Tuftedtusk blinked as his name was called for the raiding party, claws sliding out and grasping the earth, tail swishing in satisfaction. He would show those fish-faces what it meant to mess with ShadowClan.
His ears perked when Dawnstar mentioned new enforcers were needed. He was never one to want power, but maybe now was the chance he needed. He wanted to rise and be an Enforcer. But to do that, he would have to prove himself to his leader and clan first by doing all he could.
With a swish of his tail, he went over to a corner of camp and laid on his side, beginning to groom his unkempt fur. He hadnt rested since the twolegs came and forced them to move.
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