[Abyssopelagic]

Halfstone rushed to join Lionstar's patrol as soon as the leader began leaving, quickly catching up with him as he full on sprinted, slowing back down to keep a steady pace behind him. What happened to Windclan was horrible and those flea bags needed to be knocked down a peg. Or just knocked down.
He briefly looked over his shoulder to see if anyone else was joining the patrol. Surely they would.

As they reached the clearing and Lionstar flung himself at the first coyote he saw, Halfstone barreled towards the beasts, jaws snapping out to catch a leg or tail, a furious growl in his throat.