Redtail
Redtail and his battle party were lurking in the large oak trees, waiting for the right moment to strike.
Bluestar had sent them to retrieve the land stolen from them, and he swore he must succeed. He could see the glinting of the RiverClan's cats' eyes, and he raised his tail.
The rocks were alive with battling cats then.
Redtail raked his claws down a RiverClan tom's face, and he hared away, screeching.
He turned to see Tigerclaw's apprentice cowering in front of a leering chocolate tortoiseshell, Ravenpaw's golden eyes alight with terror.
He intervened, knocking Ravenpaw into safety, and kicking the tortoiseshell in the belly. She snarled and swiped her claws down his muzzle, making blood splatter on the rocks. She crouched and sprang at him, pinning him down, and biting into his shoulder.
He yowled and shot up, making her fall off. He came down on her, flattenng her.
She screamed in pain, wiggled out, and ran off into the fray. Suddenly a shrill wail split the chaos of battle.
"Look out! More RiverClan warriors coming!"
Redtail turned his head to see figures slip out of the river and launch themselves into battle. He knew it was too any to fight, and he thrust himself to the top of the rocks. Much as he hated to do it, he caterwauled, "ThunderClan, retreat!"
A dark brown tabby- Tigerclaw- was embroiled in fight with a tom below. "No, Redtail!" he hissed, as the enemy sliced open his nose. "ThunderClan will never give up!"
"You are very brave, Tigerclaw, but we cannot fight this many!"
Tigerclaw accepted it and ran off into the trees, following the rest of ThunderClan.
Redtail leapt off the roc, and landed in a small cleft. But a dark figure blocked his way.
"Tigerclaw!" Redtail meowed sternly, "The battle is over. RiverClan had won, why haven't you gone back?"
Tigerclaw leered at him. "The battle may be over for you, dear little Redtail." He snarled. "But it is just beginning for me! I should be deputy, and you stand in the way!"
He launched at Redtail, who choked in horror and scrabbled back, trying to hide, but the cleft offered n shelter. The warrior and deputy were engaged in a short fight, and Tigerclaw's teeth sunk into his throat.
He thought he saw terror filled golden eyes behind Tigerclaw before his sight glazed and he ceased to breathe.