Brambleclaw whirled around to see Mudclaw leap at him. He flinched as Mudclaw crashed into him and began to claw bits of his fur out. He hissed in fury and battered Mudclaw's belly.
'Get off me you-'
'Shut up, Bramblewimp. Your days are numbered. Since that lump of fox-dung Firestar came into the forest, you ThunderClan cats have had all the attention. You think you're better than the rest of us? Well, you're not. To top it all off, that brat Crowfeather got to go on your stupid journey instead of me. I am deputy of WindClan; I am going to be leader and I WILL BE RESPECTED!' said Mudclaw, tough how he went from prophecies to respect was beyond Brambleclaw. 'So I thought, what better way to teach those fur balls a lesson than attacking and taking over ThunderClan. Yes, that's what I thought. You think you can waltz in and 'save' us from ShadowClan? Well... We'll show you. Yes we will! WE WILL! But I think I'll kill you inventively.' Mudclaw added, as an afterthought. As he looked down and made eye contact with his victim, Brambleclaw realised with a jolt that Mudclaw wasn't in his right mind. He came as close to shuddering in horror as a cat can come when he's pinned firmly down by a bigger, more experienced warrior who's worked up into frenzy.
The WindClan...Warrior? Deputy? Leader? Co-Leader? Stand in leader? Brambleclaw wasn't sure what to call him. Anyway, Mudclaw took one muddy claw, placed it just below Brambleclaw's neck and slowly started dragging it down, effectively trying to slice Brambleclaw into two.
Suddenly, help came from an unexpected corner. ShadowClan charged in, attacking Wind and River Clans furiously, and renewing the energy in the battered ThunderClan cats.
A flash of fur barrelled Mudclaw off Brambleclaw, but his struggles (along with blood loss) had weakened him so much that he couldn't get up off the hard ground. He looked up to see his saviour. He tried to smile. 'Hiya, Tawnypelt...'