Okay, so its been like, a MONTH!! School is the biggest enemy in the whole of FANDOM!!!! AAAHH!! Thank you for your patience, and here we are (finally) with Chapter 17!!!

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Yes she is.

Ashstar used them to get the other Clans to surrender.

The Second Book is called Lurking Shadows

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Time for the story!!

This is from Crowstar's POV

Chapter 18 – Attack IV – Aftermath

Everyone was scattered across the clearing, DarkClan in one corner with Sol busily healing cats limping towards him as the line of cats grew. ForestClan and EarthClan shared the medicine den as Cinderpelt, Littlecloud and Nightpaw all helped injured cats both inside and outside the camp.

Just then, Hawkfrost limped up to me with…the kits! Tawnypelt had also noticed, as she sprinted up to her kits and licked them thoroughly, with Stonewhisker just behind.

"Where…did…you…find…them…?" she asked between licks.

"They were in a corner of Ashfur's den," I noticed the use of the former leader of DarkClan's warrior name in Hawkfrost sorrowful speech. "They were in the corner, underfed, abused and unconscious." There was something in the deputy's eyes that I couldn't pick out. I chose to ignore it for the time being.

"Thank you," Tawnypelt blinked gratefully at Hawkfrost. "I never thought I'd see them again…" she trailed off as she looked warmly at the kits that were playing in the dust, happy to be home again.

"What will you do now?" I asked Hawkfrost as Tawnypelt walked off towards the nursery.

"First off, I need to get my leader's name," the tabby mewed. "Then, I will rebuild this Clan and make it respected, but not remember for the bloodshed that it caused today." He looked thoroughly ashamed with himself…was he?

"StarClan go with you…" I meowed as he and his warriors walked painfully out of the clearing.

Next, I spotted Owlwhisker and walked up to him, "You showed great courage today standing up to your leader in the face of death."

"It was only doing justice," Owlwhisker dipped his head. "Although Hawkfrost has said that his Clan will be much more just than before, I wouldn't put it past him to conveniently forget about it. There's something about him I just can't get…" he trailed off in thought.

"I'm sure we'll deal with it when the time comes," I finished. "Where will you go now?"

"First off, we need to find some territory, and a camp," the brown warrior mewed. "Then we need to start from scratch, just like you did."

"I'm sure if we can do it, so can you," I encouraged. Owlwhisker looked slightly humbled by my comment as he bid farewell with his new followers going just behind.

Finally, only the ForestClan cats were left. Greystripe, although not too injured by the battle, looked utterly defeated. I guessed he was still shaken by his leader, and best friend's death, and would be for some time.

"I'm sorry about your, and the Clan's loss," I consoled as I padded over to the grey tom. "I'm sure the Clans will give him a proper send-off."

"Yes," Greystripe uttered. "Since he was close to all the Clans, we would have liked that."

"What will you do now?" I mewed softly.

"After Firestar's burial, I'll go and get my nine lives and then bring the Clan back together," he clearly wasn't in the mood to talk. I let him be, as I gestured goodbye as his warriors slowly plodded out of the camp and back to the lake.

Leafpool leapt down off the GorgeRock with Squirrelflight right behind. I licked her on the head and asked, "Are you alright?"

"Stop worrying, I'm fine!" she mewed playfully. We walked towards the nursery, where Leafpool would be spending the next few moons. I was going to miss sleeping next to her, but when the kits were in the first few days, I would always be there.

We walked inside, the moss beds looking extra comfy as we tried to find a booth. We walked past Squirrelflight and Brambleclaw, and we were just about to sit with them until we realised that they needed their privacy.

They had noticed our hesitation though, because Squirrelflight mewed, "Sit down, we don't mind."

We stepped back and sat down in the moss bed opposite.

"I suppose this is our home for the next few moons," Squirrelflight joked.

"Yeah…" she realised suddenly.

"What do you think of Owlwhisker's new Clan?" Brambleclaw asked us.

"Well, he certainly seemed ambitious," Leafpool commented.

"Don't forget that we were in the same situation less than five moons ago," I added. "I'm sure he will be a strong leader. He certainly has the drive."

Silence fell on our group again while everybody thought the same thing. Squirrelflight, naturally, babbled first.

"I'm not pleased that Hawkfrost has become leader of DarkClan," she spoke calmly, but I'm pretty sure that she was bubbling with rage inside.

Even more predictably. Brambleclaw argued against that.

"He hasn't done anything wrong…" he trailed off, looking at a crack on a rock by his paw.

"Yet, not yet!" Squirrelflight finished for him.

Not wanting to put his relationship in jeopardy, he succumbed to defeat, and Squirrelflight licked him on the cheek and chuckled softly.

Even though the clouds were grey above us, and our future was shrouded in doubt, I knew that with the birth of new kits, the Clan could only get stronger. EarthClan would survive.

Here is the end! Please review…thanks for everything guys!

I may start uploading the prologue of Book 2 tomorrow!!

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