Scarstar's Riverclan 4

Dawnmist here. I was taught as an apprentice that you stop bullying when you beat up the bully; the others, his/her followers will back away. So, to stop these intruders, go after the leader. I'm after Nightheart. And I have him, leaping on his back, clawing as he bucks me off. He whirls to face me, but I'm in his face, slashing. Got him! His right eye is damaged, and his cheek is gashed. I back away. "Leave, Nightheart, while you still live. I have no wish to kill you."
I see the fear in his eyes, and he crouches down, acting submissive. No, not taking my eyes off him, knowing better than to trust him, as I listen to my clanmates deal with his. I turn my eyes away for a second, only a second, and he reacts as I fear, leaping at me, but I was expecting it (hoping I was wrong, though). I rear up, and he lands throat-first in my claws. Without a sound, he falls, quite dead. I call out. "Intruders, your leader is dead! Leave while you still have a chance! Windclan, let them go!"
My clanmates back down, and the intruders leave, many limping or torn, leaving their leader behind. "Three of you, put the body out by the thunderpath, away from here. We others are report to Miststar."

Meet tomorrow 1900.

Postponed 24 hours due to Olympics

I'll put the word out. Before you say anything, Estel, you're not alone here. The others, including me, have just been busy. I'll do a little counseling to get them here tomorrow. I know you have community service tomorrow. Shall we say 1800 hours?

Sam here. Lily and the kits are hidden in the grasses and bushes. Good thing, too, because someone's coming, and they don't look friendly. The one leading them? A med-sized she-cat, gray, red eyes, with plenty of scars, and with attitude.

Tonight 1900 after supper. Anyone going to watch the meteor shower?

Thursday 1900

Okay, this is getting ridiculous. We plan to meet, and something comes up. Weekly meets are changed to Mondays 1900, tv off. Okay, who's 1st? We have strays to rescue, so who's in place to deal with Wolfy and company?

"Something's not right. Halt! Look about. Anything seem off?"
Jock says, "Quiet. Nothing's moving. Not even insects. No bird sounds."
"Continue toward the sun. We'll cross the water at Sunnibg Rocks. We have more than enough warriors to take them. Orders are simple--if they're not us, kill them, elders, warriors, kits, queens, I don't care. Leave the runt to me. Understood? Anyone harms him, I will personally rip them apart. Let's go."

Okay, we have momentum, so let's not stop. Smally and Bramblestar are following Wolfy and company, Cloudpelt will escort the strays to Riverclan once the intruders pass by, and Thunderclan is up ahead. Plus, Leafclan is at Riverclan, ready to fight and defend their friends. Who lives? Who dies? Clan meeting tomorrow 1900.

Chores and shopping biz Wednesday, student nurses Thursday, and food-related not-feeling-good and too many bathroom trips yesterday, plus tired. not much schooling done, and no clan. we do stuff, good or bad, we do it as a clan, don't we? how about tonight, usual time? trails and sail starts today, but I'll try to be home in time. see you all around?

Wow! Into October, and no posts? Last chance, clan, tomorrow 1900.

Cloudpelt here. The killer cats have just passed us. And I, in flight, see Smallflame and Bramblestar following them, staying them in cover. Wolfstar's cats seem to have no idea they're there. Time to get the strays to safety. I land next to the strays. "It's clear. Follow me."

"Sneezepelt knows me, and you trust him."