When Raisinpaw reached the camp, she paused. Why am I stopping. The great all-powerful, all-mighty, very important cat called Raisinpaw will not succumb to plans! In fact, the great Raisinpaw needs no plans! The purple she-cat lunged into the camp, barreling through the tall tunnel of thorns and yowled into the camp. "ShadowClan, I've come to kill you! You murdered Crazytail!"
A few ShadowClan cats glanced guiltily around. They looked toward the centre of the camp where Raisinpaw realised Crazytail was at. The warrior was not at all dead, just restrained. Raisinpaw pounded through the endless crowd of warriors, who stepped back and let her through. She sliced violently through the ivies that held her down and but at the rope around her mouth.
Raisinpaw thought about Evilpaw and Pencilpaw at home. They'd love this. As Crazytail painfully pulled herself from the ropes, Raisinpaw yowled. "PREPARE TO DIE, SHADOWCLAN IDIOTS!"
Crazytail and Raisinpaw mercilessly sliced all the ShadowClan warriors throats (except for one called Cutekit who was now Raisinpaw's boyfriend) before heading home. Then a cow appeared. Raisinpaw nudged Crazytail and spoke nervously. "Hey . . . Uh, is it just me, or is a cow standing there?"
"Don't worry. That's Cowy. Our friend!"
And Raisinpaw fainted.