@Sasukewolf (madness)

As Ebonymist and Lostface spoke, two pairs of eyes watched from the shadows. One pair belonged to a pure black tom, his gaze yellow and full of hatred and contempt. Dodge, having already picked out his victim- the female- he was prepared to attack. Of course, he had to wait on the commander's command; something he was ready for. His eyes gleamed murderously, watching the orange and black pelt of his target shift in the moonlight, his mouth curling into a grotesque mockery of a dreamy smile. Dodge parted his mouth slightly, revealing shining yellow fangs ready to pierce through that beautiful fur and tear through her. He also hoped she would fight back- he never did like attacking complacent females. Dying on the battlefield was the most honorable way to go, and he wanted that beautiful she-cat to die with honor. His ran his tongue over his jaws, preparing for the signal to attack; his muscles tensed up, waiting to spring from the shadows. His eyes tracked Halite as he made his way towards the leaders, and his grin widened. It was time.
“The Dusk Syndicate has arrived, and we take no mercy. Attack!”
A yowl tore from Dodge's throat as he leaped into the fray, his paws hitting the ground and tearing up the dirt beneath him. His eyes were focused only on the female, his claws unsheathed and ready to maim that beautiful pelt. A crazed laugh tore itself from his lungs as he ran towards Ebonymist, his claws connecting with her side and tearing through her pelt as he pinned her down.
Ebonymist, a look of surprise on her face as she heard Halite's words, didn't have time to react. She heard the cackling from the Dusk Syndicate cat, but didn't turn around in time to block the attack. Her yowl of pain was loud, but the look on her face was furious. She kicked her hind legs out, the paws connecting with Dodge's stomach and throwing him up into the air, giving her barely enough time to scramble up onto her paws to take a defensive position. Her fiery amber eyes watched Dodge land on the ground, leaping to his paws with fury in his own eyes. "Who are you?" She hissed, circling him. Her ears twitched faintly, hearing the yowls and slashing of claws from all around her.
"You can call me... Dodge." The black tom purred, his eyes roaming over her. "What a nice pelt you've got there, Gorgeous." He tapped her nose with a claw, smirking. "Mind if I take it?" He lunged, once more pinning Ebonymist to the ground. The two tussled, claws raking at each other with furious swipes and gleeful shouts of joy from Dodge as he continued his furious attack. It was clear to him that Ebonymist was beginning to tire, which meant he was getting closer to his goal.
"You mutt!" Ebonymist spat, raking her back claws against Dodge's stomach and drawing blood.