This series carried on much longer than the Forbidden Love series from when I first joined. I'm pretty sure that a chapter was really just a paragraph long or something, and here we are now, with the remake of the Forbidden Love series!

I should give this series a name.

Hmm...

THE "RIVERCLAN SAVES THE DAY" SERIES I SAID NOTHING.

If you have any suggestions for me (I'm looking at you, Heron. Please help.) then let me know. c: Enjoy.

Antstar couldn't do anything but call for help. He was heavily wounded, right by ShadowClan territory. He felt if he tried to walk, he'd just fall right back down. He was on his last life! He couldn't die now! That stupid ThunderClan cat, speaking of the darkness within him. There's no such thing as darkness or good. Only who dominates the other clans and gets what they want, and those who spend their days wandering and starving, just waiting for a powerful cat to put them out of their misery.

Whitewood poked his head out of the pine trees of ShadowClan territory. His eyes were slit as he stared into Antstar. Did he do something to anger his deputy?

"Whitewood, help!" Antstar yelled.

"You're a very nasty leader. You don't care who you kill as long as it doesn't affect you. ShadowClan will be lucky to have me as leader." Whitewood growled. "I knew the only way to get rid of you was to ask Greenslash. We've met at border patrols, and we're great friends. I've been telling him news from the gatherings, and what I've learned from cats at the gatherings when he couldn't come. That's how he found out about his real family-"

"Real family?"

Whitewood chuckled. "Whoops, I said too much, didn't I. That doesn't matter, anyway, because you're going to die."

"So you're trying to talk me to death?"

"Yeah, but if you want to die afraid and alone, then see you never."

Whitewood turned around and padded back into ShadowClan territory.

"Wait!" Antstar yelled. "Well, that's it for me, then."

Suddenly, a muscular white cat that smelled of WindClan came forwards. Did he hear his call all the way from the hills? Or was he just wandering?

The muscular cat padded away, and Antstar growled. Looks like he is going to die.

He laid there, waiting, but nothing happened. Soon, though, the cat returned with cobwebs and herbs. Without speaking, the cat chewed up the herbs and applied the poultice to the worlds, before placing the cobwebs to stop the bleeding. The cat stalked away again, only to return with a rabbit. He placed it down and finally spoke.

"Eat."

Antstar quietly obeyed, eating the rabbit in famished gulps.

"Better?" the white cat asked, tilting his head to one side like a curious kit. Antstar nodded. "Good." the cat said. "If you don't know me, I am Webfoot from WindClan. Do you want revenge on Greenslash?"

Antstar nodded. "Ye-yeah!"

"Well, if you join me, I can help you get revenge on Greenslash by making him work for me. It sounds crazy, but imagine: your worst enemy having to carry out dozens of tasks, knowing that if he failed, something bad would happen." Webfoot said, a smile creeping on his face. "Do you want to join me?"

Antstar wasn't sure. Was it worth it? He could regret this decision one day, wishing he had just died. But this cat saved his life! Suddenly, the thoughts of revenge clouded his mind, and he finally spoke.

"Yes."

"I pretended to die." -Antstar the Dirty Liar, 2015-Present Day

Admit it, Antstar, you just didn't want to tell your enemy you had to get help from a stranger you didn't know. :P