Hiiiiiii! I thought of this one… thinking… so I hope it'll be good! And… so… I really don't have anything else to say.

Jayfeather: Me neither.

Tigerstar: Hhhhhhiiiiiii everyone!

Me: Please enjoy this story! *cough lame start cough*

Snowpaw crunched desperately through the snow, wheeling around to face the battle. ShadowClan had crossed their border again, demanding hunting rights in their territory. All around her, RiverClan cats swarmed up the ridge, combining in a deadly battle at the base of the river. A snarl behind her alerted her of a large enemy cat crouching, ready to strike. Bravely she turned around to face him.

The cat took a swipe at her, barely missing her head. Snarling, she lunged at him, catching him off guard. They scuffled in the dirt until, snarling, her opponent backed off. The ShadowClan cat fled through the heather. She growled and whirled around to face the battle. The RiverClan cats were being driven back. ShadowClan gathered for a final assault, and she glanced desperately around as if her surroundings could save them.

A flash of gray alerted her that another cat was following her. She heard a snarl and felt a large weight pin her down. Struggling futilely, she lashed out with her paw and felt her claws sink into flesh. Snarling, the gray cat released her and backed away. She jumped on him, and the two cats rolled around in the undergrowth, scouring deep gouges in the snow. She broke away and faced the gray cat. Now she recognized him; Graypaw. She had seen him many times at Gatherings. She lashed out and felt her claws rake through fur.

Graypaw leaped, bowling her over. They tussled through the snow, tearing through the undergrowth. She growled at him and raked his belly with her back claws. Howling, the apprentice backed away, shooting her a murderous glare as he fled. Desperately she glanced around. They couldn't hold out much longer. A snarl in the undergrowth alerted her of another opponent. Despairingly she turned around. How much longer could she keep this up?

The enemy cat leaped out at her, and she turned around and ran. She leaped through the battle and approached a large gorge where the river gave way. Skidding to a halt, she glanced around. Her pursuer had vanished. But before she could gather her thoughts, she heard a yowl and felt claws pin her down. Snarling, she struggled to get up, and heard her attacker laugh. She felt a rush of rage. Who could take pleasure in the pain of others? She glanced upwards and was shocked. It was Graypaw, the apprentice she had fought earlier.

She felt claws slash through her shoulder, and a burst of agony flooded her senses. Weakly she struggled to get up. To her surprise, she weight that had pinned her down lifted and she struggled to her feet. Graypaw was fleeing. With a yowl of victory she gave chase. Another set of paws followed her, but she was too absorbed to care much.

All of a sudden, the ground disappeared beneath her. Yowling in surprise she struggled to stay up, and she dug her claws into the side of the gorge. She swung backwards and hit the side of the gorge. With a burst of will she started clawing her way to the top.

Dirt burst beneath her claws and she felt herself sliding down. She started to yowl for help, but no one came.

All of a sudden, she felt teeth meet in her scruff and start to haul her up. She carefully placed her claws and started to ascend. Hope flared inside of her. She was going to live!

A sudden collision of bodies overhead made her gasp, and the cat that was hauling her up scrambled for a grip and slipped over the edge. They both went over, but not before Snowpaw caught a glimpse of cold eyes that belonged to no Clan.

She slammed into the ground alongside her almost-rescuer. With a jolt she recognized the cat who had tried to save her; Graypaw!

With that discovery, she slid into blackness and didn't come back out.

Oh no! I killed my main on the first chapter! What will happen next? Find out in… the next chapter! Mwahaha!

P.S.: WINTER BREAK! WOO HOO! Bye.