() BoneClan () Part 2 () Sounds Like Fun! NOT. () ((OPEN!))

(( What have I missed? ))

((
y kitty Silver is watching Scarheart, panther and cougar.))

Scratchpaw snarled, eyes blazing. "You can't hurt me, you're silly little rogues. Stupid ones, too." He lunged at Cougar, anger overtaking him. He wasn't about to be made fun of.

Silver silently watched them from the bush, smirking. Heh heh, a fight to entertain herself for now. Perfect.

((Paris, all you missed was Scratchpaw getting attacked by rogues, thats all.))

Stormclaw smiled at Autumnleaf and Graystripe. "Apprentices," He nervously smiled.

((lol Ali here is bored ^_^))

Scratchpaw saw Silver, and tried to tell her to go, but was already attacking before he got the chance.

Silvers eyes narrowed as she took a step back and tensed, bristling slightly.

Cougar spun around rapidly,
giving Scarheart's jaw an extremely forced blow.
"I told you!" He roared, his deep voice sounded very smooth,
like the lowest tone of a bell.

Panther unsheathed his claws into Scarheart's shoulders
and bit right above them.
When he tasted blood he crunched even harder on the grey tom's neck.

Scarheart cringed at Panther's claws. "Shut up, Cougar!" He yowled, testing his fate.

((Wanna bring Knife in?))

Oh yessssss. KEEEL HIM!
Muahahaha that would be an awesome plot, Cougar Pather and Knife kill Scratchpaw's dad & he chases for revenge!!

Cougar bit hard into Scarhert's leg.
"After you're dead you'll regret underestimating me!"

Panther clawed him constantly, tearing at his grey,
now slightly scarlet, fur.

Scratchpaw yowled, trying to get at Cougar and Panther. "Get away from him!" He snarled, eyes completely huge. There was blood everywhere, the stench clung to everything around him. He clawed at Panther, snarling.

((OMG. WE SHOULD TOTALLY DO THAT! Another, mini Scratch. xDD YESH! CAN WE CAN WE?))

((YESH!))

Scarheart cringed again. "Just shut up. If I were to die, I wish it would be peaceful. But I guess fathers can't get what they want, eh?" He debated with himself, smiling and growing weaker and weaker.

Knife had been stalking Panther and Cougar. With Scratch gone, she needed to find a new love interest. She walked out of the bushes, smelling Scarheart's blood. The perfect revenge. Knife looked at her fellow rouges and asked, "May I have the honor?"

Scratchpaw was trembling. He clawed at Knife, to no avail. "No, don't kill him!" Scratchpaw snarled, desperation clear in his eyes.

Knife stared at Scratchpaw, unimpressed. "You're so naive, like your father," she insulted and pushed Scratchpaw away. He walked over to Scarheart, smiling evily.

Scarheart was projecting fear in all the ways possible, except screaming. No one should know about this. "Wh-what do you want, Knife?" He asked, nervous for the answer.

"He is not naive! He's the best father in the history of the world and you were just jealous of Amberfeather!" Scratchpaw snarled accusingly. He could smell the fear-scent coming off of Scarheart. He snarled. "You won't kill him!" He slashed again, claws glinting.

Knife laughed. "Puh-lease. Him? A good father? From what I hear, he ignores half his own kits!" Her gaze returned to Scarheart. "And so, my helpless little kitty, will have to be punished for that." She smiled again and sheathed her claws.

Scarheart wanted to move and rip Knife to shreads, but he was still pinned down. He turned his head to see his son for what he thought was the last time.

Scratchpaw looked at his father, the last time he woudl see him alive, it seemed. "Don't you dare!" He threatened. "I'll kill you. I'll do it, I'm not afraid."

"May I remind you who your dealing with? Perhaps you've forgotten," Knife said, and started to scratch at Scarheart's stomach.

Scarheart winced in pain. He knew Knife, slow and torturous.

Scratchpaw cringed. "I haven't forgotten, at all. You are that stupid, idiotic cat that loved my uncle when he didn't give a care about you." Scratchpaw lunged at her paws, trying to distract her from Scarheart.

((SOMEONE CLAW SCRATCHPAW'S FACE SO HE HAS A SCAR. IT WOULD BE SOO COOL. xDD))

Knife back off and swatted Scratchpaw away. She continued to tear at Scarheart's stomach and said, "Hey, you do know who you're name after?"

((Someone scar Scratchpaw in the face, more motive for revenge. xDD))

Scratchpaw couldn't do anything but watch helplessly. He was too small, to weak to do anything. He bristled, fighting back the tears, he would not let them see him cry. "Dad.." He whispered. "I don't CARE who I'm named after." He snarled.

"Oh but you should," Knife said, and started towards Scratchpaw. She smiled and lunged at him purposly getting close without actually landing on him. She land a single scar, running vertically down the fourhead in between the eyes. " You're name after your uncle..." Knife said slowly, "Scratch."

Scratchpaw snarled, the scarlet dripping down his face. He looked at her. "And he was evil, I get that. Obviously, he had very stupid followers." He snarled, pain hitting his forhead.
((We should wait for blocks. xDD, so cougar and panther can join in. xD))