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Lemonberry continued to fight as best as she could, everytime a new wound opened on her pelt and she felt like crawling into her nest, she thought of her clan. They need me. I am a loyal windclan cat. she thought to herself. But it didn't help that she kept catching glimpses of Cactusclaw in the battle.
 
When Dewwhisper's patrol arrived at the camp, color drained from each cat's face. Each WindClan cat was being battered by at least two from ThunderClan and ShadowClan. "Windwhisker?" mewed Dewwhisper. "Where are you?"

"Oh thank Starclan you're here. They've severely outnumbered us." Mewed Windwhisker, exhaustion overwhelming her.
"Spread out and help WindClan!" Ordered Dewwhisper. He turned to Windwhisker. "What can I do?"
"I've got a cat in the medicine den who's SEVERELY injured. She was critically hurt after a border fight yesterday, and a cat attacked her today too. Can you help her?"
"Nasty mange-pelts," mewed Dewwhisper, drawing back his lips. "Hurting innocent cats." He hurried over to the medicine den as Windwhisker joined the battle.
 
Sparrowfur's belly hurt worse than before, a tiny bit of the wound was reopened and her chest was bleeding a bit, not much, though. She heard Dewwhisper outside. Yes! Riverclan has come to help!
Lemonberry caught sight of a few Riverclan cats behind the three ShadowClan cats and inwardly cheered. Her happieness didn't last long before her tail hit the edge of the camp wall. She couldn't back up any further.
 
Slowly, Stormclaw, Umberstar, and the rest of the WindClan cats in the patrol drew their battle onto the moor where they could fight better. Now they were even, the ShadowClan warriors still outnumbered the WindClan, but on the moor they weren't such good fighters.

Until Stormclaw heard the noises coming from the WindClan camp.

"Our camp is under attack!" He yowled. He wanted to claw the smug looks off the faces off the two enemies he was fighting. Oh yeah, he thought. This is a battle. Clawing is legal. He clawed at their faces. He only hit one, but savored the moment.
 

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