'FIRESTAR! THEY'RE HERE AND... WHAT? ONESTAR AND MUDCLAW ARE LEADING THE CHARGE!?' Brambleclaw yelled as he ran into the ThunderClan camp.
He had no time to feel confused. He started positioning warriors with Firestar. Then WindClan arrived.
They ran in and began to attack. As the warriors streamed in, Brambleclaw realised that RiverClan were here too. He saw Crowfeather. He ran over and engaged him.
'Get... off... mouse-brain... I'm here to see... Leafpool!'
Brambleclaw was stunned. A thought flashed through his head. He would kill Crowfeather and leave him to get trampled in the battle and then, afterwards, when Leafpool found him, she would be grief stricken and he, Brambleclaw, would be there for her while the rest of the clan shunned her for still having feelings for the WindClan warrior. Then, over time, as she grew more and more ccustomed to hanging around with him, they would become friends. Then, best-friends. Then, hopefully, they would become more than that... He fantasised while Crowfeather struggled below his paws. He and Leafpool, frolicking in a luscious field of green... He shook himself. Well that was weird. He thought. But no. He was a good warrior, and he was destined to be a great leader of ThunderClan, except he would go about it the right way, unlike his father, the brutal traitorous murderer, Tigerstar.
He let Crowfeather get up and led him towards the medicine cat den. Leafpool rushed out. She licked Crowfeather happily while Brambleclaw tried his very best not to feel too jealous of the black-pelted warrior who was the object of his love's affection. Then Leafpool looked over Brambleclaw's shoulder and shuddered.
'Look out!'