Rosepaw was now trying to keep Skypaw on her feet. Skypaw's wound was healing fast, but not fast enough. It had been several days since the escape from Leafclan. "Uh oh," said Skypaw. They had reached the plateau, but the single fact that it was a plateau made it impossible for them to climp. How did Shadowlight and the others get us down? Thought Rosepaw. She let Skypaw rest and ran around the plateau. She then saw a stair-like ridge on the side. It was like a slide, only when Rosepaw tried to climb it, she didn't slide. She was a live oak half holding on to the plateau, and half its roots swiveled everywhere. She was a mark of blood, and metally noted that it was probably where Shadowlight slammed Skypaw's head. Rosepaw looked through the roots to look for an entranceway. She found that one of the roots could be moved, so she lifted it as high as she could and ran through it barely before it wacked her. It was big enough to be a fatal blow.
Rosepaw reached the top, and ran to the camp. She yelled, "Wildstar! Help, Skypaw's hurt!" At the sound of her voice, every cat ran out of their dens and started licking her and purring. Wildstar called them away and asked, "Where is Skypaw and the others?"
"At the bottom of the plateau is Skypaw, and the rest are still at Leafclan."
"Hollypaw?"
"Yes, she's still at camp, also."
Jayfeather, then, ran out of his den with herbs in a huge leaf from a tree that had no name very close to Leafclan. "Let's go!" he yowled. His apprentice, Poppypaw, followed him along with several warriors and Crackedfang.

They came back hours later with Skypaw on Jayfeather and Crackedfang's backs. Skypaw was complaining that she could walk, and needed not to be carried. "No, your paw is broken and your head is smashed in!" snapped Jayfeather. Skypaw quickly became quiet and was settled into the den.
"My warriors, we must save the kits!" said Wildstar.
"And the apprentices," said Daisyfur.
"Yes, and the appretices."

Rosepaw, Wildstar, Grasspelt, Crackedfang, Nightshadow, Darkclaw, Grass-seed, and Flowercloud all followed Wildstar through the brush and shrubs. They ran down thePlateau Stair, as the clan called it, and ran as fast as they could. They reached Leafclan in an hour and were padding around the camp wall. They saw the ginger, black, and brown cats, who were only those three colors, running around. Some were herding Skyclan kits into a den and were dragging the apprentices, including Hollypaw. Wildstar's eyes grew wide and he growled. He realised his mistake too late and saw all the Leafclan cats look at where they were hiding.
"Charge!" yowled Wildstar, and the cats ran into the camp. Rosepaw was in charge of sneaking the kits away, and into the pit they quickly dug until they could bring them back. The apprentices could make it back on their own. Rosepaw sneaked behind the nursery while the battle raged. She dug a hole in the back, and reached inside. Bam! Her paw hit a wood wall. "Ahhhhh!!" she yowled. She brought her paw and licked it. When the pain stopped, she tried to figure out what to do with the wooden wall. She dug more earth and looked at the wood. She looked more closely and elated. She saw that the wood was only many sticks. She pushed them until she found a loose one.
She pulled at it. She heard cracking sounds and new her plan was working. It snapped, and she went to the next one. It got easier to snap them now that she had space to put her paw through. When the hole was deep enough, she squeezed in. She sniffed a black and white kit, and she proved it was Leafclan. She picked a ginger one, and found it as a Leafclan one also. After sorting through twenty kits, sho noticed that only two were Skyclan; Tick-kit and Fishkit. Both were black with white spots on their fore head. Tick-kit's was small, and at first, everyone poked at it to confirm that it wasn't a tick. Fishkit's was shaped as a fish, thus her name.
"There must be more," whispered Rosepaw, and she quickly ran off with the two kits, dropped them off at the pit with Daisyfur to keep them warm, and ran back. She smelled the air, her mouth partially open, to find hidden kits. She smelt blood, Leafclan and Skyclan warriors, and a small hint of fear scent of kits.
Rosepaw ran toward the smell, but lost it behind the dens. She had no choice, she had to run through the battle. She saw Darkclaw fall, and she gulped in much air and ran into the raging and bloody battle, not knowing what might happen.