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Deadmoon was a bit farther back in the bunch of her clanmates, but she rounded the boulder quite quickly to join the fray. No one seemed in dire need of assistance just yet, with some of the Riverclanners yet to mobilize from whatever they had been doing before the raid, and she allowed herself a moment to size up the opponents. In the end, there wasn't really a right or a wrong answer, so she chose the most convenient one, charging the closest fishy-smelling pelt and popping up onto her hind legs, using her front paws to send a flurry of swipes at their ears, nose, and neck. (OPEN)