((can we go back to roleplaying please? I don't want to hurt crystal's feelings nor see her feelings get hurt.))
facilier letted out a deep growl as the tooth collared Tom insulted his rouges. "my rouges aren't Kittypets, they are rouges and will always be one!" He hissed, the fur across his back rasied to reveal his anger towards the lone-eared Clancat. As the blue tabby Tom lunged at the black rouge, facilier leaped with paws outstretch, attempting to tackle the blue tabby Tom. The rouge missed his target and landed onto the grassy ground, his eyes blazing with anger. I missed! I wouldn't killed that cat by now if I wasn't- his thoughts were cut off as he saw a orange and a white flash of fire flying at his followers. no! This can't be happening, i can't let those clancats win so easily! facilier got up and turned to face his rival, letting out a growl.
as the apprentice was placed onto the safely of the branch, lionpaw nodded to redear before watching the stormclan cat disappear into the battle. maybe I should.....no, I shouldn't join the fight, I'll only cause more trouble if I keep on disobeying orders the golden she-cat thought, her claws unsheathed to help her avoid falling off the tree by mistake.
after the rouges left, the black tabby kit walked away from his hiding spot to the bushes when the rouges were spying before they ran off. He entered the bushes, eyes fixed onto the grassy land ahead. Shadow picked up the same scent he remembered while tracking down the rouges but ingored the odd scent and kept on walking.
He walked out of the bushes, eyes widen as there was a battle going on. A few thorns has been stuck onto his ears but he'll take them off of him once he's done watching the show. He was embrassed to letted out a tiny mew of pain as the thorns poked his ears a minute a but shook the thought away and sat down onto the grass to watch the rouges fight.
oak turned his head to a apprentice, asking a question about the needle. "a needle is a sharp, thin thing that twolegs use to hang stuff or for other non-threatening stuff. I am not a former kittypet, I have been around the twolegplace before only to find food" he answer, adding the "I am not a former kittypet" part so cats won't accuse him as a lazy kittypet. He remembered hearing Kittypets talking about twoleg objects but shook the thought away and turned his head around. where is she? he thought, not seeing the short-haired calico anywhere. He turned his head to sliverheart, his amber eyes locked onto the medicine cat like if he has a crush on the sliver and white cat. "songfeather is missing, should we look for her?" "we should but in case facilier decides to attack us, a cat or two should come with us" oak noticed that the tone in sliverheart was sadden but his left ear flicked at the memory of facilier.
In his dream, fireblaze ran throught the moor, being chased by a group of cats behind him. He couldn't scent anything, not tinytiger, not lightheart, not frostheart nor his kits, he only scented the grass and the cats chasing him. where are they!? painc rose as he kept on running away from the cats. Suddenly, the orange-pelted Tom tripped over a rock, facepalnting into the ground. He quickly got up to see that the cats cornered them, their eyes getting icier by the second. Before a hostile cat could claw or bite him, fireblaze woke up back to his den.
"no!!!" he yowled, green eyes widen as the deputy woke up from his nightmare. it was just a nightmare...that's all... fireblaze got up, stretching his legs before padding out of the warriors den. He could only scented cloudpaw, tinytiger and frostheart in the camp. where are the kits!? What if they- a yowl interrupted his thought. oh no.... "tinytiger!"