{crimson}MALICECLAN CAMP{rivers}

[MiNTY♥]

psst. it was shard who attacked her.

"Why should I calm down?" He taunted. "I am just playing, and you are losing the game." He mewoed with a chuckle. He batted her over the ear with a smirk. Stepping away from the she-cat he brought his paw up to draw his tongue over it. He enjoyed fighting with his clan mates, but he would never ever kill one of them unless told to, or they had betrayed him greatly.

[mizuinu]

Thunderthighs heard the commotion going on outside the den and stood up to take a defensive position in front of Petal. No fighting cats would come anywhere near her without me getting involved he thought to himself maliciously.

[LYNX ♥]

<sup>The massive, lean ALpha flicked his ear at the touch of her moist tougue, realizing that screwing she-cats and having ktis was not the right thing to do at the moment. Pushing away all senses that a tom his age would normally have, and replacing them with business, Knife looked apoligetically at Dyingblossom. "If you would be willing to continue this exploration this evening I would be ever so delighted," He smiled. "But, as of now, there are too many things to take care of, please understand, My Dear." He sighed and whisked past her out of the den, dealing Scorchedpetal a sharp prick in the ear as he padded past her, and dealing Gallows a icy glare through crimson eyes. "Fight later you foolish idiots," He whispered, though it sounded eerily murderous when snarled so quietly and calmly. "There are things to take care of. Here come our scouts now," He meowed louder, watching the two cats streak down the mountain side. Slow, uncaring steps carried him to them, not caring that they wheezed and panted heavily, blood splattering their coats. "Report, fools." He snarled.

Delight curled around the expeienced scout like fog, her coat prickling with anticipation and her claws tingling with excitement. It was war! A crooked smile weaved itself over her face as Knife sauntered over to join she and her son. "Knife," She drawled, blinking when that earned her a sound cuff, making her ears ring. Flattening them against her skull she looked down, and spoke quickly. "There was a run in the some clan cats. These are the clans where Zodiac resides, or did.. we killed him," She cringed away, expecting another slap.. but it did not come, so she quickly continued. "We badly injured another, and fleed. The cats are prickling and strong, but not strong enough. We could take them if we picked them off.." She looked up hoefully, and saw a disappointed glimmer in his red eyes before lifting his paw to slam it into her cheek once more, making her shiver at the force of his coldness.
"I will decide our war plans, stupid one." He snarled.
"I'm sorry," She mumured as sincerely as she could manage before continuing. "On the way down our mountainside, through that forest," She pointed with her tail,"We saw a rouge, and he told us everything about the clans. There are four, all leaders are she-cats, but all are young and new. All of the clans have about twenty cats, give or take. Two fo the territories, the two we are nearest to, will be very difficult to fight on, they are slanted to the mountainside, the other two are in meadows, perfect for battles. All four clans Gather at the full moon under a glacier, in peace and discuss news. The full moon is approaching, Sire." She meowed confidentally. "There is only one way out of their meetingplace, if we blocked it... we could kill quite a few cats. I mean.." She muttered, "It's up to you, I'm sorry." Redhatred waited for another stinging blow upon her face, but nothing came.
"Very well, you have done good. Round up some cats and begin picking out dens and whatnot." He assigned her, and padded off, leaping to a massive outcropping of rock, waiting uptil the scuffle settled. "MALICECLAN!" Knife roared, much resembling a lion. The silvery Alpha settled himself upon the warm stone slab, though it was in the shade, for quickly clouds crossed the mountains, and were now sitting over MaliceClan's paradise, threatening rain.</sup>

[queenboo]

The healer woke up. She padded out of her den and drifted off to the terra. "Grrmmmmm... I'm hungry for blood..." Demonsoul lowly meowed while her belly was churning with hunger. Her mouth was watering a lake in there.

{{Demonsoul to Terra}}

[sandpoppy]

Ice's eyes slowly lost there glassy look an he turned toward Addervenom. "I didn't hurt you did I?" The she-cat only hissed. Freeze gave an impatient snarl as Knife broke up the fight, what couldn't the alpha let them have fun? Jerk. She was winning too. "The impatient snowflake first falls only to be melted by the warm ground." Ice's soft voice failed to sooth her. "But if the snowflake waits it will meet spring." She snarled their transitional response. "What the hell does that mean anyway?" Ice only chuckled.

