WindClan RolePlay

Blacktwister finally spotted the rabbits, she could see their ears above the grass. She immediately slowed her pace and moved toward the rabbits, her belly only a tails width above the ground.
She started to circle the rabbits, her paws were silent as she moved across the grass. She watched the way the rabbits moved and interacted. Finally, she chose the closest to go for. Maybe if she caught that one quickly she could get another before the rest disappeared into their dens.

Blacktwister fixed her eyes on her target. She moved a little closer and then charged for the rabbit. She made one leap, claws extended and landed on the rabbits back. Her prey wriggled and screamed below her. She quickly sunk her teeth into its neck to end its suffering.
The rabbit had barely gone limp before Blacktwister was racing after another.

Blacktwister had no idea what hit her. She hadn't seen Blackforce because she was so focused on the rabbits and the Deputy's scent had been masked by the stench of the ThunderPath.

At first she thought a rabbit had tripped her but then she felt claws in her pelt. Blacktwister hissed, she tumbled to the ground. She kicked out hard, her paw connected with her attacker. She felt the grip on her let up and Blacktwister sprang to her paws, clawing at the cat. It was a moment before she realized her foe was in fact friend. She lashed her tail and swatted at Blackforce, claws unsheathed, not caring that the she-cat was her Deputy.

"What was that for!" Blacktwister spat, barely containing her rage.

Blacktwister scoffed, "No Shadowclan cat could catch a rabbit on the moors." She growled. Anger still made her fur stand up in a line along her back. She sank her claws into the ground, wishing she could sink them into the she cat.

Blacktwister followed Blackforce's gaze. She wasn't as inclined to keep quiet about where she thought blame for loss of prey rested. "I could have had that rabbit if it wasn't for you." Blacktwister hissed. She circled the Deputy, if she couldn't have a fight with claws, she would have a fight with tongues.

Blacktwister moved a little closer. She stopped in front of Blackforce, so there was barely a whisker's width between their noses. Blacktwister could sense that Blackforce would be difficult to rattle. Blacktwister's desire to claw something was greater than her ability to unhinge a cat as collected as Blackforce.
"No, I would have." Irritation and barely contained rage shook her voice. Blacktwister looked into Blackforce's eyes. She could see her own anger reflected back at her. Blacktwister knew Blackforce was angry, she could sense it, like sensing an old friend's presence. But it was a little different, it was controlled far more than Blacktwister's own, wild and unpredictable.

Blacktwister still had an ounce of control left, but it didn't stand up long to the influx of uncontrollable rage that rushed through her. With the anger came an impossible wave of energy. Energy for destruction. She had no choice, she had to use it. She had to destroy something. She chose that cat in front of her.

Blacktwister didn't make a sound, she didn't waste her black energy on frivolous noises. She reared, grabbed Blackforce with one paw, used it to propel herself onto the Deputy's back, where she sank her teeth into Blackforce's scruff and clawed her back and shoulders.

Blacktwister rolled to her paws. The untamed, violent emotions running through her, threw reason away, but what she lacked in planning she made up in speed and sheer force. She felt no pain, she felt no guilt and inhibitions were a thing of the passed.

Blacktwister leaped for Blackforce. She landed right in front of the other she-cat. Not missing a beat, she ducked her head under Blackforce's chin and head butted Blackforce in the chest, knocking the deputy off her paws. Blacktwister raked her claws down Blackforce's belly, blood sprung up from her pelt, covering Blacktwister's paws as she held Blackforce down. She wasn't interested in restraining her opponent, or showing the she was the better fighter. Nothing less than destruction was acceptable.

Blacktwister immediately rolled to her paws. Black energy clouded her mind and raged through her body, causing her limbs to shake.
She didn't hesitate, Blacktwister charged, barreling into Blackforce. She clawed and bit any bit of pelt she could reach, even at one point clawing herself, without realizing it.

Blacktwister stopped her attack for a moment. Her muddled mind only felt the pain in her leg as a distant discomfort.
Blacktwister kicked out with the leg Blackforce had attached to. Blackforce's teeth ripped Blacktwister's leg as it moved back and forth. Blood streamed from the increasingly severe wound. Blacktwister gave up trying to escape and kicked Blackforce in the face. The deputy's tenacity was great, but Blacktwister's clouded desperation and determination was greater. She kicked until Blackforce's grip was loosened enough to free her leg. Blacktwister staggered to her feet. Her legs shook beneath her, partially because of the build up of energy and partially because of loss of blood.

Blacktwister stared at Blackforce, trying to understand the words she was saying. She shook her head. The black energy was quickly leaving her body, leaving it shaking uncontrollably. She dropped to her belly, her mind was clearing and pain was returning.