Darkness was creeping across the forest as Solarstar padded toward his den in the fallen tree in the middle of Stormclans camp. He wished what had happened that day could be undone. The battle had been horrible nearly every cat had been injuried, including himself. He had lost a life that day, now he only had four left, and he had a slash down his side that extended from his shoulder to hind leg. Cindermarsh had told him to get it fixed before most of his clan but he had declined, he needed the rest of his clan to be fit, what would happen if Shadowclan attacked again. Well he thought what I can do to fix the past and drifted into a dreamless sleep.