A/N: Hello there everyone! This is Colonel, and this is Sight of the Past, a story that I have planned for long. Sorry to leave you guys with an Allegiance, but I really need some time in perfecting this chapter. So please RR, and constructive criticism is much appreciated.

Also, a big sorry to Warrior Fan12, as I have to change Wavekit and Stonekit into apprentices.(But they will show up as warriors this chapter and the next one too)

P.S. If you are wondering why your OCs have different ranks than you have submitted, all will be answered in chapter 2 or 3, so stay with me and don't punch me in the face!

"ThunderClan attack!"

Snowstar yelled as he charged into the WindClan territories. Unsheathing his claws, he slashed at the startled WindClan patrol, staining Snowstar's paws with crimson blood. The tom who was hit staggered backwards, confused and shocked at theThunderClan leader's sudden appearance. He was about to retaliate when a pair of ThunderClan warriors tackled him,knocking him to the ground and clawing at his throat. A gush of crimson blood instantly spurted out from his wounds, and he collapsed, trembling and gasping for air. The other patrols took one look at their companion, and quickly decided that it was best not to engage directly. And they fled, running back to theWindClan camp.

That will teach those prey-stealers a lesson. Snowstar thought as he stared at the wounded patrol. His warriors rushed out behind him, advancing on the WindClan camp. Unsheathing their claws, their claws, they met head on with a band of WindClan warriors, which had just bounded out from their dens. Claws flashed in the moonlight, spilling blood on the ground. The hiss and screeches of cats could be heard all around the battlefield as the battle raged on.

Snowstar smiled as he thought of the territory ThunderClan would gain this time. Hopefully enough to take back what WindClan had stolen. The ThunderClan leader reflected bitterly. He was about to charge back into battle when he sawWavestorm, a warrior he just named yesterday, limping towards him. Blood was streaming from the warrior's mouth, as well as from the scratches and claw-marks on his body. Suddenly, hestumbled on the ground, unmoving.

"Featherlight!" Snowstar yowled, calling their medicine cat. As the ThunderClan leader made his way to the wounded warrior, a million questions raced across his mind. Wavestorm should be guarding the camp! What is he doing out here? Snowstar thought as he looked at the wounded warrior. Featherlight wasalready there, busily pushing cobwebs onto Wavestorm's woundsin a desperate attempt the stop the bleeding, but blood was still seeping out from the fine white threads, staining his long wavy fur red.

"Snow... Snowstar." Wavestorm gasped, trying to stand. " Stone...wing sent me. The camp... They are attacking the camp..." He took a painful breath. " Tansypaw is dead, so... so is everyone else. You... you have to help..." Wavestorm's voice trailed away as he slumped back onto the forest floor.

"Who did it?" The enraged leader yowled as he shook the now still warrior. " Who attacked the camp?"

"Ri...RiverClan and... and Shadow..." Wavestorm croaked mid-sentence before his eyes glazed over, his chest heaving one last time as his spirit left.

"He is gone." The medicine cat whispered sadly. "His spirit has gone to hunt with StarClan."

Snowstar howled over the noise of the battling cats around him. "ThunderClan retreat!" His warrior unwilling pulled away from the WindClan camp. They are close in winning the battle and Snowstar knew it is a shame for them to retreat at such time. But the camp is more important. And also Jayheart. The ThunderClan leaderthought, before he followed his warriors, rushing back to the ThunderClan camp.