#flareblaze

The night was dark and gloomy, with rain bounding down to the fighting cats' pelts like it was flooding. An orange tabby tom with hazel eyes and a small, poofy, bunny-like tail ran through the fighting MoonClan and HollowClan cats like a quick bolt of lightning.

The cat glanced over at his denmate, who was fighting a flame-colored tom with green eyes from HollowClan. Not fighting great, either as the tom knew fighting wasn't always a valid response. This battle sure wasn't. The orange tom looked at his denmate, and put his ears down as he knew this battle was pointless. All HollowClan's leader wanted was attention. Why couldn't his leader see that the same way? But his thoughts were suddenly doused out as a huge bolt of lightning struck something nearby.

"Eek!" He screeched.

"Why don't you get out there and fight O- Carrottail!" One of his fellow hairless clanmates hissed loudly at him.

Carrottail bowed his head and barreled into a cluster of HollowClan cats, having two of his clanmates surrounded. He looked at their bristling pelts. One of them was a black she-cat and the other was a pale orange tabby tom. Carrottail growled as he unsheathed his claws and, though quite hesitantly, flew himself at the HollowClan warriors.

"Jetfur! Emberfang! Y'all must fight!" He yowled.

The two warriors froze as Carrottail was thrown off his paws, and the loose HollowClan cats targeted him now, pinning him into a corner.

"Sister! Emberfang!" He heard from afar. It was Jetfur's brother and a very mysterious, yet still a very well-respected warrior.

He and two others, including the hairless apprentice, hissed as they fended off the invading HollowClan cats.

"This battle has gotten difficult, but as long as Wildstar is still fighting, then we must fight." A bengal tom growled to the HollowClan cats.

But somehow, Carrottail pointed his ears elsewhere, where he turned and saw HollowClan's brutal leader, Wildstar, atop of his own leader.

"Your life is almost under the receiving end of my powerful paws, Jaggedstar! MoonClan is not allowed to thrive, not under my leadership. I can't believe you let your clan go as easily as you did, especially on your last life." Wildstar sneered.

"How- did you know that?" Jaggedstar, the MoonClan leader, croaked.

"Perhaps we shouldn't go that far into details. All you must know, is that you are done for. You had a good run, my *friend*. Good riddance." Wildstar finally jeered before lifting up his large, unsheathed paw, slashing as quickly as he could accross Jaggedstar's limp body.

Wanted to polish up some sketches from this post

Mistral and Novabird don’t comment on it. Nova knows how stubborn his baby sister can be, and she’s tough enough that Slipup can’t hurt her in any way.

Novabird-video games and fancy/dangerous stunts (parkour I guess??), also enjoys singing and sparring.

Flareblaze-similar to his big brother (minus singing), but more into racing than stunts.

Gracequake-video games, reading, writing, napping and making/eating treats. Occasionally she does spar but her brothers are hesitant to ask her for a fight since she wins pretty much every time.

Mistral-reading, sparring, singing.

Not really, Mistral wasn’t the kind of kid to do that kind of thing, and, assuming this is before Getaway is found out to be a major jerk, Novabird has no reason to torment anyone.

Flare was probably still too young to really be a menace, but also I don’t pay attention to timelines with these kids.

However if it’s after, then none of the parents would let Getaway near any of the kids.

Mistral seemed to prefer people his parents were closest to, so Whirl. Magnus and Megatron were ok too, because they were more calm, which he liked. He probably would’ve liked Fort Max too.

Ok.

Slipup is a car like Getaway.

Mistral is a jet like Cyclonus.

Novabird is kind of a hybrid vehicle (think something like Tracks) like jet and race car combo. Out of his siblings he’s the only one that can fly.

Flareblaze is a race car, probably like a skinnier version of Roddy’s alt or something.