WillowClan VS The DarkMasters Battle

Flame followed Scar’s scent and saw her with her group. She widened her eyes with horror. There lay Skyshadow bleeding. “No!” Scar smirked. “Now we fight at WillowClan.” Flame raised her eyes. “No I fight against you.” She leaped at Scar.—Flame

Bass flattened her ears as she gazed at the kits. “She’ll be fine.” But when Crow slipped out of her grasp, she grabbed the kit’s scruff. “Okay...” Bass hissed, bristling, she dropped Crow and bared her fangs.—Bass

Crow shrieked and dragged Wolf’s body deeper into the shadows.—Crow

Storm yowled in terror and shoved all her kits into the bramble bush. The binding vines protected them. She turned, hissing.—Storm

((Hey guys I will be eating dinner. But I will try to rp when I get back. Don’t crazy lol or end it without me-Rowan

Beta sprang forward, her teeth flashing. She felt claws rake her side, and saw it was a dark gray she-cat. She spun, slashing her claws across the she-cat's shoulder. Blood splattered her fur, and the gray cat screeched in pain.—Beta and Dark gray she-cat

Wolf yowled, and lunged at a cat. He tussled with them, before they threw him off, ready to sink their teeth into the young tom’s throat. But Night lunged, at the mystery cat, snarling, and screeching. He tore at them, but the mystery cat tore at his side, making a long, very large gash, blood poured out of.—Night and Wolf

Crow flattened her ears as a cat way bigger than her leaped towards her. She shrieked, though Bass grabbed that cat by the scruff and drew a lot of blood before the tom could even though the kit and Bass threw the cat across the clearing. Crow frowned as Wolf did wake up, only to be sent into battle again, still healing from his snake bite.—Crow

Scorch leaped at a big gray tom. He used all his moves and knocked him over. He smiled as he saw Wolf fighting fiercely with Night. He quickly grabbed Crow and mewed, “Do everything I taught you.” He leaped back into battle.—Scorch

((***NO EVERYONE! STOP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!*** you may not roleplay a battle, the Gathering must end and Quillstar and Rainsplash need to be here! ***STOP!!!!!!!!!!!*** thank u))-Hawk

((Ok, but I we agreed that they would come at the end. But whatever))-Rowan

((Ok, Hawk))-Silvery

((...))-Willow

((Yep))-Rowan

((If there's a problem, Hawk should be directly contacted so that the problem can be sorted out, rather than just moping around about it. That won't fix things. :) ))-Whiskers

((How about... Alright I will RP Duskbramble seeing clouds over the Gathering, and Quillstar will race off with his Clan first. Then the clouds will go, so that the rest of the leaders can go...? I know that's kind of illegitimate... I don't know, TBH. What do you think?))-Hawk

((You said WillowClan would come near the end of the battle. But I would just have Quillstar see the clouds cover the moon in a weird bloody shape or a red moon and they end that Gathering.))-Rowan

((Alright. I think I misspoke- I mean, this battle really can't last long, what with all the DarkMasters vs. Scar. Just no. So I think the WillowClan cats should just come))-Hawk

((If we're going to have a full blown conversation, I suggest we do it on a thread, and not in a roleplay.)) - Silvery

((Yeah I am not either. It is just annoying. Sure Hawk we can do my other option.))-Rowan

((Okay. @Silvery, fair point-but I think this discussion is basically over at this point in time.))-Hawk

((Ok. But we will finish this tomorrow. I can’t stay here all night. We stop from here, finish tomorrow.))-Rowan

((Wait I am cunfuzzled. We are doing the battle today right? Yes or no?))-Ivy

((If Hawk calls it yes. We will message all The Masters ;D))-Rowan

((Alright Quillstar and co. are on their way. Let the battle resume!))-Hawk

Rainsplash pricked her ears to the sound of yowling, she paused. “Quillstar, do you hear something?” She asked, narrowing her eyes defensively.—Rainsplash

Bass ripped one of the opposing cat’s ears out as then they ran with tail between legs. “You’d better run idiots!”—Bass

