BoneClan - Part 3 - Turmoil Strikes

"I'll yowl, they'll all wake up and attack you," Scratch(paw) threatened, growling, twisting. No, no, no.. StarClan, no!

Scratch(paw)'s face went blank with confusion. Wait, WHAT? He twisted, struggling harder. "Let me go!"

Stab smiled and signaled Blade to come. "Then again, if you wanted to simplify that, it would be very unlikely, m'kay?" He explained.

Scratch(paw) filled with a sense of dread, nearing camp quickly. He struggled more now, clawing, there was no use trying.

Bonestar's head instantly snapped up, her head going wild with the piercing sound, like a scream of some sort. She thought in that instant two things, either she was going completely insane, or she was dead and dying painfully. She padded out of her den, more or less tripped, and saw Scratch(paw) and some.. Cat? Bigger, much larger then a clan-cat, at the very least. Her jaw dropped, and her eyes were glued to her lost son. Exactly.. Lost. "I'm insane, or I'm dead. Scratchpaw?" She whispered.
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Scratch(paw) twisted, but then stopped struggling. His mother came out and he felt pained. She looked terrible.. All because of him. "Idiot!" He snarled at Blade.

((What does parte posteriore andante ora mean?))

Stab looked out at the Camp. A female padded out, looking pale. "Wow, she knows the name as well," He said to himself.

Maplefrost, who was asleep in his den, immediatley was awake at the sound of the screech. It sounded nothing like he'd ever heard in his life. Maplefrost was a great medicine cat, but he had an unusual knack at fighting. And he knew that something was up. He answered the sound with his own battle cry, and yowling, he hurdled into the clearing. There he saw two cat-like creatures- too big to be cats, but too small to be a lion like the ones he'd heard of.

Nevermind that, he thought, running and leaping towards the creature, who was near the edge of camp, with his curved claws extended.

(( When is Autumnleaf going? ))

(When the servals leave.)

Maplefrost had the breath knocked out of him. He lay on the ground, his sides heaving as he gasped for air. Not here to fight? he thought. Then why did this cat screech like he did?

Name; TigerClaw
Gender; he-cat
Description; he looks almost like tiger, but yellow. He has a yellow coat, with black stripes. He's got one sharp claw like a tiger on his right foot, so he's very... mean I guess.
Personality; He's very secretive, and tricky. He has "mutiple personalties", so he'll be hard to figure out. He's very swift and sneaky, and a alright hunter. (He scares the prey by his claw)
BoneClan or Rogues?; Rogues (Serval)
Rank; Jager's henchmen
Other; He's a traitor

Autumnleaf quickly snapped her head up, seeing.... SCRATCHPAW?!?!?! She rubbed her eyes once more, it was Scratchpaw! And some.. other cats.. way bigger than she had every seen. And she has seen BIG cats.... Sunkit gave a little yawn and lifted her little head, then opened her eyes for the first. She gave another yawn as she saw her mom. She layed her head down again, and fell back asleep. Autumnleaf watched as the leader got up, she looked like she was full of stress, as if she was getting weaker everyday. Now Autumn was vervous, these cats were probabley rogues. She ignored the thoughts that through her mind, and tried to go back into a deep sleep.

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Delilah walked in through the bushes, following the other rogues. Theleader came out pondering, she looked weak... maybe it was time for an attack at a time like this. Maybe. She watched this little show, wondering what would happen next.

Terrified by the strange scream, Larkpaw peeked out of the apprentice's den to see what was going on. She saw several strange cats; they seemed like clan cats in appearence, but they were all spotted and they were larger then the other cats.
Crouching in the entrance with her tail fluffed up in fright, Larkpaw pricked her ears to try to catch what was being said in the camp.


((Who's Larkpaw's mentor?))

Arranta followed the rogues. She was curious. Ah, she felt a slight tingle of symphany for BoneStar. She blinked. She followed silently and steathly behind them.

Stab looked at Blade. "That's right. Non siamo qui combattere," He assured. Thank Starclan for his history.

"I apologize, Blade," Stab replied and looked at the clan. "C'mon, he's waiting," He said, referring to Jager.

((M'kay, Anny, get on now or I will find you and kill Foxheart! jk!))