[raid]

They were all so foolish. Look at them. Fight. Claw at one another's fur. Yowling furiously at each other for every other to hear. They were so consumed with fighting, so consumed with being on top. They didn't even care for her, care that she was beautiful and stunning and drop dead gorgeous. But then again maybe she was so beautiful it was blinding, the light reflecting radiantly off her bodice. Orbs mused over the group that had assembled, acoustics picking up through the yowls distinct individual voices. At least she could pick out a few of the clan members she shared her beliefs with. Although she didn't get along with any of the cats she had yet to meet. Though there was Knife, the gorgeous, beautiful, lovely, handsome tom. There were never enough words for her to describe the Alpha of Maliceclan. Grumbling softly to herself, she let a paw run over her fur. Smoothing down tuffs that stuck up and letting herself sit for a few moments in her glory. She sat apart from the group, just observing and watching with faded jade orbs. As they caught sight of her sister Fate and the little sly she-cat Rupture she snarled to herself. Pushing herself up on stilts, her paws gracefully glided her over to Knife. Tail brushed against his framework as she spoke. "The forest shall truly know the meaning of fear in due time." Her voice was melodic, silky and flowing to his twin towers.

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How they didn't know who she truly was. Layered behind the fake masks and the many acts she put up to get what she wanted. Such a great liar, a flawless liar, a great Hauteur in the making. Maybe it was because she was the sister of the Council she-cat. Scratching the ground with a claw she traced a faint outline. Pools scanned the area, looking for a tom she could manipulate. Get a quick rush of adrenaline rushing through her body. She just wanted love, though that would never happen. Wrong clan for her to be in for love. As a she-cat brushed against her she recoiled, hissing and letting a clawed paw fly out to rake against the bodice. Ignoring the run in within moments she watched her sister, her every move. She was here to learn, though already she was a better actress. Though that was easily noticeable.

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She wasn't one that got into other's business. She wasn't one to put herself out there. Her life is a mystery, unknown to those around her. She was never seen much in the camp, and when she was....it was a common question that she got asked who she was. The sleek and thin she-cat, siamese pattern covering her bodice. Swiftly moving through the cats she skirted the edges of the group. She didn't want to talk to any of the cats, she just wanted to observe. Much like she watched a calico faced she-cat do. Orbs darted, latching onto each cat before bouncing off to another. She didn't know what to do, who to watch. She didn't know if she wanted to even be here. But she was....and that was all that mattered.

[toxin]

~Deathbringer~

Sickly toxic eyes swung around to see his master's form. Straightening up he dipped his head low in respect for his alpha. As the tom strode past the massive thousand shade black warrior slipped silently in behind him. His fangs bared themselves in a final warning to Frozengale as he shouldered past the bloody brown and black tom. Ears hlaf flattened he followed after Knife and sat down a few mouse lengths away and his mouth twisted in a malicious smile as Knife slammed his paw into the scout's head.

Deathbringer's laugh was chilling and grim as he looked admiringly at his master. "Do you need anything Lord Knife?" he meowed thickly as he leapt onto a slab of rock. Settling next to the stone he nearly vanished as he crouched in wait.

[LYNX ♥]

^{Disappointment glimmered in the suddenly narrowed, glaring eyes of the high alpha, his gaze disapproving and angry with those he thought served him, served MaliceClan, and all they'd become were lazy lumps of flesh, who muttered at everything and napped and fought. It was disgusting, and Knife was, indeed, thoroughly disgusted. Slowly letting his great head sway. Still, they were his only ones, aside from Deathbringer, whom was a clanmate he could say he felt something nastily similar to love for. He was a like a brother, who did dirty work. It was glorious to have someone you could simply point and say 'kill' and the cat pointed to would never see the next morn. Knife curtly nodded to his massive black shadow now, turning his head back to his snail-slow clan. "Come on you disgusting lumps!" He snarled, gritting his long claws over the stone underclaw, creating a chilling sound. "You are not the MaliceClan I recall, oh dear, have a neglected you?" He meowed loudly with mock pity. "Well, dear kittens, you'll have your chance soon enough. It is war. There are four clans over those mountains, each we will kill. Feel free to take prisoners. There are kittypets and loners even further on. The rouges thataway may become allies, I don't know. It depends how foolish, if not, you make kill them too." He paused, half the clan was not there; they would be punished. "At the full moon several days from now, all these cats will meet, and there will be a massecre. Council," He yowled,"You will meet me beneath this rock directly after this announcement is finished to discuss war plans." He looked around,"And MaliceClan, look around you, feel free to kill those of you who haven't attended this meeting." He bared his fangs at the clan and leapt down from the cliff, waiting below for his council.}

[mizuinu]

Thunderthighs poked his head out of the den just as he heard his alpha start to speak. Not wanting to leave Petal alone while sleeping he gentley nudged her. "Petal, darling, I have to go to a meeting. I don't want you to be asleep while I'm gone." he cooed in her ear. who knows what would happen to her if she was asleep while he was away. Then he slowly wlaked toward Knife, glanceing over his shoulder repeatedly making sure she was awake.

[darkcloud]

Cormorant jumped up as soon as he heard that word that he loved... "WAR" It meant he would have pleanty of meals for moons to come. He shot to the paws of knife waiting with him for the rest of the council.

