Camp for Tribe of Poisonous Shadows

Shadowsayer: I think for a moment. "Faded Moss of Still Rock can host it." (BAHAHAHAHAHA)

Midnight Horror's: "But she doesn't no anything." I argue. "That's why only kits that have been trained, full grown cats, host it!"

Shadowsayer: "I chose her because she knows nothing about it. I want to see how she copes with the pressure of not knowing anything and running it." (so much evil)

Midnight Horror's: My face hardens. "So you throw away the rules, and codes, just to see that." I growl. "The kits have made you fluff brained, it says no kits can host, neither can to-be's!"

Shadowsayer: I snarl. "I am the ruler! You dare challenge me?"

MIdnight Horror's: "You dare challenge the dead ones, who have laid these rules out for good reason!"

Shadowsayer: Rage boils in my guts. "Fine! Owl That Hunts At Night can host!"

Owl That Hunts At Night: I pad strongly to the older elders, leaving the younger ones to wait a bit. I stand beside Cloud That Covers Moon, grinning with bloodied teeth.
Cold Moon On Stone: I smile while my runt is killed, disgusted at thought of ever having a runt in my litter. I proudly surround my strong and healthy kits, protecting them from those who think they are worthless.

Cloud That Covers Moon: I snarl at Owl

Owl That Hunts At Night: I ignore her, grinning and growling with glee. I lightly pierce her neck, not fatally, I scrape down her back with a single claw, cutting into the flesh. I scratch at her legs and tail, enjoying every moment. Blood covers my claws and stains my fur.

Cloud That Covers Moon: I hiss, shoot forward, whip around and smack Owl in the face with my claws

Owl That Hunts At Night: I ignore her hit as it was meerly nothing. I hiss and growl, digging my teeth deep into her neck. I then snap it, just to be sure, with my claws digging in, coating them with blood. (This was fun and disgusting to write XD)

Midnight Horror's: I watch Owl That Hunts At Night, smiling. I flick my tail, purring. "Lucky cat." I mew.

Owl That Hunts At Night: I grin at Midnight Horror as Cloud That Covers Moon lays limp in my paws. I drop her and head over to Midnight Horror, "How was it killing Faded?"

Midnight Horror's: I purr louder. "She hated it, I loved it, she struggled, but it failed. Also, congratulations on hosting the Tournament."

Cloud That Covers Moon: I die
Shadowsayer: I watch Owl. "Yes. It is an honor to host it."

Owl That Hunts At Night: "I bet she did. Also, thank you." I smile.

Midnight Horror's: I dip my head. "Are you going to make anything special for this Tournament?"

Shadowsayer: I tilt my head. "Are you?"

Owl That Hunts At Night: "I was thinking to fight in trees for a change. It'll be difficult but interesting."

Midnight Horror's: I lick my claws. "Very interesting." I look around and smile sweetly at Moon.

Owl That Hunts At Night: I nod with a sly smile as she looks at Moon. I giggle.

Moon That Gives Light: I feel my eartips burn. (cat's don't have tears and they can't BLUSH. Erin described their embarrassment as 'Brambleclaw's fur burned with embarrassment' or 'Dovewing's ear tips burnt with embarrassment'. Just saying )

(WHO CARES!)
Midnight Horror's: I pad over to the tom. "Hello again." I say.

(lol)
Moon That Gives Light (I'm just going to write Moon from now on): I feel my fur grow warm. "Hi again."