"And she said she *wouldn't* support the DarkMasters..." Ember sighed, her silvery blue eyes scanning the battle from a tree. *Maybe she isn't all I've dreamt her up to be... oh well. Let's just get Gale and go!*She darted into the battle, leading her sister away with her ginger tail. "Gale... I'm leaving. Going to the lands beyond TundraClan. Do you want to come...? Please... I can't go without you."—Ember

((So my plan is Ember goes (with or without Gale- Whiskers' choice) to the lands beyond TundraClan, where she meets Tawnykit. Then, she finds \_\_\_\_\_ and they live together for a while, then go to WillowClan.))-Hawk

((Ok.))-Rowan

The leader stopped as she saw WillowClan there. *Huh*? Flame clawed at Scar, feeling the flesh beneath her. “You betrayed me! You never wanted to help me!” Anger made her fight stronger and bloodier.—Flame

Scorch mewed, “I will be watching you Crow. Just do your best.” He smiled before leaping at the huge gray tom again.—Scorch

((Alright the "\_\_\_\_" is probably Onyx- I am changing her from assassin to kittypet) -- Hawk

Twilight lunged into battle. She leaped on to a tom's back, pinned him down, then started to rake her claws against him. She could feel the blood seeping in between her claws. Finally when she heard him screech in pain she let him go. He ran screeching away. Twilight felt satisfaction sweep through her body, from the tips of her ears to the end of her tail—Twilight

As Streak watched his crush mercilessly beat up a tom, he leaped toward a random enemy cat and raked his claws against her side—Streak

All around Storm there was a whir of teeth and claws. The sounds of cats screeching filled her ears, and the faint stench of blood reeked from the air. Storm whipped around just as huge paws thumped against her flank. She tumbled onto her side to see a crazed black-and-ginger tom rear up. She rolled out of the way and nearly tripped a silver she-cat, who turned, snarling in her face. Storm involuntarily raked her claws across the rogue's muzzle, and the silver cat lurched back with a hiss of pain. Storm leapt to her paws, already aching. Cats battled around her and blood stained the once clean grass.—Storm

“You go nowhere!” Bass yowled. “Or your mother will have my head.” She flattened her ears.—Bass

Crow frowned. “But, I’m too small!”—Crow

Scorch yowled, “Exactly! Use that as your weapon!”—Scorch

Blossom pressed herself against Crow's side. "Please don't go," she squeaked.—Blossom

Scorch snarled, “If you love your family fight for them. Your brother is fighting alone! Fight together!”—Scorch

Crow frowned. “I need to help Wolf!” She sighed to Blossom, then tumbling to her brother she raked her harmless kitten claws on the attacker’s muzzle.—Crow

Blossom had to go out and help. She jumped out, fear sparking in her veins. Everything was so big! Everything was moving so fast!—Blossom

The one moment Bass turned away the kits had ran off! She hissed. “Hey!”—Bass

Flame snarled, “You did everything for yourself!” Scar sneered as she clawed at her daughter. Suddenly four cats surrounded Flame and pressed her down. She saw her Masters fighting bravely and Swiftshadow leaping into battle. Skyshadow was still on the ground, panting. Scar growled, “You were just like Fang.” She leaped at Flame—Flame and Scar

Bass spotted another cat. “To claw at I’m guessing?” She stalked to Swiftshadow, about to pounce on the cat.—Bass

Swiftshadow whirled around from the rogue and saw a familiar she-cat pd toward her. She hissed quickly, “Wow wow Bass right? I am friends with The DarkMasters!” She grunted as she rolled over with a she-cat.—SwiftShadow

Bass squinted. “I’m sure.” She spat. “You should know it isn’t good just wandering into a war zone.” She hissed. Then turning and leaping onto another cat.—Bass

Swiftshadow rolled her eyes. *What a grump. I came her cause I knew there was trouble, but loners are like kittypets.*She leaped again at the she-cat.—Swiftshadow

