() BoneClan () Part 1 () Fight for Survival ()

(Vines? Really? xD)


Amberfeathers eyes fluttered open, and she yawned. She then looked around, and tried to move. She looked down. Vines! Growling, she glared at Scratch. "Why am I even here?" She spat angerly. What about Scarheart? The deputy was in danger of getting sick from the air entering his wounds.

Scarheart awoke from the pain of his shoulder's again. Bonestar didn't come back yet. "What's with her?" He asked himself, and looked at the sky.

((Almost G2G))

((Yes, because I'm being a meanie like you guys ganging up on poor Bones. xDD I get to ruin fun too you know! >=P ))

"Your here because I like you, and again, your being held hostage." Scratch said, rolling his eyes. "Bones was always the bad fighter, I might add. She was knocked unconscious and dragged back to her camp." Scratch reported, smirking.
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Bonestar limped over to Scarheart in the medicine cat den, and nearly collapsed. "Scarheart? Are you alright?" She asked, even though it was obviosu that she was not.

"Hmm, lemme think." Scrath said sarcastically. "BoneClan come and try and get you, and since the leader and deputy are injured badly, and the rest of you are weak, you'll be easy to beat. Then, we can take over the forest, and I get my revenge." Scratch, pushing away the feeling of right and worng.

Bonestar wanted to snap at Spottedmask that she wasn't fit enough, if it wasn't OBVIOUS enough, but held back. "I don't.. I don't think I feel well enough right now Spoddedmask." She said, wincing at the pain in her head.

"Ding, ding, ding! We have a winner!" Scratch said, grinning. "You might as well stop struggling, it'll only make you tired and you won't be able to watch me take over the forest, my dear," He smiled.

((OH MY GOD I THINK I MIGHT BARF.))

"Let me help you." She went to get some poppy seeds and codwebs.

"Thanks," Bonestar said, surprised that the warrior knew medicine cat training, because she surely didn't. "I don't know what to do. Scratch wants us to attack, I'm sure of it, but I can't get Amberfeather back alone," She muttered to herself.
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"How do you know I"M the one attacking, Smart-o." Scratched replied scathingly, eyes narrowed.

((We kinda have to wait for Socks/Holly/EVERYBODY ELSE for the attack part. xDD We could have them bicker some more? xDD))

(aw. Phooness. *sniffle*)

Amberfeather growled, and shuffled. she managed to nake the vines move, but not very much. I'd rather be kill then here." She cursed, her green eyes full of pure hatred. Her pwn eyes were staring right at Scratch.

"Really? What good would that do, while Scarheart and Bonestar are practically sitting and dying back at camp. If I trusted you, I'd let you go help them so they'd put up at least a decent fight." Scratch sneered.
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Bonestar ate some of the herbs, and felt at least a little better.

"I'll get you both som fresh-kill."Spottedmask troted off.

Scratch smiled, "Perfect." He untied her cautiously, and let her up. "Your not allowed to leave, got it? And if you go hunting or something, I or one of my warriors HAS to go with you, got it?"

Scratch smiled again, getting that loving look in his eyes. He flicked his ears, grinning. "Oh, I will have my revnege," He said to himself.

Spottedmask came in with a mouse and a raven."Here you go."

Scratch padded to the fresh kill pile, picking two mice for himself and Amberfeather. He dropped one by her, and sat a little bit aways from her in the den, tucking into his. He wasn't ALL bad.

((This reminds me of Jay from our dead PRP's. xDD))

Tygra had been sitting all the while, fighting the urge to rip that tom's fur off. His tailtip twitched nervously. Had that rogue taken the she-cat that smelled of herbs? Amberfeather, that was it. He slipped into the nearest den to see Bonestar and another cat lying there with Spottedmask crouched over them. "Er, Bonestar..." he meowed, acutely aware he was addressing the cat who could decide if he stayed or if he left. "Amberfeather...she's gone. Shouldn't we go help her?" Thinking quickly, he added. "But you should leave some cats here, in case it's a trick."

Scarheart looked towards Tygra. "You do that," He said and signaled him away. He wanted to talk to Bonestar. ALONE.