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The our of war was upon them. Now, drawing closer to the Rainclan territory, every cat had better call upon their beliefs and courage, for all hell will break loose. It had been many moons since all the clans had fought like this. Back then Dimlight was but a fresh new warrior. Hungry for battle, ready to prove himself. But he was young and had all of his clan to fight for. Now things have not changed so much, although Dimlight was a seasoned warrior now. He was more focused than ever before. We knew exactly was he was fighting for. He knew that loosing meant the destruction of all the clans under the rule of a crazed cat.

Dimlight was a father now and a mate. He had 6 huge reasons to unleash Starclan's wrath on these rogues, to have their fur fly all across the land and warn anyone who might think of threatening the peace of the clans.
He was at the front of the Gladeclan line of cats. All of them ready to fly out of the river, eyes blazing, hearts beating as one.

And the signal came. Chillstar led the first wave of the mighty attack. All of Gladeclan crashed down on the unsuspecting rogues like a gigantic wave. Dimlight quickly found himself an opponent to sink his claws in, finishing him quickly with a heavy swipe across their throat. The tactic was to move fast and scatter, creating as much commotion as possible.

He moved on to the next enemy and the next and the next. Around him, Gladeclan was rushing from side to side and fighting with all they had. By this time Moonclan and Fireclan warriors had also swarmed the den. The dead of night was awoken with screams and hisses, growls and yowls, bodies falling and thrown. The river was red with all the blood being spilled in it, the rocks and pebbles glistening with the stuff as well.

Dimlight was covered in the blood of his enemies but also his own. In the fights he had sustained a few injuries, although nothing could stop his advance to the next enemy. Though tired and panting, he didn't stop, the blood from a scratch in his head flooding his left eye, as if he were going blind. His claws and fangs stained as he pulled a paw over his latest victim, some young and feisty tom, just as eager for the battle as he were.

A small she-cat came rushing to Dimlight from behind, her claw out-stretched with a furious yowl. She was as young and foolish as she looked. Dimlight tore at her face with a strike from his back leg, hauling her where she stood, only to fall over from the force. She was no match for a larger, ore experienced warrior. But Dimlight took pity on the little creature, her eyes teary and her snout drawn in a snarl as he stood over her, pinning down the patched silvery body, his claws sinking in her thick fur. She was mostly likely being forced to fight. He took her by her scruff and threw into the river, perhaps the strong current would lead her away. The rogue cat was no swimmer.

Dimlight threw himself in the fray once more, backing up his friend Nimblestrike as he was being swarmed by a little too many enemies. Just as he jumped one of them, a second was taken by a silvery she-cat, Junipermoon. A momentary glance was exchanged. She seemed to have the same flame in her eyes as Dimlight.
They were both fighting to secure a bright future for their new families - for their dear mates and innocent little kits.

Starclan give him the strength to protect them all!

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Ahhhhh man look at my boi
get rekt Dreamstar
I used motion blur for the first timeee
PS is doing me great favors here xD I really wanted to show some movement here
dimboi better take a rest soon, he probably won't scrape away without a new scar somewhere. Although I'm not sure if I;ll give him one, but seeing all the scratches I ended up doing on him I might consider it. Don;t want to ruin his perfect face tho xD

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Description

The our of war was upon them. Now, drawing closer to the Rainclan territory, every cat had better call upon their beliefs and courage, for all hell will break loose. It had been many moons since all the clans had fought like this. Back then Dimlight was but a fresh new warrior. Hungry for battle, ready to prove himself. But he was young and had all of his clan to fight for. Now things have not changed so much, although Dimlight was a seasoned warrior now. He was more focused than ever before. We knew exactly was he was fighting for. He knew that loosing meant the destruction of all the clans under the rule of a crazed cat.

Dimlight was a father now and a mate. He had 6 huge reasons to unleash Starclan's wrath on these rogues, to have their fur fly all across the land and warn anyone who might think of threatening the peace of the clans.
He was at the front of the Gladeclan line of cats. All of them ready to fly out of the river, eyes blazing, hearts beating as one.

And the signal came. Chillstar led the first wave of the mighty attack. All of Gladeclan crashed down on the unsuspecting rogues like a gigantic wave. Dimlight quickly found himself an opponent to sink his claws in, finishing him quickly with a heavy swipe across their throat. The tactic was to move fast and scatter, creating as much commotion as possible.

He moved on to the next enemy and the next and the next. Around him, Gladeclan was rushing from side to side and fighting with all they had. By this time Moonclan and Fireclan warriors had also swarmed the den. The dead of night was awoken with screams and hisses, growls and yowls, bodies falling and thrown. The river was red with all the blood being spilled in it, the rocks and pebbles glistening with the stuff as well.

Dimlight was covered in the blood of his enemies but also his own. In the fights he had sustained a few injuries, although nothing could stop his advance to the next enemy. Though tired and panting, he didn't stop, the blood from a scratch in his head flooding his left eye, as if he were going blind. His claws and fangs stained as he pulled a paw over his latest victim, some young and feisty tom, just as eager for the battle as he were.

A small she-cat came rushing to Dimlight from behind, her claw out-stretched with a furious yowl. She was as young and foolish as she looked. Dimlight tore at her face with a strike from his back leg, hauling her where she stood, only to fall over from the force. She was no match for a larger, ore experienced warrior. But Dimlight took pity on the little creature, her eyes teary and her snout drawn in a snarl as he stood over her, pinning down the patched silvery body, his claws sinking in her thick fur. She was mostly likely being forced to fight. He took her by her scruff and threw into the river, perhaps the strong current would lead her away. The rogue cat was no swimmer.

Dimlight threw himself in the fray once more, backing up his friend Nimblestrike as he was being swarmed by a little too many enemies. Just as he jumped one of them, a second was taken by a silvery she-cat, Junipermoon. A momentary glance was exchanged. She seemed to have the same flame in her eyes as Dimlight.
They were both fighting to secure a bright future for their new families - for their dear mates and innocent little kits.

Starclan give him the strength to protect them all!

____________________________________

Ahhhhh man look at my boi
get rekt Dreamstar
I used motion blur for the first timeee
PS is doing me great favors here xD I really wanted to show some movement here
dimboi better take a rest soon, he probably won't scrape away without a new scar somewhere. Although I'm not sure if I;ll give him one, but seeing all the scratches I ended up doing on him I might consider it. Don;t want to ruin his perfect face tho xD

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Mentioned character belong to their respectful owners!
You are NOT allowed to use my artwork without my permission!