Post by shads on Dec 30, 2013 15:25:44 GMT
Don't tell me how life is
Cause I don't really want to know
Don't tell me how this game ends
Cause we'll just see how it goes
Catch me when I fall
Or you'll need me when I'm not here at all
Cause I don't really want to know
Don't tell me how this game ends
Cause we'll just see how it goes
Catch me when I fall
Or you'll need me when I'm not here at all
Cherrysong's heart fluttered when she heard that Emberstrike was going to fight for this land. She knew that it probably wasn't the best circumstances for a fight, yes, but they needed this fight. More importantly, they needed Thunderclan to start it. That would be ideal, but if needed Cherry would gladly leap over the border to tear at the Thunderclanner's face. With a swish of her tail, she was just about to but in a jab at them herself when Cloudleap caught her attention. Head bowed, he walked up to them. Which she guessed for him took a great deal of courage. He spoke without stuttering, the common medicine cat response. Cherry rolled her eyes at him. He knew nothing of politics. She thought about telling him so, but decided it was better to keep her attention focused on the Thunderclanner's across the border. They already had better numbers. She couldn't allow them to have surprise also.
She took a step forward, leaving the protective side of Emberstrike. That is a bold claim for such a tiny she-cat, my dear. Care to show me how exactly you plan on defending it, cowards? Cherry flicked her tail with elegance, nothing but joy shining in her eyes. She loved this, loved the blood that would be spilled. Not in the sadistic, weird way. No, she loved what it would cause. The big boned she-cat switched her gaze between her two sisters on the other side, who were smaller than her. Then again, most she-cats were smaller than her. She stepped to the side, exposing her flank to the Thunderclanner's. She was easily within reach, begging them to try to attack. Claws unsheathed and muscles tense, she was ready for it. Her eyes were watching them intently, looking for any sign of movement. She would know when one of them decided to attack.
No, you won't defend it. Because this is Shadowclan territory, and you're too scared to actually take it from our claws. Cherry's words were a hiss. She spit at the Thunderclan deputy, hoping to provoke her. Maybe her methods were unorthodox, but they were going to work. Unorthodox ways always did. You made the claim Quietstep! Now it's time to show me that you're not a hypocrite. Oh wait, you are. Cherry smiled, and began to pace in front of them. She waited for any of them to attack, all her sense on high alert. She was sure Emberstrike was doing the same, but she didn't have time to look back.C H E R R Y S O N G