Stormstreak saw Flame pinned down... *no!*The old gray she-cat leaped at Scar, bowling her over with the element of surprise. Scar turned, yowling, and Stormstreak knew this had to be the end. The brown bengal leaped at the tuxedo elder, sinking her fangs into Stormstreak's neck. One moment of searing pain, then Stormstreak's vision began to fade. "F-Flamepaw... tell Misty-Mistystar... I-I forgive her..." Stormstreak gasped. "And... tell Rainsplash- some secrets a-are best told-d... she'll understand-d what...what I mean..."—Stormstreak

((THE FOSSIL IS DEAD! (Who knew she *could*die?)))-Hawk

Bass hissed as she kicked the rogue off. “Alright, this has to end. Where are those stupid kits.” She looked around.—Bass

Scorch spat over fur, “They are fighting those two rogues.” He was then covered by cats.—Scorch

((Some cats need to die first))-Rowan

Bass dipped her head and slashed over.—Bass

Flame didn’t know what to do, but ran over to Stormstreak as a car leaped at Scar. “Stormstreak? Stormstreak!” The elder was already going, up to the starry Clan. Flame pressed her muzzle quickly into the medicine cat’s fur. “I will Stormstreak, whatever you are talking about. I am so sorry.” She felt the elder circle around her and hope sparked. She dragged the elder to gasping Skyshadow, giving her a quick lick, knowing that she would like to grieve for her friend. She then leaped at Scar again, but was pinned by eight cats.—Flame

((NO ONE SAVE FLAME. TRUST ME, SHE WILL NOT DIE))-Rowan

Bass was pinned as she was so close to the kits three toms landed on her and she bit their bellies.—Bass

Silver sprang into the action, her heart trashing wildly in her ribs. She saw Gorse, his fur in shreds, but he was fighting fiercely. Silver leapt up and bit the tom who had Gorse pinned down. Her teeth sank into his ear, and he tore away, facing her. He snarled, "Think you can take me?" Silver didn't respond. She could feel the end was upon her, but she had to try to make it. The tom sprang, and it seemed as if it was in slow motion. Silver reared to meet him, but his heavier weight tumbled her to the ground. She felt a sharp pain as claws raked across her throat, and then the world went hazy. Something warm and wet pooled on the ground under her, but she couldn't collect her thoughts enough to find out what it was.—Silver and Gorse

((Tabby time right?))-Rowan

((Yes))-Silvery

Forestfire and Ravenclaw, along with WillowClan, leaped into battle.—Forestfire and Ravenclaw

Tabby was lingering on the outskirts of the battle. She was too scared to run in and fight. But when she saw a strange silver cat fall, a cat that didn't seem like her enemy, a cat she didn't recognize, she knew that she had to help. She saw a pale tabby tom wrench himself away from en enemy and sprint toward the strange cat alongside Tabby. They crouched down beside the fallen she-cat. Tabby felt her heart hammering around in her throat. *What if a cat attacks us?* But with one look at the desperate tom's face beside her, she knew she had to try. The she-cat stared up at them, her eyes glassy. Tabby carefully applied pressure on the thin, deep wound across her neck with her paws. The silver cat then spoke. "My name is Silver," she rasped. "And the tom beside you is Gorse." Tabby looked at the pale tabby, Gorse. "Do you know anything about healing?" she gasped frantically.—Tabby, Silver and Gorse

Flame felt anger and hatred burn in her.—Flame

Silver looked at Gorse one last time. She could feel invisible claws gripping her shoulders, threatening to tug her away from this earth. Silver touched Gorse's paws with her own, before she let the shadows drag her away.—Silver

((Tabby die now?))-Rowan

Tabby sat back. She had tried. She *really had*. But Silver was already gone. She suppressed a wail of anguish rising within her. But Gorse beside her was frozen, Silver's stiff paw on his own. Grief pooled in his green eyes. Tabby slowly stood up, her throat dry. Gorse looked at her. "Thank you," he choked out. "For trying to help." Tabby turned away, not able to speak, not able to look at the bloody silver body lying cold on the grass.—Tabby That Portrays Stripes and Gorse

