Acorntail drew in a quick breath, clawing at the ground to retrieve the parsley stuck in the ground. "Actually, you 4 should carry on without us. I'll see you in the Med Den, Spiderpaw." He gave a quick smile, beckoning the 4 apprentices to carry on their patrol.
As the 3 continued down the territory, there was a chilling silence surrounding the forest. "Something doesn't feel right about this..." Spiderpaw mewed in fear. "Don't be such a scaredy-cat Spiderpaw, we're on our territory! Those big bad Shadowclan cats can't hurt us!" Foxpaw mewed with pride. Suddenly Flamepaw suddenly stopped,causing Redpaw to bump into her. "What's the hold up mouse-brain?!" He hissed, annoyed. Flamepaw's fur stood on edge, her only words being "We need to go back to camp. Now!"
The 4 cats ran though the territory. "What's the big deal?! Foxpaw said, leaping over large sticks and rocks in her path. "I don't know, but I feel something terrible is about to happen." Flamepaw said, giving a quick shudder, as the cats launched into the clearing of the camp. They skidded to a halt, seeing something in the middle of camp.
It was Birchwing, her pelt soaked with blood, and teeth marks on her throat.
