Foxcatcher POV

This is how I like it. My warriors- I mean, cough, cough- Rowanstar's warriors, fighting ThunderClan. Fearlessly. Ruthlessly. Mercilessly. Destroying the nursery, which by the way was a tunnel in the stone wall. The entrance was covered with ferns, bracken, wild flowers and weeds, I think it also blocked any rain. In side the tunnel was a small cave will moss beds, an expecting ginger queen and nursing queen with a three-legged kit. He was large for a kit.

I know so much about the nursery because I was the destroyer. All the pitiful, unskilled ThunderClan tree-brains were too busy fighting my intelligent, sharp-clawed warriors. Even the two queens were forced to fight. See, Rowanstar. My plans do succeed great fox-lengths past your's. Now, I just need get the credit. Because, you clearly can't have a cheater in this game if the cheater isn't me.

Anyways, I was walking out of nursery after I just majorly hurt that three-legged kit. Why didn't I kill him, you may ask? Because it's all part of plan-B. His mother and father where just to busy dealing with other Clan problems to help him.

I saw Shrewfoot battling two warriors, an old golden tabby, who didn't look like would... Last.. Much longer, and a brown-and-creme tom. I leaped on the brown one with my claws unsheathed and my ears back with a blood-hungry roar.

Shrewfoot looked surprised as I battled him to the ground and started to ruthlessly claw his soft bleed skin. The tom yelped in pain and I saw out of the corner of my eye, Shrewfoot start to take on the golden tabby.

In that split moment I was distracted, my opponent started to claw my ear. I hissed, "Stupid cat!" And I slid my claws under his shoulders and threw him over to my left and by doing so, scratching his shoulders.

I looked at everything for a moment, at the battling cats. Just then I smelled a strong scent of herbs. It was coming from a group of battling cats under a large ledge. I bolted at them head first.

An object Hid my side and I tumbled over as a light brown belly few over me. It was hard to identify him by scent, because he was covered in all sorts of herbs. But I guessed Troutpaw, since he's our only apprentice.

I then realized he must be destroying medicine supplies like I asked. Well, 'Rowanstar' asked, I suppose, but I asked him. Whatever.

Then, a dark grey pelt flew over me. I didn't know who that was. It might be the medicine cat, but I had always heard that their medicine cat, Jaywing or Robin something, was light grey- and tabby.

I threw myself over, onto my paws and started to chase the grey tail...

A/N hay, so, this chapy was getting long so its get gonna end in the middle here. So, hope you've enjoyed the book so far and sorry for the little 'break I had. I had no time to write cause my cousin and my grandparents where here. :)