He caterwauled fell back, his eye filling up with blood, blocking his vision. Webbedfoot turned to look at her, but she slashed out, and her claws sank into his eye. The other fox, a young vixen, was clawing at his back. Webbedfoot felt triumphant, but then a huge weight pounced on him. The first fox leaped at him, scratching his back. Webbedfoot charged them, swiping at their noses and muzzles. The two foxes left approached Webbedfoot, getting closer and closer. Ravenshade hissed and leaped at the huge vixen. Three more foxes raced out from the brush. He whirled around and saw Stormpaw battling with a young male fox. Instead of hearing Stormpaw or even Ravenshade's response, he heard a snarl. 'No foxes here.' Webbedfoot called out, a bit too loudly. I just miss her old self, that's all.' Webbedfoot nodded and the trio continued walking until they reached the border. Webbedfoot remembered that Willowpaw was the black she-cat's daughter. She was saying how she missed her kithood friends, like Willowpaw.' It was a relief not to start the conversation. 'So, um, what's new with you?' Stormpaw asked. He was patrolling with the two cats in the Clan that he didn't know at all. Webbedfoot didn't really know Stormpaw well, and he had never really spoken to Ravenshade a lot.

He and Stormpaw followed her out of camp. Webbedfoot dipped his head at the older cat and stood up. 'Uh, Webbedfoot, and, um, Stormpaw.' She looked down at her paws as she quietly spoke her orders. The black she-cat nodded at the deputy and looked around. There were traces of foxes, and I need some cat to get rid of them. ' Ravenshade, I need you to go to the border. He has a scar over his right eye.įisherclaw thought about it for a minute and then nodded. Webbedfoot is a white tom with a black dipped tail and turquoise eyes.

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