DeathClan ( The merciless and terrifying. High ranks open!)

"Fair point" remarked Sharpfang "but rejecting clan life might not be the best option for you right now." He said plainly. His tail slipped slightly, down his side. He was paid slightly, but he didn't show it. He just readjusted his tail and stared at the prisoner, eying up her neck and placing a mental x on it.

Hawkwing let out a grunt and dug his claws into the ground. This whole conversation was going no where, he was expecting a fight to break out. He looked over at Scar and decided to mess around with him.
"Scar, come over here," he called over to the Warrior.

Scar looked over at Hawkwing, fear flashing in his eyes but he didn't dare challenge the huge tom. He padded over slowly and sat next to the Deputy.
"Yes, Hawkwing?" He mumbled.

Hawkwing flicked his tail and watched the 2 cats once again.
"Just watch this with me," he mumbled to his brother.

"Don't worry, I'll give you a fair chance to kill me soon. But now, I just want to blissfully enjoy what I've got left." Kerri meowed calmly.

She started to walk up to Sharpfang and stood directly in front of him. "Do you honestly feel no shame murdering cats in cold blood?" She hotly growled.

Sharpfang was slightly taken aback by the rouges bold movements but he calmly replied "hmm... I've never thought about it like that... But now that I have, no I don't, because I've experienced worse!" After standing up to face the rouge he continued "killing is my role in this clan. I am an executioner and I didn't become one because I felt remorse when killing cats." He added, smiling. He could feel the other cats warm breath on his chest and he could tell that, for now, she was full of life.

(Here did I miss anything?)

Hawkwing let out a growl, he sat taller, clearly bigger than all of the cats in the small group. He wasn't going to let this tom think he can get away with not listening to him.
"Unless of course, you'd like to have a little chat with me," he retorted to Sharpfang.

Sharpfang turned to face the deputy, his claws still unsheathed. He glared at him is for a few seconds and took several steps back. He kept his claws out, but didn't make any other attempt to look threatening as he sat down and returned his gaze to the rouge.

Ignoring Hawkwings threat he stated "I hope it does" he said proudly "I would say the same to you... But I wouldn't like to see a helpless cat get preyed on so easily, I prefer to see strong cats get taken down, it proves a better.." He paused searching for the right word "struggle" he added licking some blood out of his white tail that he had noticed earlier.

(Ooo now we have Scarletpool!! This could get interesting hehe )

Scarletpool slowly opens her eyes and keeps them open for a few minutes before closing them. She was feeling lazy today.

(Would you mind if she was caught, or do you want her to escape?)

(How serious do you want the punishment to be? Just so I know)

(Hah yeah.. Oops... Ok thanks)

Sharpfang looked up at Hawkfang and started forming an excuse to talk to him in his head. He leant back to push himself to his paws when he spotted Storm stealthily slinking away from the group of cats. She saw the prisoner slither over to the Warriors den. Sharpfang could tell from her movements that she was trying to escape. Quickly using his tail he signalled to Hawkwing and then shot up. He sprinted over to the cowardly prisoner and as he neared he could smell the fear scent coming from Storm. Without warning he leapt into the air and landed, with full force, ontop of Storm. He pinned her down by her neck and spat "how dare you try to escape... And to think you actually thought you would get away with it" he angrily slashed at her ear, creating a gash. His anger boiled over and he dug his claws deep into the prisoners shoulders, just below her throat.