A/N: Quick question: Do I type this thing in the edit/preveiw document section, or is there something more specific, 'cause it seemed impilied to me...Anyways, here you go! For "flames" or "praise", the first fight seen...Somebody save me .

Twilight and Reedstar circled each other, eyes keen, claws out, fur prickling. The cloud of dirt whipped up the wind settled slowly, revealing at first only indistinct silhouettes, then gradually, panicked cats appeared in detail. Fluffy's normally well, fluffy coat was puffed up so much her legs were almost completely hidden.

"Twilight!" Fluffy cried. "The wind didn't take you! Thank StarClan!" She started to move toward her friend, but Shadow held her back with a tail draped across her flank. Twilight nodded to them, the faced Reedstar head on, stopping their dance of sorts. She paused for a moment, then spoke.

"I should warn you, Reedstar, I will win this battle. StarClan wants us here, and they will see it done through me." That wind had smelled like apple blossoms. Twilight knew. Reedstar snorted, then growled at her, tensing to leap. Not if she could help it.

Instincts once buried deep came crashing forward, and it was like a dream, like unreality. Quick like her mother had taught her so long ago, Twilight sprang forward, aiming low and diving under Reedstar's legs, twisting and raking his soft underbelly with her claws as she rolled by.

He yowled in pain, but swiftly turned and lashed out at her face. Twilght felt the slash of burning pain, and then hot, sticky blood poured over her eye, clouding her vision. Reedstar struck again, biting at her forelegs.

Dazed, but determined, Twilight reared back, then, counter to the expected lunge, dove sideways. Landing roughly behind him, she dove again. Reedstar spun but was too slow to avoid the unexpected blow, and Twilight's fangs sank deep into his left shoulder until she could taste blood. She gripped him firmly, and dug her long claws into his back. To a Twoleg, the pose might roughly resemble that 'hugging' thing they did, but it was far from it.

Twilight felt Reedstar's body go limp under her, but she knew this move. Was it from her Clan…? She couldn't remember. Twilight let her grip lessen, and as Reedstar's muscles tensed, so did hers. He mightily heaved himself upward then, intending to throw her off him, but Twilight was ready.

She heaved also, digging her claws back into his pelt and using her hind legs to push them further. Reedstar yowled in shock as he was launched five-fox-lengths into the air, Twilight still half on top of him.

As their height peaked, Twilight released Reedstar, using him like a stepping-stone to surge further still into the air. While Reedstar plummeted towards the ground, yowling, Twilight soared skyward, seeming to touch the moon. "Clawing the Sun", her foster-mother had called it when Twilight showed it to her. She remembered that day-she'd used a 'ball' as her springboard. As Twilight began to fall, she saw Reedstar hit the ground hard. Now was her chance.

Stretching her paws out in front of her as if she were pouncing on a piece of juicy prey, Twilight dove for him as Reedstar tried to get up again. He looked up, startled, as she let out a yowl of triumph and crashed into him. Reedstar was thrown flat to the ground with what seemed like the force of a Thunderpath monster. Twilight was almost regretful it wasn't.

Crumpled there as Reedstar was, it was easy for Twilight to sink her teeth deep into his other shoulder. Howling with pain and unable to move, Reedstar let out a gurgling, ragged breath, and went limp in defeat on the blood-soaked, mossy ground.

Finally releasing him, Twilight held her head high as yowls of joy and excitement roared from her group of cats. No, her Clan. She would be their leader now, and she had won them their territory.

Caterwauls of shock and fear rose from the MarshClan cats as they rushed around their fallen leader. The broad-shouldered gray tabby, Stonewhisker, Reedstar had called him, tried to help him up. As Reedstar leaned heavily between his deputy and another warrior, barely conscious, Twilight felt a surge of remorse. No. This was a fair battle. He hasn't lost a life. By the next moon, all will be well. Stonewhisker was glaring at Twilight, hate burning in his blue-gray eyes and a snarl on his scarred muzzle.

"This isn't over," He spat, "You may use this territory for now, but next our Clans meet, it will be in battle!" The last words came out as a snarl, echoed by feral hissing from the other cats. Stonewhisker waved his tail and together, the MarshClan cats turned and fled across the river.

Silence stretched in the hollow. No cat seemed to know what to say. Looking around, Twilight choose one of the smallest trees, trunk and branches smooth, with new-leaf buds covering the tips. Leaping onto a lower branch, she called to the others. "Come here everyone!" The other cats shuffled over, still looking dazed. Fluffy stepped forward, first to speak, like before.

"Twilight, what will we do now? Those cats say they'll come back and fight us. I know we're supposed to be a Clan, and you know I'd follow you anywhere, but not all of us can fight like you can. We all have warrior ancestors true, but our mothers didn't teach most of us anything…" she trailed off. Twilight gazed down at her friend, feeling even more determined as all her fears were voiced. Murmuring began, doubtful whispers.

"Silence!" Twilight yowled. "Fluffy, you make a good point. Not all of us can fight. Not all of us can hunt. Some of us are afraid. Some feeling lost. But we are Clan cats! We will learn how to fight! We will learn how to hunt! We will find courage in ourselves, and a home in our Clanmates! We will survive, for many moons to come, and no cat can say otherwise!" As she finished, yowls of agreement rose, with purrs and meows of joy and pride. The noise swelled, and Twilight let it surround her. We are a Clan. We are a Clan. She thought. As the noise died down, Twilight raised her voice again.

"First things first. We'll need nests and food. Any cat that can hunt, come with me. Everyone else should look for bedding. Moss, ferns, feathers, whatever you can find. Build them in that hollow tree. We can move them around later. Any cat who is too tired to continue, rest. Let's move!" Twilight jumped down and waited as cats came toward her.

Hattie, a light tabby she-cat with amber eyes, Midnight, a coal-black she-cat with dark blue eyes, Twiggy, a brown and white striped tom with amber eyes, and Twilight's own littermates, Shadow, previously 'Sasha', a solid black she-cat with pale green eyes, and Cloud, previously 'Shorty', a white tom with dark gray spots, tail, and ears and light blue eyes.

"You can all hunt?" Twilight asked. The cats before her each gave a small nod. "Good then. Let's go." Waving her tail, Twilight led the way into the forest.

In a nearby tree, on a nearby branch, insubstantial amber eyes sparkled merrily.