what happens."

Foxpaw nodded and bounded off towards the apprentices den where Killerpaw and Darkpaw were.

"I'm sure it's nothing, Wolfheart. Just because one of them said, "are you sure?" doesn't mean we're going to be in trouble.

Then Wolfheart lifted her head. There was a scent...A strong scent...It wasn't ThunderClan, and it wasn't LeafClan...It was RiverClan. "Oh no." She murmered. "Think again." By now, Shadowheart had smelled it too. "RiverClan are attacking!" He yowled. "Warriors and apprentices of ThunderClan and LeafClan, help the elders, queens and kits to the nursery and elders den!" Yowled Firestar- he had noticed too.

The warriors and apprentices from both Clans started encouriging the elders, queens and kits into the nursery and elders den. Right about then, RiverClan started pouring into the camp- cat by cat. Wolfheart recognized Mattedfur, Leopardstar, Misyfoot, and Stonefur immediently.

Wolfheart felt a stab in her heart. Creasedpaw and Badgerfur were there too, standing side-by-side.

"Hello, traitor." Came a voice from behind her. Wolfheart spun around and snarled as she recognized Mattedfur, the cat who had killed Sunclaw when he had sacraficed for her. Mattedfur pounced, yowling furiously, and landed on Wolfheart's back. Wolfheart yowled in pain, and reached back her forepaw to claw at Mattedfur's leg.

Mattedfur screeched and jumped off of her, her forepaw bleeding. Wolfheart felt a trickle of blood run down her side, but she ignored it. She hopped back into battle.

She saw Foxpaw and Nightpaw fighting side-by-side against two other RiverClan apprentices, and Darkpaw and Chihuauapaw fighting together also. She smiled, and charged for Hawkfrost.

It was moonhigh, and the fight was still going strong. The medicine cat's den was packed full of ThunderClan and LeafClan cats- Badgerfur and Creasedpaw helped the RiverClan cats- and Wolfheart was one of the cats among Ripplepool's care.

Wolfheart's forepaw was torn to shreds. There was even a spot that the bone shown, thanks to Hawkfrost. "Stupid furball." She murmured. She looked around at the injured cats- Scratchedface, Emberbreeze, Dustpelt, Brightheart, Rosefur, Stormipelt...There were so many. Wolfheart wished that she could just say, "Poof!" and fix her paw. But that wouldn't happen. Her paw was awfully injured, and Ripplepool was getting cobweb for it now.

"Here you go." She meowed, stepping out of the back of the den and wrapping it around her forepaw. Wolfheart flinched in pain, but kept still. "Thanks." She meowed once Ripplepool had finished. "Now," meowed Ripplepool. "here's some poppyseed for the pain." Ripplepool pushed a leaf full of small black seeds towards her. Wolfheart took one and began to chew it and then swallowed it.

"Now, you may want to get some rest." Ripplepool told her, walking away.

Wolfheart tried to rest, but the battlecries of cats fighting outside of the den only troubled her so that she couldn't. She hoped that her kits were okay, she hoped her mate was okay, she hoped that Hazelheart was okay- or, atleast, that no cat had gotten into the nursery that was from RiverClan.

Wolfheart sighed, and twitched her ears as another cat entered the den: Sandstorm. Her back leg had a nasty bite mark on it, but not bad enough for her to have to stay. She figured that she would just get some cob web and get back into the fight.

Sandstorm didn't go to Ripplepool, though- she came to Wolfheart. She had sorrow in her eyes. "Wolfheart, I-" She hesitated. "I'm sorry." She sighed. Wolfheart was confused, but before she could call back to Sandstorm, the battlecries turned into Leopardstar's retreating yowl, and the sound of cats leaving the camp filled te air.

Wolfheart was forced by her conciones to get up. She got up on her other three paws and limped out of the den.

What she saw when she got outside was terrible. Many dead cats lied in the clearing. The one that she could make out best was Soundstep. But why had he been in the fight? He was sick!

Then she remembered that Soundstep never liked to miss out on a good fight- except for this one cost him his life.

And then Wolfheart saw Hazelheart, standing over another forever-stilled body, throwing back her head and letting out a wail. Could the dead cat be Ravenpaw?

She padded over, but as she got closer, she knew it wasn't. Once Wolfheart got to the cat, she stopped, frozen in horror, and threw back her head in a mournful wail also.

The cat was Shadowheart.

Wolfheart couldn't help but yowling until her lungs hurt, but she didn't care. She yowled louder, cursing StarClan. How could StarClan let this happen?

Soon, Foxpaw, Shadowpaw and Nightpaw were gathered around their faher, eyes gleaming with sorrow and mourn. "Is...Is he dead?" Mewed Nightpaw, so quiet that you could barley hear her.