Tabby padded a little ways away, out of sight of Gorse. She was going to go the forest, when she sensed something...someone. She whipped around, unsheathing her claws, just as a dark brown tabby she-cat reared up, blocking out the sun. Tabby spun, screeching in terror. The cat raked her claws across the gray tabby's haunches. Tabby swung around, pain blinding her. Fear froze her muscles. She couldn't fight! Was this where she was going to die?! The rogue flipped Tabby onto her back and raked her claws across the former kittypet's belly. Tabby yowled and struggled away. The dark tabby cat retreated into the thick of the battle, leaving Tabby wounded and bleeding. Tabby crawled to the edge of camp. Her breath was too quick. The pain from her wounds were as sharp as blackthorns, and she could barely take in air without wincing. *Is this what death feels like?* The pain was numbing. Tabby felt limp. Then she felt the world slide away, like ice over glass. Tabby was dead.—Tabby That Portrays Stripes and Dark brown tabby rogue

Scorch could smell death everywhere. Tabby was it in sight and a cream tom was dragging a silver she-cat away. *Kittypets that walked into battle*. He lunged at a white and brown tom.—Scorch

Ember stared at the bloodshed unfolding below her, then made up her mind. She rushed over to Bass. "Bass," she steered the brown tabby towards the hillock, where Gale was waiting. "I'm leaving. Will-will you come? What about you, Gale?"—Ember

Bass paused. “Hmm. I’m sure I’d like to accompany you, getting away from these cats was the plan. But I need more info.”—Bass

Gale looked at her sister before shifting. She wanted to be with her parents, she wanted to be safe and bask in their love, but...she didn't like how she and her littermates were treated in DarkMasters. Moreover, she didn't like war she didn't understand. "....O-Ok, I'll go with you."—Gale

Crow clawed at the cats muzzle again.—Crow

((Flame is waiting for Night lol))-Rowan

Blossom spotted Ember and Gale. She tried to hurry over, but she was swept off her paws by a huge dark gray paw. A fierce tom stood there, his lips drawn back into a snarl. Blossom shrieked in terror. The tom sank his teeth into shoulder, Blossom felt pain, and then nothing.—Blossom

Scorch saw the huge gray tom bite Blossom. *DON'T THESE KITS KNOW HOW TO FIGHT!? WE TRAINED THEM!*He leaped at the tom and bit his legs, making the tom fall. He grasped dead Blossom and hurried over to Storm, who was in a bush. "I am so sorry. She died fighting. She will be welcomed in StarClan." He touched noses with Storm before attacking a brown she-cat that was hungry for the gray queen. *Goodbye Blossom. We will remember you always.*—Scorch

Night saw Flame being pinned. “NO!” He roared. He tackled one of the cats, Scar, off of his friend, slashing at her, viciously. The other cats forgot about Flame, and raced to help Scar. Scar bit Night in the throat, making blood gush everywhere. “N-O-O!” He heard multiple cats cry. He collapsed on the ground, twitching. “N-N- Nightfire.” He mumbled to himself. “That is my name. Nightfire.” He saw Flame racing over to him, with wide eyes—Nightfire

Crow widened her eyes. Her, they, her sibling, Father.... she glared to Scorch. “This is all you’re fault! If we had trained more, and, and. I hate you!” She darted out of the field of cats and hid herself. Sniffling, she really blamed herself though. She hated herself for not being there, now Blossom was dead because she hadn’t stayed there, and Night’s gonna die. She scratched the floor beneath her.—Crow

Twilight leaped at a huge enemy she-cat that was heading for the living kits. The she-cat stood on her hind legs knocking Twilight off. The cat brought her paws and claws down on Twilight while she struggled to get away. Suddenly a white streak slammed into the enemy shoving her away. Twilight raised her head and saw Streak standing over her growling. He looked down and meowed, “Are you okay?" Twilight wiggled out from underneath him and sprang to her paws. She turned,fire in her eyes, and said, “Yeah I am okay. Lets get this miserable excuse for a cat." Streak nodded then leaped at the she-cat and landed on her shoulders. Using his forearms he pulled her back giving Twilight enough room and time to slip under her and bite her throat. The she-cat went limp and Streak let her body slide to the ground. Suddenly at cat knocked Streak away and out of sigh—Twilight and Streak

