Chapter 12

ShadowClan!

Disclaimer: I still don't own warriors.

Gingerstar14: This fic ends bad in about two chapters. I'm warning, you Bramleclaw fans!!

"Morning sleepyhead!" The soft voice woke Brambleclaw from sleep.

"What?" He asked, shaking sleep away and sitting up. The white cat was standing over him.

"Ashfoot wants you to lead the dawn patrol, and it's soon gonna be late."

"Oh." Brambleclaw gave his pelt a quick shake. "I guess I'll take you, Crowfeather, and..." He paused. "Weaselfur."

I'll get 'em!" She purred, then woke Crowfeather. She rushed over to were Weaselfur was choosing his prey. "Patrol."

"Kay. My prey can wait, I guess." With a last glance at a particularly juicy rabbit, and padded over to the patrol with Crowfeather and Brambleclaw.

Brambleclaw lead the cats toward the horseplace and RiverClan border. He renewed the scent marker as well as Crowfeather and Weaselfur.

They said a friendly greeting to Mistyfoot leading a patrol as well. "We may as well head over to the ThunderClan border so..." Brambleclaw was cut off with a hiss to stay silent. Crowfeather took off after a rabbit abd disappeared in a patch of gorse. He reapeared holding a limp rabbit in his mouth. They all took a few bites together, as it was not a hunting patrol.

Whitetail walked beside him, her pelt brushing his. "I'll soon be sleeping with the queens, you know." She meowed.

Brambleclaw nodded. He stopped and suspicously sniffed the air. ThunderClan. But something smelled wierd... As he renewed the scent marker, he realised what he smelled. ShadowClan! And even fresher and stronger than the ThunderClan.

"ShadowClan!" He hissed. Crowfeather flattened his ears, and Whitetail looked fearful.

The stronest smell was distinct: Blackstar!

"And Blackstar! What's that cat playing at? On ThunderClan territory. And ours!" Crowfeather snarled.

"Quick! Back to camp!" Brambleclaw gasped. "We've got to warn them, before it's too late! Trust those ShadowClan cats to get envious and attack because we've got it good."

"Ohh, they make me mad!" Weaselfur hissed. The cats pelted toward the camp. ShadowClan grew stronger, and as they broke into camp, it was filled with a fighting mass of WindClan and ShadowClan. "No!" Brambleclaw launched himself into the fight.