The clearing was in disarray; cats were everywhere battling all kinds of shaded creatures with eyes glowing brighter than fire. Lynxtail herself happened to be right in the middle of such comotion.
She had successfully snapped Ashenpaw out of his Ashen stupor, letting him reunite with his mentor. Blood dribbled from a wound on her underside but she ignored it in favor of docking a surprise blow from an ashen creature. These creatures were relentless! The taby she-cat growled in annoyance as she slashed her claws aross the creatures exposed throat, watching it disipate into the air like smoke.
A cry of distress rose above the normal sounds of war. It struck through Lynxtail's head with familiarity and her brown eyes widened as she realized who it belonged to. Birdcatcher!
Lynxtail had grown quite close to the older she-cat and couldn't fight the ball of cold fear that rolled in her stomach.
She turned ar