It is settled, I will make a forum for NightClan's Return!

*Cough* It's already done *Cough*

Check it out here!: www .fan fiction forum/NightClan-s-Return-RP/145644/

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Anyways, I will get to writing more chapters, and guess what!

What?

I'm going to be doing a Christmas and New Years Special somehow :D! If ya'll can help me out and possibly send me some ideas for the couple chapters I'll be making for that special occasion, it'll be real nice.

Maybe I'll make one of the cats stuck in a house for New Years... Shemmur... WHO WILL THAT CAT BE? I'll make a voting for it next chapter :)

Other then that, guess what else is happening!

It's the fifth chapter (Actually sixth), and that means different P.O.V'S time!

NOW ONTO ZE STORY!

Oakstar's P.O.V

Oakstar grumbled to himself as he paced in a circle in front of HotCoal. He had not won the battle with NightClan, and the only cat he had killed was Redstorm. Like that was any trouble, anyways. He churned his claws deep into the dirt, his eyes ablaze. "FireClan is stronger then those filthy animals." He muttered, whipping around to HotCoal and pouncing upon the boulder. "All Cats old enough to to learn of the fire in their souls, gather under HotCoal for a Clan meeting." He yowled. Once the Clan had gathered he begun. "We lost, sadly, on our fight. And also lost Acornstrike, one of our beloved warriors." He sighed. "But that does not mean we are not victorious. What have we done, my Clan?" He called out.

"We showed no mercy!" The Clan cheered back.

"What else have we done?" He yowled louder.

"We showed those flea-bags we're boss!" The Clan screamed.

"We have won through no mercy, we are FireClan!"

Owlstar's P.O.V

I don't like this. I really don't. I squared my kill in front of me and sliced its neck open. Its fresh blood pooled at my paws and I stepped back, letting it bleed to death before picking it up. A hare. My mind was set on the fight that had happened between NightClan and FireClan, I only found out when a patrol of my warriors crossed over the territory to see what was going on from all the commotion heard in our Camp. I regret the time Crystar and I accepted these cats into our Clan life. They would have been better alone, surely.

I leaped to Camp, my fur bushing out as the Clan watched me carry the plump hare and robin I had caught earlier to the fresh kill pile. They smiled and purred with enjoyment. "Nice catches, Owlstar." My deputy, Brokenwishes, bounded over to me. His brown and white tabby pelt flowed in the wind as he skidded to a halt beside me. "The Clans been starving. Ever since the dogs attacked Camp, it has been tougher and tougher to catch prey." He sighed, glancing to his paws. "None of the hunting patrols found much prey, just a couple scrawny thrushes and voles."

I frowned. "Well, we have to work together, don't we. Organize more patrols, all hunting. I will not approve of any border patrols until our fresh kill pile is stacked high enough for the next three sunrises around." Brokenwishes gave a hefty nod before trotting off to assign patrols. I watched him go with a sigh, before trudging towards my den to rest. The days for my Clan were not over yet, I knew that for sure. It wasn't over for NightClan, either. CloudClan isn't that cruel, they couldn't be that cruel. Something would work out. I was sure of it.

Sunsky's P.O.V

I never wanted to love Dragonfeather, it just, happened. I turned away from my Clan, who cowered under HotCoal from Oakstar, as he rambled on about winning every next battle against NightClan. I kept a secret, do you know it? I hope not, actually. It's important it's not told out to all the Clans. I walked out of Camp, glancing back to the Nursery before doing so. No one could find out. No one.

I bounded out of Camp and towards the border, gazing out into NightClan territory. They settled in so well. So abnormally well. The Clan was so neat, and kind. Completely different from FireClan.

Petalfire, my best friend, trotted over to me. "Hey, you doing okay?" She asked me. "Yeah. I guess I'm fine." I murmured in reply. Petalfire sighed, staring at her paws. "Your mind still set on Dragonfeather? You gotta get over him, okay? He's gone."

"He's not gone!" I spat, leaping to my paws. Petalfire raised a paw, signaling she wanted me to calm down. "Sorry. I just... I can't. I can't get over him." I mumbled, dropping to my paws and tucking my muzzle in my fur. "Leave me alone, please..." I whispered, my voice faltering and breaking. Petalfire nodded and turned away. "You have to get over it soon enough," she called before leaving. "You know that."

I know that, but I will never forget Dragonfeather.