Leafpool worked quickly on her sister to patch up her wounds. Ashfur lingered worriedly near by, while Firestar paced in front of the medicine cats den. Sandstorm sat stiffly near by. An angry Dustpelt had disappeared into the woods with an irritated Spiderleg to go look for more cobwebs with Honeypaw and Cinderpaw. (SORRY - had to get them in here somehow.) Ferncloud went back into the nursery with Foxkit and Icekit. Mousepaw and Thornclaw set off to sniff around the tree and find out who did it to her. Ashfur had remained quiet. Cloudtail and Brightheart took over cleaning out the elders den for the apprentices; Mousefur and Longtail watched their leader with mixed expressions of pity and worry for Squirrelflight. Rainwhisker and Sorreltail went with Hazelpaw and Berrypaw to finish renewing the borders. Everyone was itching to fight the cat who had hurt their clanmate. Then the patrol that was checking out the scents of foxes in the territory came in.

"What's going on here?" A white she-cat with blue eyes asked.

"Yeah," a brown tabby tom with amber eyes meowed as they came to stand in the clearing, "And why all the long faces?"

Daisy looks at them, but it's Brackenfur who speaks, "Squirrelflight was attacked... and it's not looking as if she's going to pull through." It took Whitewing, Poppypaw, and Brambleclaw a moment for the information to sink in, but when it did... it hit them hard.

"Squirrelflight's...?" Whitewing trailed off as she looked to Leafpool's den.

Brambleclaw walked stiffly to the medicine cat's den. Firestar looked up at him, but his gaze was distant. Sandstorm at least, tried to make an attempt to look normal... without much success. Once inside, he watched Squirrelflight's sister frantically try to keep her dark ginger sister breathing. Her cobwebs were almost gone.

Where is Dustpelt and those other cats with those cobwebs!? Leafpool fretted. She didn't even notice the thick-furred tabby standing by the entrance. Still. But Ashfur did. He slid up beside the tabby and scared the living daylights out of him.

"Hey, Deputy."

Brambleclaw jumped a good three feet in the air. He hadn't heard or smelt the speckled gray tom. "Ashfur!"

"So you heard?" Ashfur was whispering for some odd reason.

And so, instinctively, Brambleclaw was too, "Is she going to be alright?" As much a Brambleclaw hated to admit it... but he was worried for her.

Ashfur paused and a looked away, but not before Brambleclaw saw the look of utter fear cross his face, "Of course she will be!" He snapped, a little to quickly.

"Oh... okay..." Brambleclaw said quietly, He really cares for her...

Then, out of no where, he heard Ashfur growl so lowly he didn't think he had wanted anyone to hear him, "And if she doesn't make it... he will pay."

"Huh? Who?" The tabby looked at him.

The spotted gray tom looked Brambleclaw in the eye, "Hawkfrost. If she doesn't make it, your brother will die Brambleclaw."

Brambleclaw's insides went still and froze as she looked down at his used-to-be mate, Hawfrost... did you do this...?


CHETAHLUV: IM SOOOOO SORRY! This is soooo short! I need ideas on what to happen next!

SQUIRREFLIGHT: I will stay alive. I will not die.

BRAMBLECLAW: What do I do?

ASHFUR: What do I say?

DUSTPELT: ETC.

CHETAHLUV: GIVE ME SOME IDEAS PLEASE! I've hit a ROAD BLOCK! ;P