[Moonraven]

[Fighting is Ending on the 4th]
Dreamlight remained close to Whisperingpaw, whiskers quivering with anticipation and a little dread. Batglare's apprentice was big, not that it was a feat for cats to be bigger than her. But seriously didn't understand why she was in charge of him! She could barely keep herself alive let alone a second cat.

Even though she wasn't happy with the arrangement, she'd follow her orders and do her hardest to ensure that Whisperingpaw got out of this alright. "So stay as close to me as you can without stepping on my paws, please." Dreamlight pleaded, praying that this apprentice was easier to deal with than her own. As soon as the patrol set off, Dreamlight was quick on paws and trailing near the middle, keeping away from the ShadowClan creeps.

Dreamlight's been trying to do more, push herself out of the warriors' den every day for a little longer. But perhaps joining a battle for minks was a little ambitious of her. She severely regretted her decision not long after ShadowClan showed up and when Twilightstar ordered her to watch over Whisperingpaw. She prayed that she'd be able to make sure Whisperingpaw made it out alive here.

Reaching the Falls, Dreamlight kept her maw shut as her mother left to attract the minks and then returned no long after with a whole pack. Crowtooth was the first to jump into action. Dreamlight urged Whisperingpaw to follow her as she leaped into the fray, a little worried that Twilightstar would be swarmed and overwhelmed if enough warriors didn't get in there fast enough.

The sunset eyed she-cat made to pounce on the nearest mink she saw, but having never fought one, underestimated its speed. In a blink of an eye the mink was gone, Dreamlight's paws bounced on nothing but air. A jolt of pain tore through her back as the mink sank its fangs near her spine and churned its claws along her flank. That was going to leave a nasty gash. The WindClan warrior twisted inward and just managed to grab the mink by the end of its tail, dislodging it from her back.

The little monster was promptly dropped as she felt a new jolt of pain one of her front paws, a mink had latched on to one of her toes and biting down so hard she swore it broke something. She smelt her blood as it oozed from her fresh wounds. Before she lost a toe, Dreamlight raised her free forepaw and pinned down the smaller creature, sink her fangs into neck to kill it. She swung her head around, searching for Whisperingpaw's orange pelt.

@ChaosBringer. [Whisperingpaw]