Back! With 200 FREAKING REVIEWS! OHMYSTARCLAN I AM SO HAPPY! Anyway, you STILL HAVE TO REVIEW though! Cuz we're aiming for THREE HUNDRED! Oh, and sorry that this chappie's so short, but I've hit writer's block -.- damn, I hate it.

Disclaimer: I...*sobs* Jayfeather! Do it for me!

Jayfeather: No.

Tigerheart checked that Jayfeather was well away from the terrain, and that Cinderheart and the kits were safely stacked on the branch of a tree, which was long and spindly. Hopefully the wolves were too heavy to climb on that...hopefully. Tigerheart didn't want any kits to be wolf-kill.

Because Lionblaze would probably...whoa, dangerous thoughts. Tigerheart shook his head. Just think about the wolves that are coming.

Slowly, bit by bit, the stench became stronger. Until it filled his nostrils, and suddenly, a midnight-black shape flew on him, swiftly pinning him down.

Tigerheart gasped with surprise and struggle as it pushed him down. His vision blackened and his futile struggles to breathe were getting weaker and weaker. He gritted his teeth. I am one of the Seven! I must live!

He unsheathed his claws and dug them in the softest spot he could find. He heard a howl of pain and sank them deeper, knowing he found a sensitive place. The wolf howled again and ripped free, leaving a tuft of fur and a chunk of flesh in Tigerheart's claws. Tigerheart snorted in disgust and cleaned the flesh from his claws.

For the first time, he saw the wolf clearly. It was dog-like in many ways, except it was slightly larger. Tigerheart guessed that it was a male. Saliva dribbled from the wolf's jaws, and Tigerheart licked his own lips self-consciously. The wolf snarled, then leaped again, a graceful arch that was also incredibly deadly. Tigerheart ducked down and rolled as the wolf narrowly missed him. He tried not to think about what would happen if he hadn't rolled.

He sprang up swiftly on his legs again and pounced on the wolf's back, digging his claws in his neck. The wolf howled and attempted to shake him off, but Tigerheart persisted. You aren't leaving until you run with your tail between your legs! he thought.

The wolf unexpectedly rolled in his back, squashing Tigerheart. Tigerheart yowled in surprise, but was quickly cut off as the wolf bit into his neck and shook him violently. Tigerheart snarled, stubborn not to be defeated so easily. I am Tigerheart! Former trainer of the Dark Forest! Fifth of the Seven! I will not go down with a fight. Tigerheart repeated these words in his mind, giving him strength. He twisted around, still in the wolf's frothing jaws, and ripped open his nose. The wolf howled and dropped him, just so that Tigerheart could regain his balance and attack again.

This time, Tigerheart rolled between the wolf's legs, then whipped around to rip and gnash at his belly before rolling out again. Hearing the satisfying bark of pain was reward enough.

Good! Now, get lost, fox dung!

Apparently the dim-witted wolf didn't get the message. He pushed forward, ripping off flesh and fur from Tigerheart's shoulder and Tigerheart yowled in pain. Better see Jayfeather later.

The wolf cleaned it's claws, before turning back to Tigerheart, a heartbeat too late. Tigerheart's jaws clamped around the wolf's neck, and squeezed.

Snap!

The wolf's body became limp, and Tigerheart let go, tasting blood in his mouth. The black wolf fell to the ground in a motionless heap, and then the wolves hesitated, watching him. Then, one by one, they howled and ran away.

Halfpaw nodded approvingly. "You killed the Alpha. Nice. Usually the rest of the pack would've killed you, but they sustained injuries themselves. At least, I think so." she shrugged. "Barely touched a claw on them."

Dovewing relaxed from her stiff position while fighting. "So," she meowed slowly. "Is it over?"

Lionblaze nodded comfortingly. "Yes, it's over."

Dovewing let out a sigh of relief and collapsed on the spot. "Go-od," she whispered. "I don't want to see those monsters ever again in my life."

Halfpaw shuddered. "Believe me," she assured Dovewing. "There are things much worse then that." she shuddered a second time. "Remind me to tell you that story about the bear..."

"I don't want to hear," Dovewing whimpered, her voice only a squeak.

Tigerheart watched Dovewing, his face completely drained of emotion, though underneath was a different matter. He loved Dovewing, with a burning passion, but he couldn't bring himself to become mates with her. The only thing on her mind was Bumblestripe, Bumblestripe, ooh! Bumblestripe's caught a mouse! Ooh! Bumblestripe's so cool!

He watched as Dovewing turned and hesitantly looked at him, and he pointedly turned his back on her. No, he thought. Not yet. Not until you choose me over Bumblestripe.

"You killed him!" was the first thing Amberpaw heard when Crowfrost collapsed, his neck wound still gushing blood.

Blearily, Amberpaw turned her head and locked eyes with Snowbird. Snowbird's eyes were filled with horror and despair. "You killed my mate!" she repeated.

