Yarrowheart sprinted as fast as she could, slowed by the sludgy snow - Tuftedpounce and Branchtrot lagging far behind, fear-scent and Crow scent flushing her senses, and oddly, a new scent, flowery and fresh - Children of The Honey scent.
She launched herself up over the last bit of sludgy snow, standing over the hollow which contained the camp. Gazing down, she found the hollow filled with cats, mostly Honey and Crow cats.
The scrawny Icestar was locked in fierce combat with a large fluffy brown tom, whose pelt was speckled with lighter brown, who she recognized as Moorheart, Steelclaw of the Honey cats. Not waiting for her new group-members to catch up, she launched herself into battle.
Her weight crashed down ontop of Moorheart, shoving him hard to the ground. She immediately felt his strong hind paws crash against her stomach, but she sunk her teeth hard into his ear, ripping and tearing, before getting flung off.
She landed on her paws, turning quickly back to Moorheart, her father Icestar on her flank as they flung themselves back at the cat who was still struggling up to his paws. She launched herself at his side, raking her claws down his flank, as her father tore into his exposed belly with his claws. Moorheart yowled and fled, leaping out of the hollow.
She had no time to celebrate as her breath was knocked out of her, an amber-furred Honey she-cat crashing into her side, bowling her over. She turned and clawed the cat's face, using her back paws to try and kick their forepaw off balance, but finding her paw crashing into nothing. The amber she-cat raised up one paw - Yarrowheart spotted she was missing the foreleg she had tried to kick, but was cut off as the she-cat's rough paw slammed into her head, throwing her to the ground roughly. She scrambled to her paws, hot blood drooling into one of her eyes. She turned and slashed at the she-cat's good leg, causing her to fall, then quickly launched her teeth to her shoulder, biting hard. The she-cat yowled in pain, using her back legs to batter Yarrowheart's side, scratching long claw-marks into her pelt.
Yarrowheart fixed her teeth hard into the amber cat's shoulder, then lifted with all her might, flinging the cat hard into one of her attacking friends - A young all-black tom.
Yarrowheart quickly turned, looking for her father, spotting him locked in battle with the same cat from the patrol this dawn - Hushmoss. She was massive, easily twice the size of the frail leader, teeth locked in his left foreleg. Yarrowheart bowled over the massive cat, barely knocking her off her paws, before she felt a second impact to Hushmoss, familiar black and white fur catching her eye - Tuftedpounce.
Yarrowheart and Tuftedpounce flipped the massive she-cat onto her back. Yarrowheart sunk her teeth hard into the she-cat's sternum, while Tuftedpounce battered her stomach with his large forepaws, her father sinking his teeth into the she-cat's face, and ripped as hard as he could, a sheer shriek erupting from the she-cat. A few of the surrounding battling cats paused in horror as they watched what the cruel leader had done to the invading she-cat, the battering of several fleeing cats vibrating through the cold stone.
Yarrowheart turned and stared in horror herself at the maimed cat's face, letting off of her, allowing her to flee, hot blood trailing behind her as she fled. Yarrowheart turned in horror at her father's face - coated with the she-cat's blood.
She turned, unable to look at that. Dear god, is this what my father is capable of? she thought, and launched herself at another cat - A fluffy flame-coloured tom, who was missing a tail. She raked her claws down his side, to which he reacted by swinging his heavy paw straight for her face, knocking her back. She quickly recovered and flung her own paw at his face, interrupted by his heavy paw, claws slashing open her pads. She winced, then reared back and headbutted hard into his chest, bowling him backwards onto his back, ontop of another cat. The cat she pushed him onto quickly turning and biting into the flame-coloured tom's shoulders and continuing the momentum slammed him hard into the stone. She stared in awe at the cat - Branchtrot she suddenly realized. "Good job." she meowed quickly, before turning and looking for her other ally - Smokedawn. Spotting him and a young pale yellow cat battling a slightly larger fluffy black cat.
She launched herself into the fight, onto the black cat's haunches, finding the cat buckling under her weight - his right back leg missing. She rolled him over, and bit into his shoulder, back legs battering his lower back, as Smokedawn scored his claws over the black tom's flank.
The black tom struggled and squirmed, hissing and spitting, before the young yellow cat- Moonpaw Yarrowheart recognized - slammed his head into the larger cat's head, both stopping, dizzy. Yarrowheart got off of the cat and lifted him with her teeth as she had before, and dragged him up and out of the hollow, into the sludgy snow, before turning back, finding the crowd of hostile cats reduced to few, only two cats remaining, locked into battle with Icestar. She recognized them as Amberstar- Starclaw of the Honey group, and Shiveringstar - Starclaw of the Crow group.
She launched herself, bowling over the larger Amberstar, Tuftedpounce launching in and scoring his claws down the large leader's stomach, her father still being beaten hard by Shiveringstar. She left Amberstar to Tuftedpounce and launched herself over to Shiveringstar, the cat smaller than her father but still winning. She latched her teeth hard into the back of her neck, battering her back with her rear paws, scoring deep claw-marks into her haunches. She turned and sunk her teeth into her attacker's neck, pulling her up - her teeth coming out of her neck - and slammed her into her father, bowling both cats over eachother, advancing on the two. The smaller she-cat hissed as she advanced, before being roughly bowled over by Smokedawn, followed by Branchtrot, the two toms tearing her pelt with their claws, red blood splattering on the hard stone ground.
Amberstar called, "Shiveringstar! retreat! We're outmatched!" as he strongly leaped over the hollow's wall, into the half-melted snow. Shiveringstar hissed and kicked Smokedawn in the face, sending him sprawling, before launching herself out of the camp, leaving the Fringe and Flurry cats alone.
Yarrowheart collapsed to her stomach, red-hot victory and pain surging through her body, tiredness finally capturing her limbs, unable to move. We did it. she thought.