[Moonraven]

Twilightstar barely noticed Crowtooth as she lashed out at another pair of minks. She did notice the pain in her leg lessen as the mink was knocked free. She'd thank the warrior later, he was busy helping Larkspring as she jumped to his aid. Another mink locked its jaw into a healing wound along her flank, causing her to hiss sharply in pain. She battered the pest away with a fierce swing of her paw, but she ended up losing a chunk of fur as it fled out of her sight.

While removing another mink from her shoulder, this time making sure to crush its neck between her fangs, she glanced around to keep an eye on the cats, uncaring whether they were ShadowClan or WindClan in the heat of battle. Twilightstar jerked to the right avoiding a flying mink coming for her neck again. Lynxshade was fighting alongside a mildly winded Palesong, doing well.

Twilightstar yelped, stopping her frantic surveying as a mink's claws ripped along her face. Her eye would have been mouse-fodder if it had been there. This is why she needed someone to cover her blindside! Turning her head, she caught the lengthy furry torso in between her mouth and bit down hard until the mink relinquished it hold with a screech. Twilightstar dropped the heavily injured mink and let it retreat, assuming it would die on its own.

Her tongue darted out to lap up the blood dripping down her face and went back to surveying. She was giving a little more breathing room as the number of their enemies slowly decreased. Hawkbite was fighting with one of the apprentices, Eggpaw. The WindClan leader was a little dizzy after that last fight. Dreamlight and Whisperingpaw were fighting near each other. There was Silverlark and Slytiger together. No one is dead or severely injured yet.

She was missing several cats but those that were here fought as fiercely as LionClan. She'd have to sing their praise later, it was right back into the battle. Each mink that was killed or chased off was a victory for the clan as far as she was concerned. The deep scratches on her face, the gash in her side, the bite on her leg, and her shoulder hurt terribly, but as she still had four working paws, she didn't see any reason to call it quit now.

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Whisperingpaw wasn't hers, but Dreamlight couldn't help but peer at him proudly as he expertly took care of two of the minks. He fought as well as a warrior. It was certainly something any warrior would be proud of in any apprentice of their clan. She would have loved to praise the apprentice, but they were kinda in the middle of a battle.

The pudgy warrior dared forward and reared up on her hindlegs to thwack the mink that sprang at Whisperingpaw out of the air. She came down on her forepaws, stomping the mink underneath her, and heard a satisfying break as its spine broke. She was uncertain whether it was dead or not and wasn't going to bother checking right now. She was pouncing at another mink, already injured thankfully, and was about to bite its neck when she got a nip to her flank.

More annoyed than hurt, Dreamlight left that mink be and snapped her fangs at the small brown creature trying to scale her back. She dropped into a sideways roll and sprang back to her paws, shaking out her pelt, delighted to see she was free of mink. It's been so long since she's felt this alive. This was scary but kinda fun. Dreamlight's gaze drifted back toward Whisperingpaw to ensure the apprentice was keeping up.

@ChaosBringer. [Whisperingpaw]