Featherfoot
Featherfoot's eyes widened and she gaped as the blur of raven and snowy white zipped into camp, pinning Russetstar to the ground. Pure reflex exploded in her veins and in a flash of white the slender she-cat bolted into the camp, staring in horror as Clyde's unsheathed claws dug into Russetstar's shoulders and barreled them both to the ground. "Holy great mother of StarClan above!" She spat. Without stopping, Featherfoot skidded to a halt and clamped down on Clyde's tail as hard as she could; she hadn't even realized that the tom's tail was tight in her jaws until a few heartbeats after. Pure adrenaline and instinct were fueling her movements as a loud snarl rumbled in her throat. Coughing on fur, she thrashed her tail for Vixenleap - or any cat, really - to assist her. This damned rogue!


