Mosspath asked if Shadowclan's attack was at the training hallow. Yes, it was.

-Chapter 13-

Firestar and his clan mates ran into the Shadowclan camp just as the moon
was rising. All of the Shadowclan cats were in a circle staring at
something in the middle. When Thunderclan came bursting in, all eyes
turned from sad to angry. Firestar took a few steps in front of his
warriors. Some Shadowclan warriors stepped aside so Blackstar could face
the Thunderclan leader.

"How dare you kill Kinkfur." growled Blackstar.

"How dare you attack unprovoked, during a training session no less?"
Came the powerful voice of Firestar. He took a few more steps toward
Blackstar revealing Snowpaw behind him. The angry eyes that glared at
Thunderclan turned to fear. It was clear that rumors of Snowpaw's battle
had spread all over Shadowclan.

"How dare you come in on our ceremony for her? You are a disgrace,
kittypet. And you always will be." Snowpaw's fur started stand after
that comment. What is so wrong with being a kittypet.

The Shadowclan queens stared to herd their kits into the nursery,
followed by some warriors to protect them. The elders also went to their
nests followed by warriors to protect them. The most powerful warriors
and apprentices formed a line behind Blackstar. Snowpaw caught a glimpse
of a limp body in the clearing. I really did kill her. I didn't mean to.
I was just protecting my self. Within a heartbeat, the war began.

Battle cries, scratching, and biting could be heard everywhere. The same
brown tom that had attack Foxpaw stood in front of her. "Revenge!" he
yowled as ran toward Snowpaw.

Everything became in slow motion again, giving Snowpaw a lifetime to
think. Using the same move would not work on him since he had already
witnessed it. She had to think of something. Snowpaw crouched low and
jumped high into the air. The tom, thinking that Snowpaw was going to
jump over him, turned around and waited for her to land. However, for
the tom, she just jumped straight up with no intention on jumping over
him. She thought his experience in fighting would tell him to turn
around and she was right.

She landed in the same spot, unsheathed her claws, and ran to his right
side with her front paw out to scratch. Hopping on three legs, she did a
360 around him, covering his whole body with a single long scratch.
Below the scratch, the tom's fur became bloody very quickly. His eyes
looked into her light blue eyes. "I see now." The brown tom collapsed to
the floor. "You must be a gift from Starclan to take down two warriors
in the same day without breaking a sweat."

"Oakfur?" a ginger tom came running to the brown tom's side. His eyes were
sad, fearful, and then angry. He touched his nose to his friends head "I'll
take it from here." The brown tom got up and limped to a den, which
Snowpaw assumed to be the medicine cat den. "Your rampage ends now." The
clearing grew silent as Blackstar stopped his fight with Firestar and ran to the white
apprentice.

"She's mine." He growled.

He began to circle her. She copied his every move to the last twitch of
his tail. This made Blackstar uneasied. Sure, a warrior could predict a
move every now and then, but how did she know when he was going to
twitched his tail and copy it at the same moment. Ignoring his instinct to
say sorry to Thunderclan, he broke the circle and charged forward and so
did Snowpaw.

The crowed of both Thunderclan and Shadowclan watched as a leader and
apprentice fought for their beliefs and fought to protect their clan. Both
cats ran to middle, got onto their hind legs, and scratched each other
in the face. Blackstar stared to panic. She had copied him to the exact
detail of the move. She even hit him on the right eye, which he had done
to her. Both cats jumped a few tail lengths back, panting.

Snowpaw took a deep breath and long blink. When she opened her eyes, she
found herself in the same forest she was daydreaming about earlier.
This time she was witnessing the event instead of being her past self.
She sat a fox length away from herself and a gray she-cat.

The gray she-cat licked Snowfang between the ears. "This needs to stop."
She whispered. Snowfang look at her.

"What needs to stop Stormfury?" she questioned.

Stormfury stared at her. "The killing! All this useless killing of
innocent cats and prey."

"I'm not so sure. We are the strongest clan now." She stared into her
sister's eyes.

"So what if we are strong. You just attacked Hawkclaw. The cat you are
in love with." Snowfang scratched her sister's mussel with unsheathed claws.

"I do not love him. I...I." She licked her sister's scratch and bowed
her head in shame. "I just thought you were Winterstar. So I...I
attacked him." Snowfang's voice was cracking in pain and sadness. Her
sister rubbed her back with her tail. "Now he'll never come back. He
probably hates me now. Hawkclaw hat-"

"No. You're wrong. He will always love you. He's a smart cat. He'll figure
it out. Figure that it was an act and that you still love him."
Stormfurry said with a smile.

"You're right. We must stop the killing, stop Winterstar. So, we can be
together. We must stop the hate."

Snowpaw blinked back to reality. Blackstar stared with such hatred in
his eyes. She knew what she had to do. She must stop the fighting.

Blackstar prepared for round two. As soon as he was about to jump,
Snowpaw stood up tall and yelled, "Wait!"