IceClan- hotheaded and/or stubborn, proud and fierce, some consider themselves as fearless and a member of the best clan.
MarshClan - cunning and smart, they are the wisest clan.
ThistleClan - Sly and dirty fighters, are sometimes called foxhearts and cowards because of how sneaky they are. They have to be that way if they want to outsmart the coyotes. They are similar to ShadowClan stereotype wise.
BriarClan - Bold, brave, and strong, BriarClan is similar to ThunderClan. They’re also a bit proud.
LakeClan - peace loving, kind, and just, LakeClan is very similar to RiverClan. If they are attacked, they are ready to fight back. Without keeping this in mind, a lot of warriors/apprentices view them as weak until they fight LakeClan in battle.
FireClan - Just, bold/fierce, determined, and brave. They love sunning themselves just like LakeClan does.
Poving starts now!
Valleypaw flew quickly and silently, her breathing ragged. I… I think I’ve gone far enough… but just a bit further to be safe, to make sure he won’t catch up. Valleypaw gulped. He. The image of that had been bothering Valleypaw for the last who-knows-how-many minutes played itself over in her head. His paws were red. Not just with natural coloring, but with… with the blood of… of… the blood of… Valleypaw squeezed her eyes shut, clenched her teeth, and forced the thought out of her head. No! I will NOT think about that! Valleypaw looked down to see a forest below her. The first forest she had seen in a long time. All of a sudden, she felt her wing muscles burn with exhaustion. I guess I can take a break… just for a few minutes or so. Not long. Valleypaw landed, and folded her wings. Anyway, I feel summoned to this place. A mouse ran out in front of her paws, and she quickly snapped her neck. Valleypaw bent her head down and sniffed the mouse. It’s not much, but it will do. Valleypaw gulped it down hungrily, and pricked her ears at the sound of a twig snapping. She quickly licked her fur over her wounds* in order to hide the blood. For whatever is coming, blood will mean weakness. Valleypaw stood up, ready to meet whatever was coming.
*Valleypaw must have been in a fight with whoever "he" is. There was at least a cut on her side and a scratch on her right cheek.