Right about then, Foxpaw let out a shreik. "Wolfheart!- Look!" She pointed at her father with her tail.

Wolfheart concentrated on it, and, sure enough, the faintest rise of fall of Shadowheart's breathing was noticable.

"Shadowpaw- go get Ripplepool!" She prodded Shadowpaw's side with her tail.

Shadowpaw skidded off to where Ripplepool was wrapping up Sandstrom's paw with some cobweb. "Everyone else must have thought he was dead." Sighed Wolfheart, raspily. Her throat hurt from wailing so hard.

Hazelheart gasped when she saw her paw. "Wolfheart- who did that?" She asked, concerned. "Hawkfrost." Mumbled Wolfheart. "You'd think he wasn't too tuff- you fail if you think so."

Hazelheart chuckled. Soon Ripplepool came bounding over, and put her head to Shadowheart's chest, determining the breathing. She frowned. "I may be able to save him...May, don't get your hopes up, though." She sighed. "Hey, Killerpaw?" She called to the small white apprentice walking by. "Do you think that you could help me get Shadowheart to my den?"

Killerpaw nodded, and helped drag Shadowheart by the scruff with Ripplepool.

Soon Wolfheart spotted Darkpaw with Chihuauapaw. Chihuauapaw was leaning against Darkpaw- limping badly. Wolfheart limped up to them and asked, "What happened, Chihuauapaw?"

Chihuauapaw frowned. "Some old stupid warrior from RiverClan..."

'Old'? That's all you had to say- Mattedfur had injured Chihuauapaw somehow. "Where'd she bite you at?" Wolfheart asked. "Oh, she didn't bite her." Meowed Darkpaw. "She scratched her. Right on the underbelly with her hindpaws."

Right about that time, Wolfheart saw a drop of blood fall and stain the sandy ground. "Ouch." Frowned Wolfheart. Seeing Chihuauapaw reminded  Wolfheart something, though. "Hey, uh, Chihuauapaw?" She asked. "Huh?" Asked Chihuauapaw. "Who's your mentor?" Asked Wolfheart.

Chihuauapaw frowned and twitched her ears. "Firerain." She muttered. Darkpaw frowned. "You told me that Stormipelt was your mentor!" He meowed. Chihuauapaw sighed. "I only told you that because I would like to believe that, myself."

Wolfheart was confused. "Why?" She asked. "Wolfstar acts like I should be the best of all apprentices, just because I'm her mate's apprentice..."

This made sense, Wolfheart realized. She felt a bit of the same way about Sourstorm, when Shadowheart was temporary leader (Though she figured it would never happen, as to seeing that Sourstorm was blind).

Wolfheart nodded and said, "You'll be a warrior soon." She felt a bit bad about saying that when Chihuauapaw frowned and shook her head. "Nope." She sighed. "I'm the youngest apprentice- Killerpaw will be the next warrior. He's been an apprentice for five moons already."

Wolfhear sighed and said, "You'll get there someday." She then looked over at Darkpaw. "Darkpaw, I saw how wonderfully you were fighting today, and by the way that you and Chihuauapaw stocked up the fresh-kill pile yesterday, I'd say that its time for you to be made a warrior yourself."

Darkpaw's ears perked and he nearly fell out of his fur with excitment. "Really?" He asked. Wolfheart chuckled. "Really."

Wolfheart had just finished talking to Firestar about Darkpaw becoming a warrior, and he had decided that today at sunhigh, he would be made a warrior- since it was already almost dawn by now.

"Alright." She had said, then walked out of then leader's den.

"So?" Asked Darkpaw as she spotted her. "Your warriors ceremony is at sunhigh- better go and wash your pelt!" Meowed Wolfheart, then limped off the the medicine cat den, where she dimly spotted Shadowheart- curled up on a moss bed near the entrance of the den. Ripplepool poked her head out of the den. "Is that you, Wolfheart?" She asked, scenting the air. "Yes, it's me." She whispered, and limped into the entrance. "Did you ever figure out what had happened to him?" She asked. Ripplepool nodded. "Yep." She meowed, "His belly was cut open- and his throat had an open cut."

Wolfheart twitched her ears. "Did anyone see who did it?" Asked Wolfheart. "Well..." Ripplepool hesitated- Wolfheart knew that she didn't like tattle-telling much. "Sorreltail said that she saw Mattedfur from RiverClan scratch open his belly...But..." Through the dim light of dawn, Wolfheart could barley make out the concerned look in Ripplepool's eyes. " Rosefur said that she saw Dogfoot from LeafClan bite Shadowheart's neck..."

Wolfheart's pelt prickled. Dogfoot always had seemed a bit ambitious and selfish- but why would he ever bite open Shadowheart's