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[ @AbsurdJinx ]

As a young apprentice, Ferretfrost had always dreamt of battle. She thought of how glorious it would be, about how she could be the hero of that battle should she play a significant enough role.
Whatever she'd dreamt, this was not it.
The silver-and-orange feline looked around, dumbfounded, at the clawing, screeching cats, some of them even queens defending their kits. Was this what they'd come here to do? Attack apprentices with next to no battle training and queens? Beginning to doubt this ambush a little bit, she shook her head. Even if it was wrong, that didn't mean that she should disobey her leader. The molly's amber hues scanned the ThunderClan Clearing, looking for an opponent.