Chapter 9

Stormcloud's POV

Immediately the ShadowClan patrol leaped onto the ThunderClan patrol, "What do you want?" Spikepaw growled.

"We just want to pass on a message to Rowanstar. Midnight is with us. Now get off me, Spikepaw," Bramblestar explained.

"My name is Spikefur now," Spikefur retorted, "All right, fine, come with us. Rowanstar won't be happy with more ThunderClan cats, though."

"My, grumpy ShadowClan is," Midnight mumbled.

"Tell me about it," muttered Stormcloud. As they walked through the forest, Spikefur suddenly whirled around and hissed.

"How dare you try to trick me!" he spat, "ThunderClan will not attack us!"

He pounced on Bramblestar, who flipped him off, "What are you talking about?!" he exclaimed.

"Can't you smell it? You have more cats on our territory!"

Stormcloud opened his jaws to taste the air, and dashed towards the scent. The other cats followed him to a hollow, where two cats sat.

"DOVEWING?!" cried Bramblestar.

"Tigerheart! What are you doing?!" screeched Spikefur.