She could not recognize the faces of the fallen around her-all Gale could understand was unnecessary conflict, a world of horror that she had been born and wrongfully dragged into. The gray furball pressed herself against Ember's cream fur defensively, ears pinned to communicate her discomfort. "The sooner we can get out of here, the better."—Gale

Wolf breathed heavily, grief and anger flooding through him. He lunged at the nearest rogue, snapping it’s throat, killing it. He let out a yowl of bloodlust and rage.—Wolf That Runs in Darkness

Bass dipped her head. “And quick if we don’t want to be noticed.” She muttered.—Bass

Crow peaked through the leaves at her father’s body. Did he want her with him? What would she do anyways, she hasn’t done anything at all....she just stayed.—Crow

Storm stared at Blossom's frail body. She let out a wail of grief. She pressed her nose to her dead kit's fur, feeling the last pint of warmth leak from Blossom's pelt. She turned, her fury numbing her anguish and leapt into battle.—Storm That Rages The Sky

Twilight fought off a gray tom sending him yowling into the under brush. Then she remembered Streak. Where was he? She followed his sent till she found him lying on the ground covered in scratches with a calico cat standing over him. Streak was weakly scratching at the cat, but it was no avail the calico cat's teeth lunged at Streaks throat. "NO-O" Twilight howled. She dashed forward, and the calico drew back in surprise. Twilight lunged at him at knocked him over. Now he was the one on the ground trying to defend himself, but he was in shock. Twilight leaned down and growl quietly in his ear,"Now you know what it feels like to be my prey. Say hello to the rest of the rogues I kill for me." Twilight showed some mercy by killing him quickly. By the time Twilight had finished and turned around Streak had sat up and was staring at her in amazement. He said,"You- you saved my life." Twilight purred and meowed," That is because I like you too." She than ran into battle leaving Streak almost drowning in his joy.—Twilight and Streak

Mothpaw leaped out of a bush, causing a pause in the battle. She flattened her ears. “Okay, who’s side to choose....”—Mothpaw

Scorch leaped at Scar, distracting. He saw Nightfire in the floor before he himself was crashed to the floor. Scar laughed, “Guess I have to kill another rabbit.” Suddenly he recognized Shadespirit leaping at Scar, making her roll into a bush. Scorch asked, “Weren’t you on her side?” Shadespirit shook his head. “I chose the wrong side. I thought it would help me be with Flame, but I was wrong. I will always love her and protect her, but she chooses who she loves:” Suddenly the tom was glowing with stars: He had become a StarClan cat. They both smiled and then Shadespirit quickly said, “Go to Night. I will take care of her for now.” Scorch dipped his head and turned to Nightfire.—Scorchand Shadespirit (Scar)

Flame ran over to Nightfire and pressed her nose in his fur. “Nightfire! I am so sorry.” All The Masters were around her. “You can’t leave us.” Scorch was beside her, looking at her brother-like friend in the eyes. Nightfire purred and touched each of their noses. He whispered goodbye before joining StarClan. Flame and Scorch bowed their heads. “Watch over us Night That’s Darker Than Fire.” They dragged him to dead Blossom before leaping into battle, feeling Night beside them.—Flame (Scorch)

Crow whimpered as she saw her father being dragged away.—Crow

((Are those all the cats that need to die besides Scar?))-Rowan

((Think so))-Willow

Storm stared at her mate. Grief was a lump in her throat. She could not breathe.—Storm That Rages The Sky

Wasp turned to see the black body of a warrior on the ground. Dead. The battle was ceasing around her slowly.—Wasppaw

