10. Jayfeather

"Brokenstar!" He gasped. Brokenstar strode past Ivypool to halt beside Half Moon. There was anguish

in her eyes. "You shouldn't be this far," the blood-thirsty leader warned Half Moon.

Jayfeather felt his blood turn to ice.

"What-what does he mean?" Jayfeather stammered. "You aren't in the dark forest? Are you?"

Half Moon didn't answer.

"Are you?"

Half Moon's eyes glistened. "I have to choose the winning side."

Disbelief surged from his pelt. "The Dark Forest cats are evil! Why can't you see that?"

"I-I" she gulped. "I thought you'd understand." Tears like silver spilled from her eyes.

"Understand what?" He demanded. "That you're too scared to go on the side that is for good? I don't

know what I ever saw in you. You're just a coward." he turned to Ivypool. "You're the fourth." He didn't

have time to explain how he knew. He stared at Ivypool dead in the eye. "You must wake up!"

As he watched, Ivypool faded away.

He turned to leave, also, but Half Moon stopped him. "Wait," She urged. "the final battle will take

place at the fifth clan's territory."

"Fifth clan's territory? You mean Starclan?"

"No." Half moon sat down. "Skyclan. Tell your clan about The Dark Forest. Ask Sandstorm what I

mean."