[Spiderfrost]

Originally Posted by Mayflower

Thistlethorn dashed into the fight, teeth bared and claws unsheathed from the moment he rose. Damn Riverclan coming into their camp and attacking their cats- no. This would not stand. Shadowclan was not going to be disgraced by fox-hearted, pampered fish-breaths. With a frightening yowl, he leaped into the thick of the fray and latched on to the first cat he saw- a tall and skinny tom.
@Spiderfrost

Brightwhisker yowled in surprise as he was suddenly latched onto. Dark blue eyes turned to his attacker, a much larger, burlier tom. The riverclan warrior frowned as he kicked out his back legs to free himself from the hold. Maybe if he was lucky, he'd hit him good in the face.