Mothpaw just stared. Who, was that Skyshadow? Why!? Swiftshadow?—Mothpaw

Swiftshadow snarled, “Why are you standing there? Fight the rogues! NOT FLAME NOR HER MASTERS!” Swiftshadow slashes at a black and gray she-cat.—Swiftshadow

((I will be gone for a while, so we can finish the battle tonight/evening or tomorrow morning.))-Rowan

Mothpaw hissed. “Well why!?” She then he’d been pounced on by a tom. She kicked him off and let the battle commence.—Mothpaw

“There is no time for questions! Just do what you are meant to do!” She grunted as the black and gray she-cat attacked her. She rolled over and bit her shoulder, almost biting the neck.—Swiftshadow

Ember gasped. "Father... he's dead. *No-*oh, great StarClan, no!" The flame tabby point hadn't liked her father very much-but no, anything but this. "We-we have to go. Come on!" she spun around, ginger banded tail lashing and hackles raised, and started running for the TundraClan border. —Ember that Rises from Ashes

((@Willow and Whiskers-move to Rogues/TundraClan))-Hawk

Mothpaw shook her head and raked his belly with her hind legs. “Okay rogue! Get off!“—Mothpaw

Flame leaped at Scat once again, anger helping her to rip everything to shreds. When the eight cats tried to force her to the ground, she ripped all of their throats and they fell dead. “Just you and me mother.” Scar leaped at her and as Scar passed Flame takes her claws over her body. She shuddered to the ground and looked at Flame, scared. Flame showed her bloody teeth. “I think you were the one who needed training.” Flame dunk her teeth into Scar’s chest and there was no more sound. Scar was dead.—Flame and Scar

Scorch fought with Shadespirit near him. Suddenly all the rogues panicked and ran or died. Scorch turned to see Flame throughing Scar’s body into a puddle and Shadepaw was nodding goodbye, going to StarClan. All The Masters padded, saying goodbye to Nightfire, and Blossom before burying them and scratching a flower and dark fire on a tree. They grabbed Stormstreak’s body and placed it to WillowClan. The battle was won, and Flame completed the prophecy.—Scorch

Flame ran over to Skyshadow, who was still alive, and tou had noses with her. “Skyshadow! Oh Skyshadow!” The black and white she-cat purred, “I am so proud of you. But I am sorry, I must leave.” Flame gaped at her adopted mother’s wounds. No cat could heal this. “Why? This is all my fault! You should not be injured!” Skyshadow drew Flame close. “Willowstar told me I had to. It is my time Flame. I never got my own daughter, but you are just as special.” Skyshadow looked at the WillowClan cats. “I am so sorry for what I did wrong. If you find Mistystar, please give her my apology.” She cats sorrowful glances at all the cats, and it stopped as Swiftshadow ran over to her sister. “Skyshadow please stay!” The two sister rubbed muzzles. “I will see you soon.” Swiftshadow wailed and pressed her nose into the former leader’s fur. She gave Scorch a look that said, *Take care of her for me.* “I love you Flame. I always have. Goodbye.” She breathed, and then slowly went to StarClan. “Skyshadow no!” Flame pressed her nose into the dead she-cat’s fur. Flame has completed the prophecy, but yet her mother, real and adopted, had died. She felt Skyshadow, Fang and Shadespirit around her.—Flame and Skyshadow (Scorch and Swiftshadow)

"What in the name of StarClan is going on here?" Quillstar raised his voice and stood on WillowClan's turf with a pair of sharply narrowed hazel eyes, gaze eventually resting on the fallen for on Stormstreak. Who could have done such a thing...?—Quillstar

Scorch dragged his gaze away from dead Skyshadow and answered, “Flame has completed the prophecy. She stopped Scar, but.......Night, Blossom, Stormstreak and,” The words chocked him, “Skyshadow are dead.” He laid his tail on Flame’s shoulder.—Scorch

More death-it still made him suspicious, but he was certain that the situation could have been worse. "You fought valiantly for your birthclan," Quillstar pointed out before the massive leader slowly seated himself in the blood-stained grass. "For that, WillowClan is open for you to return home, on one requirement: Change. The killing must come to a stop, and you must all get along with your Clanmates, as they are your family." If they broke that rule, he'd be left with no choice but to banish them permanently. "Will you go home?"—Quillstar

