Drypaw, now Dryleaf, watched as Sandpaw and Mousepaw recieved their warrior names.
"With this honor I name you Sandtail and Mousefoot." Moonstar spoke. Sandtail had turned into a huge warrior. His muscles rippled under his long pelt.
"The warriors will sit a silent vigil for the camp tonight." As Moonstar spoke, Dryleaf had heard as rustling noise in the bushes.
The leaves will be lost to the river.
A tom's voice spoke.
Skythorn?
What was he saying. A faint light sparkled behind a gorse bush. Skythorn shimmered into veiw, but no other cat seemed to notice. His green eyes glowed like fire and his red and white pelt shone like a star.
"The leaves will be lost to the river." He repeated in a sharper tone. Dryleaf tilted her head.
"What are you looking at?" Specklenose blue eyes sparked with confusion.
"N-no one, just dazing." She stammered. Narrowing his eyes, Specklenose looked away. That was close. Looking to the bush once more, Skythorn had left.
As Mousefoot and Sandtail padded away to stand vigil, another russling sound came from the woods, this time louder. Before Dryleaf could make out the sound, Streamstar and Longstar padded into Thunderclan's camp. Caterwhauls and yowl sounded all around.
Moonstar jumped down from Bigrock and stood to face the Riverclan and Shadowclan leaders.
"You're on Thunderclan land!" she spat, fur bristling. Streamstar, with his hairless wrinkles, looked around the camp, a smug grin on his face.
"Shadowclan and I agree that all borders should be reconsidered."
"Are you mouse-brained!" Moonstar spat. "Starclan gave us this land for a reason." Streamstar rolled his eyes.
"If you don't give us this land, we'll fight!" he arched his boney spine and hissed.
Moonstar whispered to her deputy Softfur. The orange tabby she-cat padded away.
"You want a fight, you got one!" Moonstar spat. Dryleaf lunged for a black and white tom, digging her claws deep in his shoulder. With a scowl of pain, to black and white tom flung her off and slashed at her face.
"Silentmew!," Honeytail wailed. "She's kin, get off!" The top stopped mid fight and snarled.
"Bat-traye-ed sh-sh adoww clann." He stamered, befor slamming into Sparrowpelt.
Dryleaf noticed Mousefoot struggling with a Brown and white she-cat. Rushing to her side, she sliced open the cat's nose,
"Ow!" She wailed. With energy pulsing through her pelt, Dryleaf jumped under her stomach and nipped at her hind legs.
"Cloudfur!" A white she-cat wailed, running to her rescue. But before she could reach her, Sandtail tackled her over with a massive thump. Mousefoot tussled with silver apprentice, sending him running into the woods. Dryleaf ran up to a RIverclan warrior and and batted her face.
"Give it up, you're out numbered." Her white pelt barely had a scratch, but Dryleaf was going to show this arrogant she-cat how to really fight.
Dryleaf slammed her paw so hard on the she-cats head, she saw the her eyes dull for just a moment, before she regain consiousness. The white cat tried to claw her, but she was dizzed from the blow. Taking the advantage, Dryleaf grabbed her throught inbetween her teeth and shook the battered she-cat.
Anger flared in her eyes, the cat grabbed hold of Dryleaf's ear and pulled. Falling to the ground, Drypaw raked her under-belly, sending blood splattering her face.
"Rrowwr!" she spat. Drypaw was suddenly being pelted by two more cats, stinging claws raked her pelt. Starclan help me!
A large brown tom pinned the white she-cat down, beating her so hard, she fled away with the others.
"Thanks!" Dryleaf breathed.
"Don't worry, Windclan's come to help."