"And you killed Mousewhisker," Amberpaw retorted.

Burnetpaw ran up to her and raked her claws across Amberpaw's ear, who winced, knowing that her ear was torn, but that didn't stop the bubbling hatred inside her. In a flurry of motion, she leaped on Burnetpaw and began ripping her claws across her pelt, giving her scars that would last until the end of her life. Every cat in the clearing was still to shocked about Crowfrost to notice anything about Burnetpaw. Once she was finished with her work, Amberpaw kicked Burnetpaw away, and she tumbled to the ground in a heap.

Heavypaw immediately came to Burnetpaw's aid. "What are you?" he screeched at her. "First you scar Marshpaw, then you kill," Heavypaw spat the word out bitterly. "Crowfrost, then you scar Burnetpaw!"

"Like you didn't do the same to ThunderClan," Amberpaw snarled. "Like how it feels?"

"He had kits and a mate!"

"So did Mousewhisker."

Amberpaw felt truimph seeping into her. She had done what she had come to do. She purred as she grabbed as much fresh-kill as she could and ran back toward the border as fast as she could.

But ShadowClan's territory had extened tremendously throughout the war, and Amberpaw felt at least four warriors and one very angry apprentice (cough, HEAVYPAW, cough, cough) chasing her tail. Amberpaw crossed the ThunderClan border and immediately ran into a patrol consisting of Lilystone, Molewhisker, Snowpaw, Spiderleg and Bumblestripe.

"Amberpaw!" Snowpaw exclaimed when he saw her. "We've been looking for you! Where did you go?"

Amberpaw ignored him, and explained to Spiderleg, the most senior warrior here, what happened. "ShadowClancapturedmethenIkil ledCrowfrost," Amberpaw took a deep breath before continuing. "AndthenIgrabbedabunchofprey," another breath. "AndranbackhereasfastasIcould ," explaining fast took a lot of deep breaths. Amberpaw wondered why. "AndShadowClan'schasingme." she finally finished.

Spiderleg blinked. "Oh," was all he said, before ShadowClan attacked them.

Amberpaw's legs felt wobbly, so she instead fled, clingling onto the precious prey for dear life until she reached ThunderClan camp. Breathlessly and dizzy, she retold what happened before depositing the prey on the fresh-kill pile and sat back, satisfied. That would feed the Clan.

Bramblestar rapidly sent reinforcements, along with himself, and only she, Squirrelflight, Icecloud, Daisy, Purdy, Sandstorm and Seedflower remained in camp. The entire Clan had gone to attack ShadowClan.

Seedflower padded up to her. "Amberpaw, are you feeling alright?" the white snow coated Seedflower's pale ginger legs as she trudged through it.

Amberpaw blinked. "I'm feeling a little dizzy," she admitted. "But, I don't think so~" she was cut off as she collapsed in a fit of coughs. Seedflower worriedly shuffled over.

"Are you sure?" she persisted, and Amberpaw groaned.

"I'm...actually...not...feeling that good...right now..." she whispered, coughing again. "Everything's fuzzy. Is it supposed to be fuzzy?"

Seedflower shook her head. "I don't think so."

And then the world spiraled before Amberpaw before she collapsed completely.

Jayfeather sniffed the air, quickly locating the group's scent. He padded over to them, jaws filled with cobwebs and herbs for wounds.

When he arrived, he was surprised to find only minor injuries. Easily, he quickly gave them all their fair dose of herbs before getting Cinderheart.

For a long time, the five of them walked, while Cinderheart and her kits were carried with the Twoleg pelt. Jayfeather's jaws already ached from holding the Twoleg pelt between his jaws.

Suddenly, a rank stench filled his nostrils. Was it...? It smelled familiar, though it only brought forth bad memories.

Jayfeather ran a bit.

"Jayfeather," Lionblaze's warning tone came out, and Jayfeather sighed and stopped.

"Cinderheart," Jayfeather heard Dovewing mew, her voice trembling. "What, In~The~Name~Of~StarClan~Is~That?" she asked.

"That," Cinderheard meowed sadly, "Is the remains of the old forest.

"The Twolegs have completely taken over it," Jayfeather heard Tigerheart murmur in astonishment.

Carefully, Jayfeather placed a paw on a hard surface which stank like a million pieces of dirt, and he immediately knew that it was a Thunderpath. Taking a few more steps forward, he made sure that no monster was crossing.

He had already reached the edge when he felt the Twoleg stench overwhelm him and he gasped as hairless paws grabbed at his stomach, lifted him, and cooed something in gibberish.

Jayfeather had been caught by a Twoleg.

BUM BUM BUM! What will happen next? Do you think the wolves retreated too easily? What happened to Amberpaw? Will Jayfeather do my disclaimer next time? Y'all just have to wait! And, sorry, too lazy to do the quote -.- AND DON'T FORGET TO REVIEW ON THE POLL!

-Sky