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Shrewstep was in front of Dawnstar as fast as he could, sitting on his haunches but his feet tapping a little tattoo on the ground in his excitement. It was a bit odd that they would be going in defense of Windclan, they were allies and all but did they really need to help them with everything? Though he supposed the bunnies probably couldn't handle the minks on their own. Too scared, probably. Hiding in their dens, or something. Whatever. He wasn't scared, even if he wasn't significantly bigger than the minks as some of his clanmates were. If nothing else he would know how to fight them a bit at their own game, being small and lithe and fast as well. And with sharp teeth. He was going to bring back at least a few of their bodies, if he had anything to say about it.