Mossface burst into the camp. "Flowerstar, Flowerstar!" she yowled at the top of her lungs. Flowerstar came out of her den, he eyes wide.

"What's wrong?"

"Rockfang is dead!"

The whole camp came to a quiet pause. Suddenly, the morning patrol came with a mournful yowl. Rockfang was dragged into the camp, his ice blue eyes seemed to pierce every cat as his body passed them. Swifttalon came in later, carrying two kits in her jaws, and two other cats of the patrol carried one each. Swifttalon went straight to the nursery. She placed them there, along with the other two. Spottedfire went into the den, making sure they were healthy. Ravenfeather and Feathersong padded out of the warriors den, along with Sparrowwing and Blacksoul. Mossface's eyes narrowed at Blacksoul, her eyes bloody from her now non-seeing eyes that recently happened that morning.

"And I know who did it." Mossface didn't take her eyes off of the tabby she-cat. Flowerstar raced to Mossface's side. "Who?"

"Blacksoul."

Blacksoul suddenly lunged at Mossface, having good aim from her excellent sence of hearing and scent.

"Crowfood!" Blacksoul snarled, as she aimed to sink her claws into her neck. Mossface landed on her back, trying to overthrow her attacker. Mossface kicked up her hind legs as Blacksoul landed, Mossface hitting her right in the stomach. Blacksoul landed with a thud, and Rabbitleg and Liontooth pinned her down. Flowerstar padded up to Blacksoul.

"Is this true?" Flowerstar questioned her. Blacksoul snarled, and tried to lift her paw up to hit Flowerstar in the muzzle. Flowerstar snarled, her claws unsheathed into the chilly dirt. "Blacksoul, you are now exiled from ThunderClan. If you come into our territory again, we will treat you like we would any other intruder. Get out of my sight." Rabbitleg and Liontooth released the tabby, and she sped off into the cold, frosty morning. Thornnose and Sparrowwing followed in pursuit, making sure she did leave. Flowerstar watched them as they left.

"Now, let us all sit vigil for the fallen."

Swifttalon sat beside him, Mossface following her, along with the other cats of ThunderClan. They all sat, shivering either because of cold, or from shock of Blacksoul's betrayal. Mossface looked to Swifttalon, and sighed. She padded to the nursery, to look at the kits. She sighed, and she lay down in the den. The kits seemed to cuddle up to her quickly. Mossface gently pushed them towards her, to keep them nice and warm. Mossface closed her eyes, and slowly, but surely drifted off to sleep.

Mossface woke up, Swifttalon was beside her, already awake. Mossface stood up, looking embarrassed. "Sorry about that, Swifttalon. I thought they'd be cold." Swifttalon nodded.

"I understand." She smiled. "Thank you." Mossface nodded towords her, and padded out of the den. She sighed sadly. Why wasn't there anyone for her? She felt so lonely. Mossface went into the medicine cat's den, to look for Spottedfire. She saw her sister there, still looking after Tawnyclaw. "Is he going to be okay?" she asked. Mossface was really worried about the elder. Could he pull out of it? Spottedfire shook her head.

"His fever moved to greencough. I don't know if he will make it." She sighed. "Will you go to the old twoleg place for me, and collect some catnip?"

"Sure."

"Make sure you take someone else with you."

"Alright." Mossface walked out of the den.

"And hurry! Who knows when he will stop breathing!" Spottedfire yowled after her. With a flick of Mossface's tail, Spottedfire turned back to look after Tawnyclaw.

Mossface padded into the warriors den, and saw Rabbitleg. She smiled at him, and meowed. "Rabbitleg, will you come with me to the old twoleg place with me?" The tom looked up, and nodded, smiling. He stood up, shook his pelt, and began to pad out of the camp with her.

They continued to walk, and as they did, the sun began to set. It was beginning to get even colder than it was before, and Mossface was growing very, very cold. Rabbitleg looked at her, and meowed.

"Do you need to go back?"

"No. I'm fine." Mossface continued on, and soon the two were at the twoleg house. It looked rusty, made on finely cut beige stones, snow falling from the sky. Rabbitleg padded over to the garden. He sniffed around, and found the catmint Mossface needed to get.

"Is that what you wanted?"

"Yes it is, thank you Rabbitleg." Mossface padded over to look at it. It looked withered, but it had to do. It just had to! Mossface ripped the sweet-smelling plant from the snow-covered ground. She nodded to Rabbitleg, and raced off into the darkness.

Mossface came into the camp with Rabbitleg at her heels. They raced into the medicine cat's den, Greenpaw looking over Tawnyclaw. Mossface sighed in relief. Tawnyclaw was still alive. Spottedfire looked up to Mossface.

"Thank you," she meowed, and she took the catmint. Mossface nodded, and left with Rabbitleg at her side. The two padded into the den to lay down. Rabbitleg looked at her. "Want to go hunting with me after we're done resting?" Rabbitleg asked Mossface. Mossface couldn't help but smile.

"Sure. We can go right after I go see Swifttalon," she meowed. Rabbitleg nodded, and decided to go with Mossface. Mossface looked over her shoulder, and looked inside the nursery. "Swifttalon?" Mossface meowed. The she-cat looked around, only seeing the four sleeping kits of hers. A puzzled look was put on Mossface's face. She looked back at Rabbitleg. "Have you seen Swifttalon? She usually doesn't go off alone." Mossface wondered. Rabbitleg shook his head.

"Maybe she decided to go hunting," he suggested.

"With no one to look after her kits? I don't think so." Mossface meowed. "Lets look." She meowed, and they took off again. Rabbitleg and Mossface soon found a scent trail of the tabby she-cat. They followed it, it only leading toward the lake. Rabbitleg looked around.

"Where would she be?"

"There she is!" Mossface meowed shocked. On ShadowClan territory, Mossface could see Swifttalon quickly sharing tongues along the shore with a ShadowClan tom. Mossface saw Swifttalon's eyes flicker, showing that she saw them. Her eyes widened, and she said good-bye to the tom, racing towards ThunderClan territory. Mossface flicked her tail for Rabbitleg to follow as she raced back towards camp.

Back at camp, Mossface didn't bother to talk to Swifttalon as she passed her to get to the warriors den. Mossface went to lie in her nest. The pale ginger she-cat sighed heavily, and waited awhile. Wasn't Rabbitleg going to come? Suddenly, the gray tom's steady blue eyes entered the nest, two voles dangling by their tails from his mouth for the two warriors. Mossface looked up, a put a delicate smile on her face.

"I brought this for you." Rabbitleg meowed softly, and placed one of the voles in his mouth in front of her. He smiled back. Mossface looked up and him, seeing him drag his nest over. Rabbitleg lay down, taking a bite of his vole. Mossface looked at it, and prodded at it. She took a nibble. Rabbitleg reached towards her ear. "Are you upset about Swifttalon?" he asked. Mossface looked back, and nodded sadly.

"She betrayed me."

"But how do you know she did something bad?"

"Didn't you see the panic in her eyes? Obviously she was up to something." Mossface meowed, eyes brimming with sadness. Rabbitleg pressed his nose into her side, trying to comfort her. Mossface sighed, and took another bite of the vole Rabbitleg had given her. Mossface laid her head in her paws, her eyes flickering between Rabbitleg and the vole. Her black paw gently nudged the prey away, inviting Rabbitleg to eat it. Rabbitleg nodded, and reached in to eat it for Mossface. Mossface let out a weak smile, and curled herself into her nest more. Rabbitleg did the same, seeing Mossface watching him. Mossface purred, and lay her head on his back, and soon the two fell into their slumber.