Embrace The... Blood [Dead]

[♫Mistedfire♪]

Whip walked down the alleyway, murmuring sometimes. Usually what he said sounded something like: "I remember-that's Jang's blood. Tinder sure took him out." or "Ahh... That's where I got Runt." He usually said these when he was looking at blood splotches. Some were faded pink marks, others fresh and crimson.

Whip seemed lost in thought and unaware of his surroundings, but in reality, he was alert. For food, for Breaker. For any Clanmate. Especially Frenzy. His ear still had a tear in it, outlined in pink. The mottled brown cat cast his pale green gaze on the road ahead.

A very long, bloody road.

[~*Swift*~]

Slash stared at him with her good eye. But both were narrowed. She didn't truth any other cat except master Breaker. She served no cat except him. She rippled a snarl at the cat as she padded after him, placing one delicate paw in front of the other. She wanted to jump and attack. But something held her back. Would Breaker be...angry with her? No...he couldn't! Thy evilness never gets mad at his clanmate attacking another. She got into a low crouch in the shadows, making sure he couldn't see or hear her. She counted to three. On three, she jumped at the tom. Her claws were out. She was crazed. She let out a hiss. She hissed with her claws outsreached. She only wanted to kill.

[♫Mistedfire♪]

Whip heard the snarl—it was warning enough. He knew the voice of Slash anywhere. Slash meant danger. He heard the hiss and whirled. As Whip saw the deadly claws, he put the force from his turn into rolling down and away from his crazed clanmate. "Never back down. NEVER!" Frenzy's voice rang in his mind. Placing a forepaw out to stop his roll and bit out. Bad for him, his sister had clouded his judgment. His chin was clawed, but he ignored it and changed force to seek below the claws. At Slash's chest and belly.

Pale green eyes glimmered. That was what Frenzy would have done.

[~*Swift*~]

Claws sank into her chest. She yowled in pain. Her claws streached forward as she tried to claw his ace. Fur flew and hissing spits rang in the air. She knew that this cat didn't find Breaker as his true leader. But Breaker was her master, the one she would do even the most insane things for! "Traitor!" she hissed in his ear, her voice cold.

[♫Mistedfire♪]

[WTF? Where did it say that?]

"I find you tratorous, attempting to murder a Clanmate. Against Breaker's orders." Whip snarled, pulling his face back and kicking back at Slash with his hind feet. His mottled brown cheek bled slightly from a fresh clawmark, but his sister was an excellent fighter. And so was he.

His eyes darkened in rage. "Traitor" was a bad word to say to Whip. Tail lashing, he struck out again.