[Fawn]

Fawnpaw didn't know what was happening but had woke from his snooze to the sound of battling outside the apprentices' den. Bits of moss still stuck in his fur and feathers tucked among brown tufts, he was up in an instant to let little paws scurry toward the commotion. And when he saw what was happening, it was worse than he thought: RiverClanners were attacking other RiverClanners. What? He blinked, perplexed. Fawnpaw didn't know how to fight (much less who to fight), so he simply stared, glued to the spot where he stood while watching in horror.