Ice strode into camp, the fur standing on her back. She had gone hunting, cause leave it to Amer to miss all the action.Shadowblaze laughed and spat, "Weakling!"
"What... in the name of all the dear beautiful fallen stars is going on here?"
Her razor-sharp claws flexed, and she tugged the last poor dead patch of grass in the clearing out of the ground violently.
Ice ran quickly toward Shadowblaze, throwing her to the ground. "What are you doing here, interloper?" She hissed.
Wind helped Meadow in whatever she was doing.
Frog waited for instruction, being a hunter with no fighting skills whatsoever.