Rexpaw's POV
The fox rustles through the bushes and sticks it's large snout into the camp. Everybody is running around in pure panic. Ok, we have the elders and kits away. Everybody should be safe, right? RIGHT?! "Littlepaw! What now?!" I yell, running over to her. "Kill." She hisses violently. Suddenly, she rushes over to the other cats that are fighting and jumps over them. I look at her with a shocked expression, but quickly follow. 'I've never fought anything before! How am I supposed to help?!' I think, scared. When I get over there I start to push through the other cats. In one graceful movement, Littlepaw scratches the fox's muzzle and then slides under it. I'm amazed at how good she is at fighting. She starts to hit it's stomach as the other cats jump and hiss and scratch at the fox's legs and body. I decide to run to the back of it and starts clawing at it's tail. The fox apparently notices and kicks Littlepaw out from under them and turns it's head around to me. I still had it's tail tangled in my claws, so I decide to hiss that I was sorry and bite it's tail with all of my might. The fox screeches so I back up and snarl in an attempt to look intimidating. It turns all the way around to me and raises one paw with razor sharp claws to take a killing blow at me. Until, it suddenly stops. I hear some dripping until I see a blotch of red cover my vision, not that I had much anyways. I think I did something wrong so I sink to the ground in defeat. The liquid drips a little on the ground. I hear a thump and then more rustling. "Done. Hopefully there aren't more." The voice that belongs to Littlepaw mewls. "Help, I'm blinded. Literally and metaphorically." I meow matter-of-factly, standing up. "Umm--" Littlepaw says, confused. I shake the my pelt and only some of the blood comes off. I look at Littlepaw, still blinded, and giggle/purr. "Goosefeather!" She yells. The medicine cat rushes over and I speak up,"Oh, not the time for laughing?" I meow and muffle a laugh with my paw. I hear Littlepaw growl and pad up to me. I stay still, scared to aggravate her, until something hard hit me in the head. The last word I heard was.
"Bad."

The darkness closes in.
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Woah. Only one POV? SHOCKING!
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