[Radler]

Emberpaw prowled at the rear of the Shadowclan congregation, and when they came upon Thunderclan her tail thrashed in anticipation. She had not fought in the invasion on the Thunderclan camp, and she was desperate for an oppurtunity to speed up her training. When the clans sprung to life, she bounded around the outskirts of the fight, looking for an open and equal opponent. Her eyes settled on a silky-furred white tom, with a scar stretching across his shoulder. Emberpaw felt as thought she recognized him, but couldn't name him. She shrugged, all Thunderclan apprentices looked, smelled and acted the same. Without engaging in any unnecesary wordplay like many others around her were, she darted towards Snowpaw, her tail streaming out behind and her and her body low to the ground. She pulled one paw into the air to aim for his ear, thinking to herself she'd leave her mark in this fight by leaving her mark on her opponent. @Spiral Whirl