{Shilo} "I will never give up to puny things like you!" He yowled as he bowled into Kristofrost, slashing him to bits. "No one insults Meridian! No one! She will pick you all off, one by one, if you aren't cautious!" he hissed into Kristofrost's ear. He looked at Meridian, "This is all, it's obvious we would win. Just let them off, they aren't worth our effort." He gave Kristofrost one last deep scratch along his face and nipped his neck before backing away and sitting.
{Meridian} She snorted in amusement at their comments."Shilo is correct. We WILL win, and my daughter, she will be killed for betraying my orders. So don't worry, she won't be joining your party of mouse-brains," she hissed. Her thick accent was intimidating, and she could loom over them all with her height.
{Nidora} She looked around the camp. She scented the same fragrance that belonged to her mother when she was just a kit. She felt relieved to be in a safe area, but she couldn't smile. She sat down and groomed herself to hide her awkward emotion.
{Cherrypaw} "Rosepool! Rubblepaw!" She yowled in terror. "Help! Stormpaw is dying! My friend is dying!" She watched in horror as blood lapped at Stormpaw's muzzle and rose like bile in his throat.
{Stormpaw} He is completely oblivious to the pain now, deaf to the worry of his Clanmate. He could no longer feel the emotion of anyone, including himself. The only thing he could hear was the heartbeat of what sounded like everyone in the camp. His body was numb, and he felt like a heavy cloud in the sky.
{Greyclaw} He rests his front paws down on the ground. "Just a sprain I guess..." he muttered as he limped into camp. He spotted Stormpaw and ran over to him. He joined Cherrypaw's calls, "Rosepool! Rubblepaw! We need you! Help Stormpaw!"