Rowanstar greeted her at the camp entrance with a quick nod. Goldenheart bounded into the center of camp, closing her eyes as the apprentices gathered around her. She was very popular with them.
"What happened?" Rowanstar asked.
"Skystar and Salmonstar are both warning their Clans. Twolegs have been very active around WindClan. They're both worried about it," Quickfoot replied.
Rowanstar nodded. The look in her eyes was enough to tell she was worried, too.
Quickfoot curled up in the corner of the medicine den, wrapping her tail tight around her, shivering in the cold. Darkpaw was pressed against her. The sound of claws scraping on rock jerked her awake.
"Twolegs are attacking the camp!" a voice meowed.
Slowly, ThunderClan emerged from their dens to see a WindClan apprentice breathing hard in the entrance to camp. His eyes were clouded with fear.
"What?" Rowanstar yowled irritably.
"Twolegs are capturing cats in WindClan camp," the apprentice heaved.
ThunderClan exchanged worried glances.
"Skystar thinks it might have something to do with Quickfoot's sign," the apprentice went on.
Rowanstar turned to Clan and organized her best warriors to go into WIndClan territory for reinforcements.
"Foxpaw, Falconpaw, the queens, and Talonclaw will stay behind in case Twolegs come here. Move out!" she meowed.
The warriors, including Quickfoot and Darkpaw, charged out of camp and down the hill toward WIndClan camp.
Images of Orangepelt being captured by Twolegs flashed before Quickfoot's eyes. She remembered how one of ThunderClan's greatest warriors, Graystripe, was taken by Twolegs. She didn't know how she could ever cope with losing any WindClan, ThunderClan, RiverClan, or even ShadowClan being taken away. They would probably never be seen again.
I know, it's short, but I'm busy so I'm a little short on time and ideas. But keep checking back for more!!