Thank you! I've got six reviews now! Yay! So anyway - Redwillow is going to keep attacking, and causing some problems (understatement) I don't know how I'm going to end it yet, but if you have any ideas, please review! Keep reading, and may StarClan be with you. (IDK, weird ending...)
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Ivypool woke up at dawn the next day. The previous day's attack had tired her out, along with the two patrols she did yesterday.
When she groomed her pelt and walked out the den, stretching, she was surprised to see that her sister's patrol had left already. I hope they'll be okay, thought Ivypool worriedly. She sighed and padded over to the fresh-kill pile, grabbing a squirrel and dragging it over to where Blossomfall was devouring a mouse.
"Some of the senior warriors look pretty worried," commented Blossomfall as Ivypool drew closer, "they can't have come to a good conclusion."
Ivypool saw that her friend was right. Some of them weren't even eating anything. She sighed and resolved to ask Branblestar if she could listen in on the next meeting, though she doubted it. Why don't I ask Lionblaze to do it? Even though Lionblaze was not yet a senior warrior, he was older and more experienced than Ivypool, and even better, one of the Three. He'll probably tell me what they're saying. And Bramblestar will be more likely to let him in than me.
She padded over to talk to Lionblaze when Icecloud burst through the thorn barrier into the camp. "Help! Help! Redwillow, help!" She screeched. All of the warriors in camp streamed over to her and started questioning her. Even Bramblestar darted out of his den to see her.
Once she had calmed down, she meowed urgently, "Over by the ShadowClan border, Redwillow… and his four followers attacked us. We're outnumbered. We need help!"
Bramblestar at once regained order by sending out directions. "I will lead a patrol of warriors there. Icecloud, are you fit to lead us to the place? " Despite being scratched and having chunks of fur pulled out, the she-cat breathlessly nodded.
"Okay, you'll lead us, but you don't have to fight. I want Birchfall, Hazeltail, Thornclaw, and Spiderleg to come with us. Then Mousewhisker, Ivypool, and Lionblaze – go and find Jayfeather. Cinderheart is guarding him now, he gathering herbs out in the forest. Make sure they aren't under attack too. The rest of you guard the camp." The leader ordered his warriors, with every tone of urgency in his voice.
Lionbaze was already pelting through the thorn barrier, calling, "Cinderpelt!" Despite the problem, Ivypool restrained some amusement. The tom's affection for the young she-cat was well known. Together, Mousewhisker and Ivypool chased after Lionblaze.
The three cats were nearing the Twoleg nest now. This is where they thought the medicine cat would most likely be. Soon they heard screeching, and the sound of a fight. The cats did not slow down, but rather sped up. Soon they were at the nest.
The fight was not going well. Jayfeather was fighting the tom Ivypool identified as Thornheart, and Cinderheart was locked in a position with Greyclaw.
While Lionblaze hurried to help his brother, he ordered the other cats to attack Greyclaw. Soon the two cats were largely outnumbered.
Ivypool pounced on Greyclaw's back, ripping out chunks of fur. She vaguely heard Lionblaze pounding the attacking Thornheart to the ground, but she could not afford to be distracted. Soon Greyclaw seemed to realize it was hopeless, and crouched to the ground as if to pounce, but disappeared as the she-cat has done the night before.
Ivypool sighed. How are we ever going to get these cats? We've beaten them every time we've fought them, but they've just vanished to come back for more. She glanced over at Lionblaze. Judging from the fury in his eyes, Thornheart had gone as well.
The silver she-cat looked over at Mousewhisker. He was on his side, gasping, with a large scratch down his flank, and his right forepaw bent at an odd angle.