Stargleam ran through the forest, the smell of Thunderclan giving her nostalgia.
"Faster, Stargleam." Tigerstar said. "We want to get there before they notice us.
Stargleam dropped into a crouch, the fluffy grass tickling her chin.
Then, they were at the camp. Stargleam could see Jazzsong and Firestar talking, and she saw Fluffykit and Firekit playing with a much smaller, grayish-white kit named Pinekit.
Jazzsong saw the cats and yelped "We're being attacked!"
All the warriors and apprentices came flooding out of their dens, claws unsheathed.
Then, the cats fought. Blood was flung everywhere. The camp now looked like a lake of unforgiving, cold, crimson blood. Stargleam could see that Jazzsong's paws were covered in it.
Then, as if out of nowhere, The Tribe of Rushing Water came!
"Help us!" An apprentice named Waterpaw yelped.
So the tribe narrowed their eyes, claws unsheathed. Then, the whole tribe joined the battle!