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it's been way too long since i've uploaded i'm sorry i'll try and get back in the swing of things
EDIT: wow! 16 favorites over night, i don't know how to thank you all! i'm glad you liked this!

Roleplay:

Snaketail hissed, protecting the camp. he was certainly pissed at the attack the stone-rats had pulled upon it earlier, and during it, taking his won pregnant mate and apprentice. A light gray tom cat with darker markings came charing towards him, his yellow eyes glowing with anger as he lept at the HighClan cat. Snaketail hissed and tried to avoid the tom's attack by lunging to the side "StoneClan-scum!" Despite Snaketail's lunge, the tom's claw hooked and tore his ear as he landed beside him and twisted to slash at him with another hiss. The tom hissed, his bloody ear throbbing in pain. The tom had hit really well despite missing. Snaketail growled and jumped at Bonetalon, hoping to get a good hit upon the tom. The gray cat ket out a yowl and leapt up match his leap, but their strength was equal and they were both sent back to the ground. The Stoneclan tom recovered quickly, now it was just a matter of who was faster. The tom quickly got to his feet and began to circle his opponent, a HighClan technique usually used for hunting. The opposing cat turned his head to watch him, but dug his claws into the ground for more spring and speed when the time came for him to move. Snaketail hissed, but inside he felt more hope. He was larger and more muscular than his opponent. But it obviously wouldn't be easy "You have alot of guts coming here.. Hunting on our territory"

"Hh, so now WE'RE the trespassers?" he hissed "I picked up your stench on Stoneclan territory. This is payback." He growled with a smirk. Unlike Snaketail, this tom lacked much muscle, but made up for it with his speed and agility. He leapt at him quickly, knocking him down and fixing his teeth into his chest. The tom hissed, and instead of trying to shake the tom off, dug his claws into the flesh found above his eyes and began to claw his way down, closer and closer to the opening upon the feline's face. He let out a shriek of distress and pulled off the tom quickly as his silver face went red, bringing a tuff of chest fur and a small chunk of flesh with him and spitting it at the ground. Snaketail rolled onto his feet and smiled disgustingly in glory at his hit, his claws and white paw were stained red with blood. The opposing tom shot him a wicked glare and yowled furiously with one finally leap at him...

Snaketail belongs to
Bonetalon and the art is mine

Description
it's been way too long since i've uploaded i'm sorry i'll try and get back in the swing of things
EDIT: wow! 16 favorites over night, i don't know how to thank you all! i'm glad you liked this!

Roleplay:

Snaketail hissed, protecting the camp. he was certainly pissed at the attack the stone-rats had pulled upon it earlier, and during it, taking his won pregnant mate and apprentice. A light gray tom cat with darker markings came charing towards him, his yellow eyes glowing with anger as he lept at the HighClan cat. Snaketail hissed and tried to avoid the tom's attack by lunging to the side "StoneClan-scum!" Despite Snaketail's lunge, the tom's claw hooked and tore his ear as he landed beside him and twisted to slash at him with another hiss. The tom hissed, his bloody ear throbbing in pain. The tom had hit really well despite missing. Snaketail growled and jumped at Bonetalon, hoping to get a good hit upon the tom. The gray cat ket out a yowl and leapt up match his leap, but their strength was equal and they were both sent back to the ground. The Stoneclan tom recovered quickly, now it was just a matter of who was faster. The tom quickly got to his feet and began to circle his opponent, a HighClan technique usually used for hunting. The opposing cat turned his head to watch him, but dug his claws into the ground for more spring and speed when the time came for him to move. Snaketail hissed, but inside he felt more hope. He was larger and more muscular than his opponent. But it obviously wouldn't be easy "You have alot of guts coming here.. Hunting on our territory"

"Hh, so now WE'RE the trespassers?" he hissed "I picked up your stench on Stoneclan territory. This is payback." He growled with a smirk. Unlike Snaketail, this tom lacked much muscle, but made up for it with his speed and agility. He leapt at him quickly, knocking him down and fixing his teeth into his chest. The tom hissed, and instead of trying to shake the tom off, dug his claws into the flesh found above his eyes and began to claw his way down, closer and closer to the opening upon the feline's face. He let out a shriek of distress and pulled off the tom quickly as his silver face went red, bringing a tuff of chest fur and a small chunk of flesh with him and spitting it at the ground. Snaketail rolled onto his feet and smiled disgustingly in glory at his hit, his claws and white paw were stained red with blood. The opposing tom shot him a wicked glare and yowled furiously with one finally leap at him...

Snaketail belongs to
Bonetalon and the art is mine