Chapter 2

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Leopardpaw

She felt her claws break through the warriors flesh. She Snarled as she leaped off the warrior. He was staring at her maliciously. He snarled at her then leaped up high, he's trying to get on my back she thought. A wave of shock hit her as she felt claws rake through her belly.

She immediately felt breath on her tail and battered her opponents face with her hind legs. She felt to the side as she felt heavy weight knock her down. Darkclan cats aren't Quick! She thought. She lifted her head to see a tawny black she-cat staring down at her. "Stay away from Kestrel." She heard her snarl. Kestrelclaw she thought. She had seen him at gatherings sitting with a tawny black she-cat.

The She-cat on top of her must be Russetpetal- in this realm, Russet. The Darkclan cat has her muzzle barely a mouse-length away, she could scent Russet's horrible breath, and tried not to flinch, it would look like she was afraid.

She felt power surge through her legs, she stuck them up and battered at Russet's belly. The warrior yowled and arched her back, her belly out of reach. "Say good-bye, kit." Russet spat at her.

A purple blur slammed into russet's flank. He scrambled to her paws to see Violet clumsily swiping at Russet, Reedpaw has joined in, battering Kestrel. She was the best fighter out of her littermates, and out of all the apprentices. She leaped towards Reedpaw and spat at Kestrel. "Mange-pelt!" Spat back Kestrel.

She froze as she scented blood. Unsure who it was coming from she jerked her head towards Violet. Her littermate was laying limp under the hold of Russet.

She Screeched and hurled herself at Russet. Violet still hadn't moved. Russet lifted her paw as if to halt Leopardpaw or to swipe at Violet. Violet was murmuring, unsure of what she was saying.

Russet looked up early enough to duck. She flew straight over the warrior and winced as she felt pain Slice through her, she felt in mostly in her exposed belly.

She skidded to a stop and twisted around to glare at Russet.

She saw black dots dancing in her vision, too tired she felt her wakefulness slipping away. She struggled to stay conscious. She heard the yowl Of mupltiple cats, perhaps Starclan greeting her. But she recognized the yowl,

Featherstep?

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