plump mouse.

"Mind if I join you?" Ravenpaw's voice sounded from behind them. Hazelheart let out a long, raspy purr. "Of course you can!"

Ravenpaw picked out a vole, and tucked his paws underneath him. He pressed his flank into Hazelheart's.

A yowl arose from the highrock. "Ugh, not again!" Moaned Wolfheart. They got to their paws and padded quickly over to the Highrock.

"We have two kits who are now old enough to do their apprentice training. Rosekit and Gorgekit, step forward."

The two new apprentices, brother to sister Wolfheart guessed, padded excitidly to face Firestar.

The Female kit bounded up first. Her long, glossy ginger-and-white fur stood out bleekly.

"Hazelheart, you shall mentor Rosepaw."

Beside Wolfheart, she felt Hazelheart's eyes go from dull to wide and happy. Hazelheart stepped forward and touched noses with Rosepaw, and then stepped back.

"Shadowheart, you shall mentor Gorgepaw."

Shadowheart stepped forward and followed the ritual.

Firestar let out the meeting, and Rosepaw bounded over to Hazelheart.

"When do we start our training? I am going to be the best warrior of all time!" She yowled before Hazelheart could answer her first question.

"Well," Hazelheart got lost in thought for a moment. "tommorow. That is when we shall start."

"I could bring Sourpaw with us, and I am sure Shadowheart wouldn't mind tagging along with Gorgepaw."

"Great!" Purred Hazelheart and Rosepaw together. "Now go get some rest." Instructed Hazelheart. "We have a big day tommorrow."

When Wolfheart padded out of the warriors den that morning, she spotted Firestar and Shadowheart exchanging worried glances.

"Are you sure about this?" Sighed Shadowheart. "Sure about what?" Asked Wolfheart bounding up to them. "Tigerstar and Leopardstar joined aligances. And they made TigerClan. Now they are demanding us to join TigerClan, or they will start a battle." Explained Firestar.

Shadowheart's eyes clouded with sorrow. "Our answer is no." He added. "So we have to be prepared to fight. He has given us three days. That is when the answer will be made."

Three days came and gone. All of the apprentices-even kits trained with all their might. "Will we be ready?" Murmered Wolfheart to Shadowheart. "I'm not sure." Confessed Shadowheart with a sigh. "But this is all we can do. C'mon, Firestar is calling us to leave."

All of the warriors, apprentices and Bluewater came along. There would for sure be a battle, and nobody could predict there wouldn't be.

"Hello, Tigerstar." Greeted Firestar calmly from the front of the line. Shadowheart, Wolfheart, Hazelheart, Ravenpaw and their apprentices all huddled together in the back of the line.

Suddenly, many, many more cats appeared, including a very large black-and-white cat and a very small black cat. They wore collars that had spikes of dog teeth.

"They're kittypets!" Spat Shadowheart.

Tigerstar and this cat argued. Wolfheart heard the tiny cat say his name was Scourge, and that he was the leader of BloodClan.

"Attack!" Hissed Tigerstar. "My cat's will attack when I tell them. Not you."

A few more bickering and finally, Tigerstar lost his patience.

"Traitor!" He hissed. He lunged for Scourge, and Scourge's claws of teeth raked across Tigerstar's belly.

He will only loose a life or two... Thought Wolfheart. But she was entirley wrong. Tigerstar lost all his lives at once, choking and holding on. But he couldn't stand it. His body fell limp.

All of the other four Clans gasped in astonishment. Firestar offered Scourge a bite to eat before he went home, but he was simply not satisfied.

He claimed the entire forest.

"Come back here tommorrow for your answer. Either hand it over, or fight me and my Clan." He hissed, and walked away.

Once they all returned home, Firetstar and Graystripe and a few others went and got TigerClan's opinion. In the end, they chose to fight with ThunderClan and WindClan. Not with BloodClan.

I won't see my sister at this fight. She sighed to herself. She has already joined the prescence of StarClan from the battle with the other Clans earlier.

It only seemed like a few pawsteps before all of the Clans were meeting with BloodClan again.

This is it thought Wolfheart I might not see my camp again.

The fighting broke out, and all of the Clan's Charged for each other. The first cat she saw was Whitestorm going for Bone.

Hazelheart and Ravenpelt fought side by side, and Barley ran by himself, like the loner he was.

Sourpaw did her techniques on an unsuspecting warrior of BloodClan, and Brightheart and Cloudtail fooled some too.

Wolfheart charged at a ginger she-cat, and clung to her back. She scratched with her hind legs and bit into the helpless cats shoulder.

The cat bucked off Wolfheart and ran. Wolfheart chased after it.

They charged out of Fourtrees, and through bracken and bushes. Panting, pawstep-by-pawstep. Wolfheart felt as if her heart was going to burst of tiresome, until they made it to the Thunderpath. Nothing hit the ginger she-cat, but it ran away wailing as if something had.

Wolfheart had to walk the rest of her way back to Fourtrees. But when she got back, it was a disaster of blood and chaos.

Scourge and Whitestorm lay still, along with many other cats from other Clans. Another sight she saw was Shadowheart, gazing sadly at the lifeless body of Gorgepaw. She walked to his side. "What happened?" she asked him, "I don't know," he admitted, "I just know that it was Bone who did it. I think he went to help Whitestorm, and he took them both out."

All of the remaining BloodClan had fled, and the cats were yowling their victory.

They did it! she thought. Then her eyes spotted two motionless aprentices, laying side by side. "No...No!"

She ran to their side.

Not Rosepaw and Sourpaw!