[toxin]

~Deathbringer~

[shadow=white,left,300]'Finally. . .'[/shadow] The thought drifted through the monsterous tom's thick skull. He stepped back as to not be in veiw of the council members. Knowing full well that Knife would direct him if something needed taken care of. Sickening and yet enchanting eyes vanished like candles being snuffed out. Claws refracted a dull light for a heartbeats time as he settled into position. Legs coiled underneath his powerful body the tom was ready to leap, attack, intimidate, chase, dance, anything to please his Lord in a blink of a eye. Razor blade sharp stainless steel spikes jutted from a three inch thick hardened cow leather collar hanging around the barrel chested tom's muscled neck. His tounge swiped over his overly long fangs, slipping over the space in the left hand side of his lower jaw where a fang was missing.

Notched right ear rotating like a satalite dish Deathbringer surveyed all activities behind and in front of him with the ease of a skilled assassin. He was known as Knife's shadow. It wasn't as if the alpha needed a body guard but Deathbringer was more than happy to eleminate any cat that made even a slight attempt at Knife's health. To the massive tom nothing was too small or insignificant a order or suggestion if it passed through the lips of his god. No cat was worthy of Knife's presense and no cat had favor with Deathbringer if they stood on the left hand of his alpha. Deathbringer was not one to show affection, never spoke with a hint of kindness in his voice to any cat but he would die a million times for him. [shadow=white,left,300]'Wait. . .'[/shadow] the voice whispered in Deathbringer's head he did so patiantly. Invisible to any but those who watched his every paw-step the loyal and in his own mind severly unworthy tom crouched like a loaded gun, his viper slitted eyes trained on any breathing creature within twelve full fox lengths of Knife.

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[queenboo]

The tortiseshell healer stopped in the Alpha's call. "A meeting, when I was JUST about to satisfy my hunger for blood," she thickly snarled. Demonsoul padded back into camp and over to the meeting. She saw many other members, and that lowsome Thunderthighs. The healer did a low and quiet growl at that fat cat. If only she could eat him, that would be something nice to quiet down her belly. Pricking her ears to the sound of "War" she was delighted and also a little fustrated. "MaliceClan would kill those clan cats easily, but you all better not come to my den and say you're all hurt from a bunch a sissys," she hissed.

[cloudy]

Dyingblossom exited the den and sat herself in among the other cats. She listened intently to all that was said, and at the end of Knife's speech she growled softly to herself, imagining the fun she would have murdering those sissy cats. She started to groom herself, making sure she looked perfect as ever.

Frozensoul narrowed her eyes as they misted over with bloodlust. She could almost taste the blood of those cats; they wouldn't stand a chance against MaliceClan. She was immensely looking forward to this war, and the satisfaction it would bring when she ripped apart those kittypets. She snarled to herself, a snarl of anger at nothing in particular. Those Clan cats would never know what hit them. She rose to her paws and padded over to Knife as the rest of the Council approached.

[sandpoppy]

Ice felt the ground rush out from under his paws and he had to remind himself to breath. The sight of blood, large amounts at least, made his stomach lurch, the smell made his head swim and the taste was just to terrible to describe. The thought of war would be unbearable if he had not learned to turn off his emotions. He looked at Freeze who was kneading her paws in the ground in anticipation.

Freeze's thoughts were quite deferent from her brothers. She was looking forward to the battle. She licked her teeth thoughtfully. A real war for once! Not this piety squabbling that had to make due. Her blood began racing through her veins.

Petal looked around in confusion for a minute before she remembered were she was. Panic gripped her as Thunderthighs left. She force her self to get a grip and curled up near a boulder, keeping an eye on the bloodthirsty cats that surrounded her.

Addervenom paid little heed to Knife for the most part. She heard the word "war" than she dropped out. It was nothing new. Just another outlet for her fury.

[MiNTY♥]

Eclipseomen stormed into camp her tail lashing, her eyes watering, blood dried to her paws. She snarled at a cat as they tried to approach her. When called she padded to sit below the rock, and was soon joined by her brother, typical, but she needed him really. She would lack many things if she was to be without him.

Shard watched as his sister stormed past him. He sighed. He knew who it would be. His eyes round with anger at the stupid tom he joined his sister below the rock. His eyes settled on the blood dried to her paws, then moved to her face. He instantly thought the worst of her. "You didn't kill him did you?" He hissed impatiently. She looked angry enough to have killed him, and she did have blood on her paws.

Once the meeting was finished Eclipseomen turned around and cuffer her brother over the ear. "No but I might as well have." She spat, her tail lashing. "But I almost killed his pathetic little white kitty cat sister." She hissed. She was angry, she really needed to calm down, or maybe this was just the right mood she needed to be in for a battle?

Dreadwish sighed and padded over to join the rest of the coucil. A chance to kill cats that he did not know, yet already hated, fun, very fun. He sat down in front of Knife. The clans didn't sound very impressive to his ears, but then again he was not so easily impressed. He was not easily impressed bu anything at all really.