-Trinestar, wait! A warrior is hurt and the kits can't keep going. Let's rest, please

Yowled Cloudfur, the Dimclan deputy, trying to keep pace with the blueish leader, that kept going nonstop. The clans had already advanced through a valley between the mountains, and were already halfway through them. It was already nighttime, and a half moon shone brilliantly on the sky, with company of silverpelt.

Trinestar hissed and turned violently to his medicine cat without saying a word, to then sight and lay on a rock

-fine, we'll rest a while and keep going.

She said as her head rested on her paws.

Coalheart,Cloudfur's slowly walked while supporting Rushstorm, her shoulder badly hurt by a badger some hours ago, taking her near a tree and lay her down. She lets out a painful moan, and sights in relief of being able to get a rest. The Black medicine cat, hurried and looked for some herbs to soothe her pain.

Marblestar, Luminousclan leader, approached Trinestar, bringing her some fresh kill caught earlier by the apprentices. He walked at a slow, sturdy pace, leaving the small sparrow in front of her and mewed softly

-Trinestar, I think we should rest for the night here. We are far away from the danger, and the whole clans need to rest

The female leader looked certainly not pleased with the fellow leader's coments. She lashed her tail in disagreement

-are you saying my clan is weak? We can still go on perfectly

Marblestar calmly replied

-One of your best warriors is hurt, and you look tired too

-we'll manage perfectly

-pushing it further will only make you and your clan more hurt, and you might loose a life before time. You don't want to die once just for pushing yourself too hard, right?

Trinestar didn't reply. It was hard to admit, but the senior leader was right. If she kept going, not only her, but her beloved clan would be hurt.

She kept quiet quite bothered for losing the discussion, and quickly gave a bite to the Sparrow. She Lifted her head and glared irritated at Marblestar, while chewing the prey.

The older leader smiled softly, and padded away from her. He approached the rest of the cats and called them with a mighty yowl

-everyone! We'll rest here for the night, and set off tomorrow morning. Have a good rest

He said and slowly left to climb on a tree and lay there.

near some bushes, were some of the she-cats from both clans. Brambleheart, from Luminousclan, and Bluetide from Dimclan, were being helped by Fuzzybush, a chubby elder from bluetide's clan, to lick clean the kits from Luminousclan, Stripedkit and Desertkit.

Ratstep and Cinderharrier shared tounges normally. Both warriors had been friends for a long time, and it was rare to them to have so much time to be together.

Distantly, was Redfeather. The white tom that lost not only his mate, but a deputy and a clanmate. He stared at silverpelt. Wondering if one of those stars was his beloved Rosecurl.

And so, the clans rested below starclan's sky. Waiting for the morning to arrive, to set off to a journey that wasn't near an end yet.