Pity Party

[moddy]

Beetlepaw's tail tip twitched when she noticed that Grimykit had basically stole her idea, but allowed it to pass, since now was not the time for arguing. She didn't think so, at least. "Not all Clanners are wimpy," Beetlepaw said, "you know, and I happen to have seen quite a few cats that don't look very wimpy with the Clanners. I bet that if they didn't have those cats, then we could take them as is. So.." She paused, thinking about this. "I bet if we got to some of them while the bigger cats weren't around, we could get revenge on what the stupid Clanner did to Grimykit, if that makes sense to you all." She looked at Shadestream. "I've never heard of a Slatefoot, but.. Do you think he'd be willing to join us?" Then she glanced back over at Grimykit. "Mhm, yeah, actually. Whitekit and Greykit. I let one thing slip about our little Rebellion and they went all crazy about the whole idea."

[Ten]

"I'd jus' been in a fight wi' somebody else two seconds before!" Grimykit protested, trying to shake off the discomfort of hearing Slatefoot's name again. He knew the tom wouldn't be willing to help him. If anything, he might even try to finish him off.

"Well here's an idea: we attack Speckledclaw - " He turned to Shadestream and explained, "That's the Clanner - and when her gang comes to back her up, we throw the kits at 'em. While the softies are busy trying to convince them we're evil or somethin' stupid like that, we can rough Speckley up, and by the time the rest of 'em get past the barrier of cute lil' 'in-no-sense', we be gone. Sound good?"

[Darky [Megan]]

ooc
Darky, should the wound Speckledclaw gave him on the eye leave him half-blind or just disfigured?
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She wanted to kill him moments before she attacked his eye, and only relented because of something Rainstripe shouted all of a sudden. Half-blind it is.

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Orangestorm turned to look at Shadestream as she joined in the conversation. "Speckledclaw's a pretty tough cat," he repeated, just to make this point clear. It would be potentially dangerous if they underestimated her fighting ability, and it was important that the Rebellion remained afloat.

He stopped himself from grinning at Grimykit's apparent fear of meeting Slatefoot again. "I don't believe I've ever met Slatefoot, but it would probably be risky to include 'im in this plan if 'e don't like Grimykit. It's possible that 'e might go against 'im, just to spite 'im. Grimykit's nearly died in a fight now. Anythin's possible.

"S'fer that plan, I don't think it sounds 'alf-bad, but the Clanner's aren't going to turn their full attention on the kits alone. It'll be a stretch, and really risky."

[Ten]

ooc| Half-blind he shall be.

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"Way-el..." Grimykit engaged in some unprecedented thinking. "You're in the Clanner Club thing, ain't you? Here's watcha can do: nudge all the strongest of 'em into goin' off huntin', leavin' Speckledclaw with the softhearts and the wimps."

[Darky [Megan]]

Orangestorm frowned. "I can try, but that Speckledclaw cat seems to be pretty keen on being involved in 'unting duties. Still, that's ten days for me to try." He tried to recall which cats had appeared physically tougher and weighed the odds of him convincing them to all go on a hunt together.

[Thistle]

"Fine," she replied, shrugging nonchalantly. If they had even agreed, there was still the problem of finding the blue-gray tom anyways. "You know, we could still distract some of them with the kits. Have a couple of the weak ones be lured away by a kit in trouble, and that'll probably leave Speckledclaw an even smaller fighting force. Attacking her'd be easier."

[moddy]

"Well.. If Speckledclaw insists on going on the hunt.. Then why don't you, Orangestorm, offer to go on the hunt, instead, and bring Speckledclaw and some of the weak ones with you? That way, on the way to where the rats or whatever supposedly are, we could throw the kits into the situation and get the softies distracted and while they're paying attention to the kits, we can get to Speckledclaw," she mewed with a nod at Shadestream, liking the luring away bit. "Maybe we could have one kit lead them away to where their sibling is supposedly in danger or something. I dunno. That make sense you cats?" Beetlepaw shrugged. It had made sense in her head, but sounded a little weird when said out loud.

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[nyla]

((If it's too late to join, feel free to kick me out. Ten invited me. *Points* It's all her fault, I swear! xO (Jk)))

Surrounded by bones, corpses, and the scent of rotting flesh. What better way to spend the day? Silverstone wasn't sure what had brought her here. Perhaps boredom, perhaps some buried memory anxious to be unearthed. She wrinkled her nose and flattened her ears, as if that would grant some relief from the penetrating stench of death. Lost in thought and unheeding of where she placed her paws, she tripped. Cursing to quietly, she turned to confront the offending object. A clean white skull, long dead, and since picked by scavengers of it's remaining flesh, stared back at her. Rather unnerved by the empty sockets, Silverstone turned, and trotted quickly away from it. Yet her fur prickled at the thought of that empty face that had once breathed as she did now, with a mind and memory of it's own. She shivered, and turned her mind away from that thought. Were those voices she heard? Who? Why would they be out wandering the boneyard? Though she wasn't one to talk. Curious in spite of herself, she padded closer, and crouched down to listen. She wasn't trying to eavesdrop, she told herself. She was simply curious. Too curious for her own good. She swished her tail in annoyance. The clatter of bones startled her, making her jump. So much for the stealthy approach. She sighed quietly to herself. Nothing for it now. She padded out from her hiding place, trying to look nonchalant.

((Ack, got a little carried away there. Whoops x3))

[Thistle]

"Mhm, that's a good idea. All we need to do is find the kits, get the Clanners to make a hunting party, and see whether Speckledclaw goes on the patrol or not. If she doesn't, Orangestorm is going to try to separate the weak and the strong ones-" she gave the tom a curt nod "-but if she does, we'll simply resort to Beetle-" Shadestream cut off abruptly at a loud clatter, narrowing her eyes suspiciously. "Who's there?"

[Ten]

"Hey!" Grimykit barked, getting to his paws. "What in the walls d'ya thinks ya doin', hangin' 'round here like that while we's talkin' 'bout our plans? You some sorta spy?" He narrowed his one green eye, the other one too crusty and congealed from the wound to work. "I tells ya, I don't let nobody spy on me. You a spy, huh? Are ya?"