Lionblaze observed the medicine den. The cats seemed more bloody than when they fought in the Dark Forest battle. He sat next to Jayfeather, watching him, Briarlight, and Featherkit help with battle wounds.

Jayfeather had just finished up with Sorreltail when Bramblestar staggered up, blood pouring from a neck wound. He was gasping for breath. He collapsed in front of Jayfeather. Jayfeather leaned down and checked his pulse and his heartbeat. "His heart is slowing," he murmured. "Briarlight! Cobwebs!"

Briarlight dragged herself over to them, and gasped. She shoved the cobwebs towards Jayfeather. "StarClan help him." she breathed.

Jayfeather pressed the cobwebs to Bramblestar's neck. It was soaked within seconds.

Lionblaze's brother must have gone through at least seven cobwebs before the bleeding had slowed. But when it did, he chewed up a poultice and then he smeared it on the wound, and then placed more cobwebs on top of it. "I've done all I can," he mewed slowly. "Wether he survives the wound is in the paws of StarClan."

Lionblaze stared at the limp cat. He looked as though he was already dead. The only thing that reassured him was the faint rise and fall of his flank.

"You better go take Featherkit back to the nursery. As much of a help she has been, she looks asleep on her paws." Jayfeather meowed.

Lionblaze glanced at his daughter. She was pressing cobwebs on Thornclaw's tail wound. Her eyes were half closed and she looked distracted, and she was not putting much pressure on the wound. It was still bleeding, and the cobweb was soaked. Thornclaw's ears flicked irritably. He had no kits of his own, so he probably did not understand the patience you needed to have around the younger ones. Lionblaze sighed.

He padded over to Featherkit, just as Thornclaw muttered, "I may as well let this bleed. This is ridiculous."

Lionblaze growled, thinking that he would like to give the golden-brown tom a piece of his mind, but thought better of it. He was wounded, and Lionblaze was exhausted. This was no time to fight with his own Clanmate, especially after they had fought in the battle together. So he just gave Thornclaw a quiet hiss, got over it, picked up his daughter, who was too tired to argue, and he padded to the nursery.

Blazekit and Hollykit had fallen asleep, worn out from the excitement from the battle. Thistlekit and Sunnykit, who couldn't sleep, because of the excitement, talked with Brightheart's three. "If I had been in the battle, I would've shredded those stinky ShadowClan fleabags." Thistlekit swiped at the air.

Sunnykit purred. "Seedpaw taught me a hunting crouch. And ShadowClan can't be that much different than prey so I would've been leaping on enemies like crazy!"

"Well, I was taught a real battle crouch by Molefur," Snowkit boasted. I would've used that. You do it like this," he dropped into a crouch and leaped on Amberkit.

Amberkit squealed. "Hey!"

"Shush!" Cinderheart hissed. "You five are not the only kits in the nursery! Let the others sleep!"

"They're boring!" Dewkit whined. "How could they be tired after this?"

"Dewkit! That is very rude!" scolded Brightheart.

"It's true, though." Snowkit defended his brother.

"Come on, time for bed." Brightheart sighed.

"Same for my two," Cinderheart added. The kits groaned in protest, but slunk into their nests.

Lionblaze watched the kits close their eyes, and then he padded out of the den. He glanced around the moonlit clearing. It was mainly empty, because most of the warriors had already been treated for wounds and had gone to their nests, but several cats were scattered across the clearing. Dustpelt and Brackenfur paced around the clearing, while Graystripe lapped at Millie's fur. Cherrytail was describing the battle to Molefur.

Jayfeather padded across the clearing. He stopped when he was nose-to-nose with Lionblaze. "Bramblestar's lost his first life."

Lionblaze sunk his claws into the sandy earth. "Should I tell Squirrelflight?"

Jayfeather shrugged. "Sure, she'll probably want to know."

Lionblaze darted into the warriors den. He crept past Poppyfrost, curled up with Berrynose, and then Spiderleg, and beside Spiderleg was Squirrelflight. He gave her a poke. "Squirrelflight, wake up."

Squirrelflight's eyes shot open and she leaped out of her nest. "Is ShadowClan attacking the camp?"

"No."

"Then what?" "Bramblestar's lost a life."

"Oh." Squirrelflight sighed. "I better go see him."

"He's in Jayfeather's den." Lionblaze mewed helpfully. But Squirrelflight was already bounding past the sleeping bodies, her ears flat and fur prickling. She gave no sign that she'd heard him as she slipped into the clearing.

Sorry this chapter is so short... I didn't know what else to write, and I know that (probably) a lot of you peoples were expecting to see what the reactions were after the battle, so here it is... not the best, I know...