INCISION

T.H.U.N.D.E.R.C.L.A.N

Leader

Fawnstar -Dark brown tabby she-cat, amber eyes

Deputy

Tawnyfoot -Light brown tabby tom, green eyes

Medicine Cat

Patchfur -Black and white tom, blue eyes

Warriors

Nighttail - black she-cat, amber eyes

Willowfoot – Silver brown tom, amber eyes, apprentice, Bluepaw

Blackheart – Black tom, blue eyes, apprentice, Sagepaw

Sparrowclaw -Black tom, green eyes

Mistywing -White she-cat, blue eyes

Hawktalon – Dark brown tom, amber eyes, apprentice, Swiftpaw

Frostpool -Pale grey she-cat, blue eyes, apprentice, Waterpaw

Blazecloud -Ginger tom, green eyes,

Ambertail -Orange tom with bright red tail, amber eyes

Apprentices

Bluepaw - Silver-blue furred tom, blue eyes

Swiftpaw- Pure white tom with a black paw, blue eyes.

Sagepaw -Dark russet red she-cat, green eyes

Waterpaw- Pale tan she-cat, amber eyes.

Queens

Palelegs -black and white she-cat, blue eyes (mate- Ambertail)

Kits – Stonekit, Flowerkit

Greytail -Grey she-cat with dark grey patches (mate- Blackheart)

Kits – Hollykit, Robinkit

Kits

Stonekit- Pale grey tom with bottled black patches, amber eyes.

Flowerkit -Grey and black she-cat, yellow eyes.

Hollykit -Black she-cat with a few russet flecks, green eyes

Robinkit- Grey and white she-cat with a few black patches, blue eyes.

StarClan Cats (there are thousands of others, but these are only the ones mentioned at first)

Starstar- Spectacular pitch black tom with lots of tiny white dots covering his pelt. Outstanding blue eyes. The original StarClan cat

Airfeather- A beautiful calico she-cat with perfect blue eyes

Mosstail- Handsome dark grey tom with mottled black on his rump, green eyes

Whitewhisker- Gorgeous long haired white she-cat, amazing amber eyes

ADRENALINE

"Nighttail! Willowfoot! Sparrowclaw! Back them up! Blackheart and Frostpool, you'll be back up! Go!"

Tawnyfoot, the able ThunderClan deputy, crashed out from a tightly woven bush of dead bracken, crunching the thin sticks underpaw. His green eyes blazed with fury and the light of battle. Swiftpaw stayed a step behind him, blood smudged onto his pure white flanks.

"Swiftpaw, head to that clearing and make sure they don't cross it," Tawnyfoot barked, "We have orders to HOLD THESE BEASTS!"

The foxes fought harder than any ShadowClanwarriors. Swiftpaw stood in the clearing, panting as hard as he could. Ahead he could see his clanmates grappling with the red and black dogs. This was a brutal battle.

A stray fox launched itself from the other warriors and raced into the clearing. Swiftpaw met it with a flurry of claws and a battle scream. His claws struggled to penetrate the thick fur.

The fox's slavering jaws and wild eyes were just inches from his face. Struggling in fright, Swiftpaw launched his claws into it as hard as he could. The fox yelped and struggled free. Swiftpaw chased him away from the clearing.

"Hold these positions!" Tawnyfoot screamed as he kicked aside a fox. One eye was scratched over and he had it squeezed close. "Don't let them any farther!"

Several foxes launched themselves at Swiftpaw's clearing. Many other warriors chased after them. One of them pounced on Swiftpaw, bringing a paw down on his back. He felt something snap, like a rib.

"Foxdung!" He snarled, twisting desperately. The fox's jaws snapped next to his ear, and he spun around, striking a claw into it's throat. The fox roared as Swiftpaw slipped free. As he ran for cover, it sprinted at him and leaped, blocking his path. Swiftpaw quickly doubled back.

But it was too late. As he turned around, the fox tripped him with a large black paw. Swiftpaw tumbled to the ground and spun aside. He struggled to stand up, but the fox was quicker. It slashed him open on the side with a claw. He screamed in terror and tried to bolt. The fox's paw smashed down on him. He could feel something else snap, but this felt bigger. Shock pulsed through him, mixed with a adrenaline and a deep, wild instinct to survive.

He whirled around, a ball of desperation, and latched his claws in the fox's throat. It choked and roared, backing up. Swiftpaw tried to stand, but his legs wouldn't work. He couldn't feel his rump. It was paralyzed. Gone.

"Help!" He screamed. "Someone he--"

But the word was cut off as strong jaws closed around his neck. Swiftpaw's teeth clamped down on his tongue and blood filled his mouth and dribbled out, mixed with saliva. He gagged.

The teeth crushed his neck and Swiftpaw slithered from the fox's mouth. He lay in a weak, huddled heap at the base of a tree. A frond of bracken waved in front of him. From his sideways position, he could see the other ThunderClan warriors battling against the foxes. Slowly, it blurred out until all he could see were hazy, blurry blobs of color that slowly, very, very slowly, went out.