Rosepaw glared at Lilypond, fury bristling every strand of hair on her pelt.

"How could you do this?" She screeched, wanting so bad to claw off every chunk of ignorance on the she-cat in front her.

"Do what? Mate with a tom?" She meowed, flicking her tail at the black tom who had recently been on top of her.

"Yes! You're a medicine cat, its again warrior code to mate with toms!" Rosepetal hissed.

"Warrior code, blah blah blah, I don't care stupid furball! Starclan doesn't own me, and neither, do, you." She snarled, stepping closer to Rosepetal with each word until they were nose to nose.

"You don't scare me, Lilypond. But you should be terrified of me!" Rosepetal hissed in her face. Without waiting for her to speak, Rosepetal lifted her paws, claws unsheathed, and slashed them across her muzzle. A stream of blood squirt out of the wound, and she yowled in pain.

"Why you little!" She jumped onto Rosepetal and sank her teeth into her shoulder. Pain blazed through the she-cat and she went limp under her hold. Victory shown in Lilyponds as she bent down to sink her teeth into Rosepetals neck.

Bitch.

Rosepetal kicked up into Lilyponds stomach, sending her flying through the air and straight into a tree. A sickening crack and thud was heard, as the she-cat slid down the tree. Rosepetal got up and shook herself. She then turned to glare at the tom who sat watching the entire time.

"Special delivery for Palmclan." She hissed to him. He backed away with wide, terrified eyes, grabbed Lilyponds limp body, and scrambled away from the scene. Feeling slightly happier, she padded back towards camp, and into her den.

Sweet dreams, Lilypond.