Thank you to the people that have stuck with me through the story, I hope you'll still be around for the rest of the series! This is the second battle scene, which takes place before EarthClan get ambushed.

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Avatar: That quote cheered me up immensely when I wrote it, school just started again so…. :L

Yay, you figured out why DarkClan attacked ForestClan first! Non-existant biscuit for you!!

Nianque: I am afraid that Brambleclaw's kits have been named already (I only just realised this as I was flicking through my crib sheets for Book 2 – I am on Chapter 5 of Book 2 at the mo!)

I think it was Brook's kits that needed names…so that's who you're naming :}

Stormfur and Brook have two kits…that need names…and if anyone reports this, I will use that flame to burn their hair!!

~Jill~ : mnbvcxzlkjhgfdsapoiuytrewq! That was the keyboard backwards!! Yes Crowstar and Leafpool will have kits… I only decided to do a weird names contest because I saw name called 'Homicidal Ovary'! LOL! I was laughing all night when I saw that name (he/she is my nomination!)

Cinderfoot: The lack of a POV from Squirrelflight was purely unintentional…I didn't mean to do that (so you can rule Squirrelflight out…for the moment…)

Brook certainly has incentives (in my opinion anyway…)

The main camp is ThunderClan's hollow. The amount of cats in the allegiances for ForestClan is the real number…8O

I am so happy for Stonewhisker. Out of my OC's, he is my favourite character. He's just so fun-loving and caring and kind and loyal (have I said 'and' too much?).

Yay, more suggestions for Brook's kits!! :P I shall think for the best one…

And well done for noticing my reference to Shrek The Third; we are obsessed with Shrek in the UK, and we are eagerly awaiting Shrek Comes Fourth (the new movie! :P :P :P :P :P)

Laughing Rain: It was lucky I wasn't able to update last night otherwise I would have missed your review!! :P

I think Brambleclaw is happy about being a father. He's just going to be very protective of her from now on…and we all know how Squirrelflight doesn't like being protective…be prepared for sparks to fly!!

Time for the story! This is from Stonewhisker's POV!!

From Leopardstorm

Chapter 16 – Attack II (Ambush)

The cats that had stayed behind were all out in a row, standing proudly, and ready to defend the camp. The only cats that had stayed in dens were Longtail and Goldenflower, who were defending the kits in the nursery. It was such an eerie silence; no cat knew if an enemy warrior was going to jump out of the nearest bush.

It had been a while since Crowstar had lead much of the Clan into battle at the lake. Some had chosen to stay, and some needed to too, otherwise the camp could be taken if we were away.

Leafpool had stayed, she had her own reasons, she had said to Crowstar and Squirrelflight. She was standing with Nightpaw and Cinderpelt, getting ready to wage war by helping cats get fit again.

Then, a yowl, and cats flooded in, the element of surprise completely lost by the yowl from the all noticing eyes of Sunpaw, one of the most observant cats in the Clan. There were loads of cats coming through, at least half of the Clan, probably more.

Before I had time to think, Russetfur had landed on me, trying to pin my down. She was winning, she was an accomplished warrior after all, and I was no more than a young warrior, a three-quarter moon fresh from my warrior ceremony.

"You are no match for my strength, worthless loner!" she hissed in my ear, the strength started to ebb away from me as she pinned me further into the ground. Finally, she had done it, but rather than starting to claw at me, she was reaching down for my neck. She was fighting to kill! I thought in horror.

Just has she was about to put me to a painful demise, the great weight was lifted off my shoulder. I looked up to find that Tawnypelt had launched on her former Clanmate and thrown her off me. We touched noses briefly as we nodded and sped off again. The next that I was attacked by was Rowanclaw. This must have been Tawnypelt's old mate!!

"This time, you won't get away with it!" the ginger tom growled in my ear. This time? Now he was confusing me…

"You are pathetic!" I snarled back. "Is this just your way of getting revenge on Tawnypelt, because by StarClan if you lay a paw on her, you won't get out of this battle." Blinded by anger, I butted him sharply on the head as he toppled over in a knocked-out heap on the dusty floor.

Suddenly, I knew what DarkClan were trying to do. We were being ambushed! I had to go and tell the Clan over at the forest. As chief of the camp while the rest had gone, I should have stayed behind, but since everyone else was so caught up in fighting the other cats around us, it was only chance to survive.

I was about to launch myself out of the clearing when I caught Tawnypelt's eye for one, last time before I left. I couldn't bear to think about what the consequences of this battle may be, but I forced myself to move onwards. The fate of everybody back at the gorge rested on my shoulders. EarthClan's time was ticking away…

DIFFERENT POINT OF VIEW…

The rest of the Clan had fled back to the gorge to help back at camp, but nobody had noticed me stay behind because the ForestClan cats stayed behind too. I just had to wait for my chance; Firestar had stayed behind to make sure no DarkClan cats come back.

He must still be in his den…the moment I've been waiting for has come. I silently picked my up the rock-fall and up towards Firestar's den. Just one step closer to total domination. It was still pouring with rain outside, so the darkness that was enveloping the land covered me. Everything is falling into place…

He was alone, foolish cat, doesn't he expect anything!? He will be too easy… He was licking a forepaw tenderly as he sniffed the air. He had noticed someone had entered the vicinity.

"Hello," he called softly. "You must be an EarthClan cat."

"You could say that," I said silkily as I edged nearing.

The kittypet was standing up now, "what are you doing here?" he asked. "Shouldn't you be with the rest of the Clan at your camp?"

"I'm here to continue what I started," I yowled as I leapt at the ForestClan leader. He clearly hadn't expected it to happen, as he fell like a stunned squirrel onto the floor as I pinned him down. My unusually powerful muscles rippled as I pinned him down. He was whimpering as started my tortuous work.

This time, I didn't give him an easy exit, like I had with Sparrowpaw. I scratched him all over, the blood oozing out as I continued to injure the fallen warrior. I grabbed his hind leg and twisted with all my might. It was becoming more and more fragile the more I pulled, but I kept at it. After all, it wasn't my pain that was going to be suffered…

Finally, it snapped sickeningly. Well, sickeningly to any other cat watching, but I was oblivious to the gore that I was mercilessly creating.

My hunger for more overcame me, as I bit down and shook his tail in a horrible way, and ran a deep cut along his flank. I got up and left him for the buzzards; I knew he wasn't dead, but I knew that he would never lead a Clan ever again. The murderer had struck again…

Bet you didn't expect that, huh! I loved this chapter; it was the first bit of gore that I had properly written! Tell me what you think of it! I would love to hear your views! Only 3 chapters left plus the epilogue and the synopsis for Lurking Shadows (that is the title for Book 2…)

Please review, and also give more names for Brook's kits!! Not things like Sushikit though (how are cats gonna know what a sushi is?!)

Have a great afternoon, but from the UK it is good bye from me –

The murderer: AND SWEET DREAMS!! THEY MAY BE YOUR LAST….MUAHAHAHAHAHA!

Don't listen to him/her, he/she is deranged!!

From Leopardstorm!