Sitka hid in the crowd, his helmet was hidden in his belly fur. As Falitna leapt onto an old broken throne and answered one cats question. He stood up. Sitka was in the back of the crowd, "I might have a way to get a shard of the Amethyst."
Velenka leapt from her ledge into the fight. She landed ontop of two soldiers fighting back-to-back. She landed ontop of them, and grabbed their heads, butting them together muzzle first. The soldiers faints and she slashed their stomachs, to keep them injured. Before she could find and oppoent and soldier slashed her flank. She turned and countered with a bite to the ear. He winced in pain. Taking the oppertunity she slashed his throat. He fell to the ground. The soldier didn't get up.
Velenka then climbed up to her Announcing ledge, shoving off a guard, who fell to his death 13 feet below. She puffed out her chest, and the Onyx glowed, them sent a black streak to the enemies. But faint purple spheres protected them. The Amethyst! How was I so stupid!? Suddenly three warriors climbed up to surround Velenka. They grinned, baring their fangs. The three lunged, but they were to high. Velenka ducked and ran under them. The warriors were dazed. She butted two off them off of the ledge, and one burned to death in the burning brambles. The other pinned her. Before he could kill her, Retchan limped up, saving Velenka. The warrior turned, and lashed out at Retchan. But the injured warrior was ready. He stepped to the side, and the warrior flew off the edge. Velenka didn't know what happened to him. She sighed, "Thank you Retchan." Retchan smiled,
"What should I do now?"
"Get Enoll, Derian, and Ffan. The four of you, search out Mau's best and Elite. Destroy them one by one-" Velenka clawed a guard off the ledge, "one-by-one then find the second in command. After that get me. I will accompany you in the battle with Mau." Retchan nodded, and leapt off of the ledge. His leg didn't slow him down. Velenka stood on the edge, clawing the eyes of a warrior who was climbing up the edge. She yowled, "Deir! Target the Elites!" Then, for less than a second, the clan caught her eye. Then they dispatched or defeated their opponents and searched for the maine coons. A growl erupted behind Velenka, "Your fighting skills surprise even me. Pity your clan won't live to tell anyone about it." She whirled around and a large maine coon stood there. "Volos!" She reconized the cat from earlier in the battle. The Maine nodded, and lunged. He was much bigger, but Velenka was smarter than the Flatlined warrior. She fell limp, pretending to be dead. Chuckling at his 'easy victory' he backed away. Velenka nearly exploded up, and clamped her jaws around his throat. She squeezed her eyes and jaws shut.
It seemed like months later when she opened her eyes. She dropped her victem. Volos was dead.