Rainsplash squinted and raised her head sternly.—Rainsplash

Storm stared at the blood-slicked earth, and then to Quillstar's face. "Yes," she rasped. "I will go home." She stared down at Blossom's body. "None of this was worth the deaths here."—Storm That Rages The Sky

Rainsplash dipped her head. “Anyone else?”—Rainsplash

Scorch glanced at Storm, then at Flame. “We all stay together.” He growled. He then mewed, “Thanks Quillstar for the offer, but who would possibly want... Flame back?” He saw Swiftshadow open her mouth. “Besides you of course.” He forced a smile.—Scorch

"All cats of WillowClan are family, no matter where they've come from." Quillstar himself had been a loner for several moons before he arrived in the Clan. "Any of your members are welcomed to return on those conditions: There must be change. The killing and arguing must stop."—Quillstar

Rainsplash sighed. “Look, she’s suffered a lot and has done some things that cannot be forgiven.....but why not try to change?” She asked.—Rainsplash

Scorch hissed at Rainsplash, “I am sure that Flame wasn’t the first who had to change.” He raised his head at Quillstar. “Only if we are treated *fairly*.”—Scorch

"Arguing with Rainsplash isn't going to get you off to a good start." Quillstar responded immediately in a firm yet level tone. "Do you agree to those conditions?"—Quillstar

Scorch glared at Rainsplash. “Only if we are all treated equally.“—Scorch

Rainsplash didn’t roll her eyes as she would if she wanted to. Though she saw the body of Stormstreak and gasped. “Who!” She ran over and sniffed her mother. “Who killed her?” She wailed.—Rainsplash

Scorch sighed and looked at Flame. “Scar did.” *You can thank Flame for that*.—Scorch

"Well, if you treat your clanmates kindly, they'll do the same to you. Arguing with senior warriors? Attacking clanmates? That won't get you the treatment you seek. How you treat others will reflect upon yourself." Quillstar flicked his ear. He had to get back to camp and check on his clanmates to ensure all were safe. "This is my final offer. Your choice stands now."—Quillstar

Rainsplash frowned. Grabbing Stormstreak by the scruff and waving her tail for other warriors to grab. Icegaze helped with Stormstreak.—Rainsplasj

((All the other bodies were buried))

Scorch felt fury rise in his chest. “Since you said everyone will be treated the same, we accept. I will tell Flame.” He turned, but only saw a dirt pile with a shadowy sky above it. Flame had gone. “You take the other Masters to camp. I will find Flame.” Scorch ran, following Flame’s scent.—Scorch

((All others (except me I guess. Where should I rp?) rp on WillowClan page.))-Rowan

Scorch saw Flame sit near The DarkMasters‘ former camp. He padded room sit beside her. “Flame, What is wrong? We won the battle.” Flame wailed. “We may have won, but Skyshadow and two of my Masters died in the battle!”” Scorch licked Flame’s ear. “Skyshadow died saving you.“ Flame pouted. “It is all my fault. What did WillowClan think?” Scorch sighed. “They want us back Flame. They will treat us fairly and equally......if we change a little.” Flame frowned. “What is the point? I lost everyone. Who would want me to come back? I am just a monster.” Scorch breathed. “There is one cat, or severally, but this one cat that I am sure would want you.” Flame sobbed. “Who?” Scorch lifted Flame’s head that they were looking at each other. ”Flame, ever since we met I have admired you. Flame, I want you. I want to be with you. You have always been my Queen DarkMaster.” Flame was locked into Scorch’s gaze, like she didn’t want to escape it. Scorch touched noses with her and purred, “I need you Flame. More than anything.” Flame pressed against Scorch. “Are you sure?” Scorch laid his head on hers.. “Positive.” “I need you too Scorch. You are the closest cat I know.” Flame and Scorch looked at each other for a moment more before padding back to WillowClan.—Scorch and Flame

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