Blades broke the barrier of flesh and bone, the dark liquid which coursed with life throughout her body cut away and flushed into the open blue world; the massive figure held not much power against the wolf's maws, her black body brushed away with a single head motion. Claws ripped through the flesh of her chest, fresh waves of nausea clouding her mind as more blood ran out from her inside, a hollow kick to the ribs screamed with pain and agony as the femme's figure crumpled to the brittle grounds.
Lime green audits swam with pain, the blood shed mingling around her blackened body; Warsong, for all the hurt she felt reach out to life and grasped onto the angry blood lust the lived within her, being able to stand proudly once more.
"Let him go you dirty piece of mutt filth!"

Feeling the air tear away at her fur, the femme's strong echoed yowl chasing after Drim as well; pumping legs, tail flagging like a banner behind her, Warsong brought up the chase, Starclan being the fastest cats in the forest proving their worth.

ooc: Lolz thats ok! Love the face by the way xD

bic: There was no screaming, no yowls of pain that should have erupted from the black femme's maws...it was just silence. She sunk in and out of consciousness and unconsciousness as if she were drunk, the thrones impaling each part of her body, puncturing skin and vital organs. Silver lines etched themselves clearly into her black mind, the vivid sticks dancing and swirling about her in a frenzy. Starclan's screams echoing and blundering in ear drums, the dreadful noise making her ears bleed. Lime audit's blinked, weighed down by the numbness that held her in cold clutches, shadows obscuring vision into a inky darkness that suffocated.

Nothing is real......but I won't give up...

"Did I say Filth? My mistake, I meant Fruit cake!"
Tearing through tree branches, blood and twigs spiraling around her in a mass of wind. Massive black form latched itself onto the dog's muzzle, weaponry plunging into the beast's audits, sending forth a spray of maroon liquid.

I breath battle, I live war....I can never die as long as you keep on living.....

ooc: Haha, someone in my class called this guy a fruit cake, and then i accidentally called my friend a fruit cake xD

The massive black form convulsed, dark inky blood spilling forth and claiming the earth below, soaking the soil in red blood. This time however she did not lift to her paws, only lay on the cool forest floors, a light chuckle tinkling from voice box. She wouldn't deny it, this was pathetic, she was miserable and weak....but it wouldn't last much longer, no she had fought this beast and learned it's power and attacks, the next time they met she would kill.
Warsong gutted it out and rocked to large paws, cranium sagging with an invisible weight, taking small slow steps the femme headed back for Darkclan to see the medicine cat.
This battle was far from over, the thoughts mingling inside her mind as soft green leaves brushed her bloodied pelt and welcomed her into her foster home.