Ripplestripe perked her ears. A battle, she thought. Ripplestripe knew about the growing tension between the Syndicate and Skyclan, but she did not see the battle coming today. Ripplestripe was never the battle hungry type like others she knew. She preferred to go on long, peaceful hunts and sun bathe, letting her fur absorb the yellow rays. Ripplestripe realized she was running, faster than she ever had before. Her nose led her toward her leader and she was determined to win this fight. Her long, lithe body moved perfectly through the brush, squeezing through every bush and around every tree. Her fur grazed her surrounding slightly and caused a little irritation, but right now she didn't care. She leaped and crouched, making her way behind Grousestar. I will win, she thought.