[Fawn]

As chaos erupted on the battlefield with cats pouring in from every which direction, Cedarsprint held back within the ranks of RiverClan even as his clanmates clamored to get their paws on felines of other factions. Confusion gripped him, paralyzed him, left him with no idea what to do except try to watch the commotion and see where he fit in. Fallenstar was leading the fray with a brutally motivating cry, yet it didn't move his paws that may as well have been frozen to the ground with how rigidly he stood on the sidelines, observing and trying to get a feel for what was happening.

Battles were always a flurry of nonsense and violence, never organized, but this… This was a new level of disorder, seeing the turmoil that'd swept over the Clans in his traveling absence.

Attempting to find out who to begin to fight, Cedarsprint's electric gaze settled on Fallenstar again and noticed he was barreling toward Blazingstar, leader of WindClan. Although his first thought was to conclude a WindClan cat would be the ideal opponent, he stopped short and hesitated — maybe WindClan in general wasn't the enemy. After all, who wouldn't attack Blazingstar if given the chance?