Kiwipaw ran into the midst of the battle. Fighting cats and clans appeared in her vision. She could smell blood and sour wounds. Please stop this madness! She thought desperately. She decided to find her mentor, Nightsky. The grey apprentice wandered through the crowds of cats, dodging contact with any of them. "Nightsky! Nightsky!" She called, searching for the dark-furred molly. "Who are you looking for?" A familiar voice asked. "Raventuft?" Kiwipaw asked curiously. Sure enough, the black and white tom was walking towards her. "Well, I'm looking for my mentor, Nightsky." She replied easily to the tom. "I'll help you, I have nothing better to do" Raventuft replied solemly. Kiwipaw looked around one last time in that spot for Nightsky. Why are we fighting?
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