(The Debate)

[squid]

ooc;;

Mybad.
BUT I changed it!
;Y

[Gosh]

Bronzefoot did his best to avoid the rat's claws and mouth. "Someone come finish him off!" he shouted-there was no way he could do it himself without sacrificing his life. Fear coursed through his veins, and he considered jumping off the rat and running away. He didn't like this option, but if it was the only thing keeping him alive, why not? Surely the others would show sense and do like him if he did decide to take off.

[squid]

This was too suspensful; unable to take the massive dose of action, Barkface turned his head. However, it was turned back to face the group from the desperation in Bronzefoot's codeword for HELP.
Well, at least he had an answer for his question now. "I'll take that as a yes."
Barkface, in any situation, would choose to help a cat in need rather than run away and have them die. But that didn't mean he had to be a happy camper about it.
"Stupid little cricket-brain!" was his only mutter of miscontent, though, as he ran forward to join in on their disfunctional group. Shouldering his way in boldly, he simply made up for it by saying, "Hope you don't mind someone joining in to try and make sure you all don't die."

[Gosh]

Bronzefoot only grunted. He glared at the rat and without breaking eye contact, yelled impatiently, "Somebody help me out here!" 'What are the others doing?!?' he thought. 'Spiderpaw might be too afraid, and that other she-cat probably has changed her mind about helping, if she was planning on helping in the first place.'

[squid]

Barkface ran faster to get ready to jump. As he sprang into the air, he saw himself move in slow-motion. It was at this moment that his heart was beating at its fastest, and he could only think of the negative possibilities.
What if I get hurt?
What if I get bitten?
...What if I die?
Barkface's eyes widened in fear, but he unsheated his claws and revealed his teeth. The rather scrawny tom was quite a sight: tail fluffed to twice its size, his yellow-green eyes allight with the fire of foolish bravery, yowling a ridiculous battle cry of "Die, mangy rat!"
Barkface could only hope the rat took him seriously enough not to run away laughing like the crickets.

[Ten]

"he saw himself move in slow-motion."
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ooc| X3 Can this be the end of the slow-motion jump attacks?
I like Barkface's battle cry, by the way.

bic|

Frozenheart was too slow to react to the situation. Now that dork of a tabby was leaping in to save the day. He hoped Barkface wasn't going to want a large share in exchange for this.

Said tom hit his mark. Having already begun losing blood, a process not aided by constant struggling, the added set of claws took its toll on the yearling rat. Squealing and squirming, it still made futile attempts to live. Then the light faded from its beady eyes and, with a few last spasms, its body went limp. Warm, red blood trickled from its many wounds.

[Gosh]

Bronzefoot got off the dead rat. "Well," he meowed. "Looks like this battle was sucsessful!" He beckoned the white tom and Spiderpaw over to the rat with his tail. "So, that makes four cats," he meowed, thinking out loud. "How shall we divide this rat?"

[squid]

Barkface had done it! He'd actually killed the rat! His entire body was still tense, his claws still sunk into the rat's fur, as if he still didn't believe the thing was dead. He was panting, even though he'd pretty much just jumped on it, and his heart beat so fast that it was almost painful.
He knew he could do it.

Barkface's face changed from shock and disbelief to an all-knowing one. "See? You shoulda asked for my help sooner. It would have saved you a lot of time." Seeing as the shares were being discussed, Barkface objected. "Well, seeing as I delivered the killing blow AND saved your life, I think I should get a larger portion," he said, nodding his head to agree with his own suggestion.

[Gosh]

Bronzefoot frowned. "However, you didn't help us with the chasing and encircling. I think we should all get an equal share. That way, we will have no hostilities with each other over the food. Besides, I was the one pinning the rat down, and am I asking for a bigger share?" He looked to Spiderpaw and the white tom, wondering if they agreed-momentarily forgetting that the white tom wouldn't have heard him.

Spiderpaw hesitated. "He did save your life," she mewed reluctantly. "But I..I also think that everyone should have an equal share. That way, none of us seems...more important than the rest of us." She was unsure still, and she thought to herself, 'But in a Clan, the leader is more important than everyone else.' She frowned inwardly, but another side of her said, 'In a Clan, that would be necessary, because there has to be someone leading.'

[squid]

"Yes, you pinned it down. You also couldn't handle it. You had to get me in to help. I did, and I saved your life. It you were smart, you wouldn't have tried to bite off more rat than you could chew." Barkface explained. "If it weren't for me you'd be dead; it's survival of the fittest." Barkface gave a swift lick over the fur barely covering his ribcage, looking /very/ 'fit'. "Since I'm guessing you're thankful for that, I deserve a bigger piece."