Talk:Medicine Cat's Den/@comment-25178347-20130802142401/@comment-8754209-20130802145339

Mysticfur yowled, and brushed her whiskers against the frozen paws. Flame danced in her eyes as the melted. She ran around Coldpelt, her pelt a silver blur, and leaped, her eyes gleaming, and claws outstretched, leaping over Coldpelt suprisingly and sinking her claws into Blazestrike's back. He yowled, as she jumped off, licking the blood off her claws, smirking. She knew Coldpelt would rush to his aid.