Blossomfall ran towards the limp shape.
"Ivypool!"
Brokenstar turned on her, and she felt life slipping through her claws.
"Greet Ivypool for me."
"No!" She managed to gasp before she blacked out.
Tawnypelt stared at Hawkfrost, eyes narrowed.
Perfect.
Oh just try she-cat.
I can and I will. I know that you can't defend yourself after… Scourge.
Why you-
Tawnypelt slammed into Hawkfrost's mind, interrupting him.
She felt power surge through her; his energy.
Now she was ready- or as ready as she was going to get.
Tawnypelt closed her eyes and forced herself into the energy world.
"You will pay for what you've done!"
Brokenstar was ready for her. He already had a knife in his paw, and hurled it with deadly accuracy.
She screamed as it buried itself into her paw. She rolled, withdrawing her own weapon; a spear.
She threw, watching it sail gracefully, and hissed with rage as it missed her target.
Before Brokenstar could move, she threw a dagger at him. All of their weapons were made from energy.
The dagger hit Brokenstar squarely in his side. She felt satisfaction distract her when he let out a yowl of agony.
Claws unsheathed, he lunged, quickly forming knifes in his paws.
Tawnypelt crumpled at the pain when the sharp things pierced her flesh.
He shoved her down, pinning her under his weight.
"What were you saying?"
