Hey friends, sorry about not updating for a while. This chapter has a bit of violence, so be prepared. The point of view changes alot, like, aloooooot, so yeah… Also, Vix is a fox, just in case you were wondering. :)

Swiftsleet was already too far from the other cats to hear the excitement, so he kept walking. Sorrelpaw and him stopped when they reached the edge of the mist, "Okay, you are my first apprentice, but I assume that it is best to teach you how to hunt in the mist at first, so you're used to it." he paused slightly, "Today is one of the rare days that there is barely any mist." Sorrelpaw tipped her head in confusion, "What about exploring the territory." Swiftsleet narrowed his eyes, "That's for a different day, now copy me." He crouched down to the ground, only his paw tips touching the ground. His tail was perfectly still, stuck out behind him. Sorrelpaw tried to copy him, but she kept losing her balance. Swiftsleet stood up and pushed her lightly to one side, putting her on her center of balance. "Now step forwards very lightly, and avoid making splash sounds in any water." Sorrelpaw nodded and stalked forwards, her paws were touching the ground lightly, but every once in awhile, her paw hit the ground harder than it was supposed to.

Witherpaw smiled slightly, now thankful that Mistpaw had come. What a great diversion. Now she had to make this quick. She sniffed the air and headed in the territory behind the camp. Soon, marsh grass began to appear all over the place, and then it expanded into a field of tall bunches of soft grass. The only ways for cats to get through it was to follow the tiny streams running through little tunnels under the grass, or walking on top of it. Deepsnow had taken the tunnels, so Witherkit followed her scent.

Sorrelpaw kept trying, and then somehow she got it right for several steps, then she failed again. Swiftsleet examined her closely and opened his mouth several times, just to close it again. "Your skills are quite good for just a beginner." He finally said. Sorrelpaw smiled at the praise, "Cool!" She said.

Witherpaw soon found Deepsnow sulking in a clearing where the stream splays out in a little ponds during the winter, but was just a tiny trickle right now. It wasn't really sulking, she seemed to be ripping things apart, as the clearing was littered with shredded leaves, giant clumps of mashed dirt, and in one corner, a bloody lump that could have been a mouse. Her gaze flicked up and she glared at Witherpaw angrily as she approached. "What do you want?! Aren't you supposed to be with your mentor?" she growled. Witherpaw smiled. "Of course! But don't you want to get back at the leader for being unfairrrr?"

Deepsnow smiled for a second then frowned, "Of course I do! But how would we get back at her?" she smiled inwardly, thinking of several ways to get back at her. She looked down and dragged her paw through the dirt making several small x's.

Witherpaw smiled. "I dunno! A prank of some sort, maybe put a piece of dung in her nest while she's sleeping, or even..." she smiled, lost in her own thoughts, not noticing Deepsnows expression, or her paw.

Deepsnow smiled, "Hmm... That sounds good." she paused slightly, sniffing the air, then continued on, "What kind of prank?" she asked.

Witherpaw shrugged, smiling. "I'll see you at moonhigh tomorrow night!" she turned around and pushed into the marshes thick underbrush.

"Ok..." Deepsnow mumbled after Witherpaw, thinking dark thoughts.

Witherpaw soon made her way to her mentor, Mistpaw, and Wolfspot. She looked around before revealing herself to the cats, grabbing a random leaf and walking into the clearing proudly. "Guys! Look what i found! This leaf has a spider on itttt!" she spat the leaf out of her mouth and observed it. Wintestorm yelped and hurried over to her. "Where in Starclan did you run off to?! We were looking everywhere for you!"

Sorrelpaw suddenly smelled something really weird. She looked over at Swiftsleet who had smelled it as well. His eyes flared in alarm, "Fox." he said quickly. He stood up and raced over to Sorrelpaw. nudging her towards the camp, "Go to the camp, and warn them that a fox is close by." Sorrelpaw nodded and raced off to the camp. It wasn't that far so she got there quickly. "Fox!" she shouted in the middle of the camp, "Swiftsleet's gone to fight a fox." she mewed breathlessly.

Witherpaw's ears twitched and she turned her head to the marsh, squinting her eyes. Winterbreeze's head suddenly jerked up. "...I smell fox." Wolfspot nodded. "There's a trail, we should warn the clan about it when we get back..." Winterbreeze frowned. "We should head back now... You'll be staying in camp for the next few days, Witherpaw, you don't seem to be ready for the outside world just yet..." he looked at Witherpaw with disappointment in his eyes. Witherpaw scoffed, but began to walk back to camp, the others trailing her.

Risestar ran out of her den and skidded to a halt in front of Sorrelpaw, "Where's the fox?" she questioned, "I- I'm not sure, but it's really close to camp." Risestar nodded, "Mouseclaw, Summerfoot, and Fleetdust, go find and help Swiftsleet." Mouseclaw nodded and ran out of camp with Summerfoot and Fleetdust following. The queens were pushing the kits into the nursery and the elders were slinking back into their den. Rabbitfoot came running up to Sorrelpaw, sniffing her muzzle, "Are you okay, Sorrelpaw?" she asked softly. Sorrelpaw nodded.

Witherpaw and the rest of the group padded into camp, looking around in alarm. "What's happening?" Winterbreeze meowed. Irisflame, a pretty, petite tortoiseshell, stopped next to him, panting. "There's a fox near camp!" we have to go in our dens..." she gave him a look, then pottered off.

Swiftsleet opened his mouth to let the fox's scent wreath around him. He quickly caught it's trail and began trotting slowly after it, suddenly three cats began running up behind him. He whipped around to see Mouseclaw, Summerfoot, and Fleetdust. "Risestar sent us." Mouseclaw said. Swiftsleet nodded and continued following the trail.

Roseleaf screeched at the top of her lungs, "My kits are missing! Rainkit and Raspberrykit are goneeee!" she wailed. Another cat howled, "And Hawkpaw is missing too!"

Witherpaw considered sneaking out of camp for the sake of it again, but instead went into the apprentices den with the other ones. She peered outside next to Mistpaw, watching the chaos unfold. Cats were calling for the lost kits and Hawkpaw, while others ran around the camp thinking that they were helping while the reality was that they were getting in the way.

Hawkpaw looked up, clearly terrified of the two foxes cornering him and the two kits. He let out a panicked yowl and swiped at the nearest fox, catching it on the nose. The fox snarled, showing it's teeth. Hawkpaw whimpered, "Help!" he yelled. Suddenly, four cats came running around the corner. The foxes whipped their attention to the newcomers, but still making sure Hawkpaw and the kits couldn't escape.

Witherpaw watched as Raspberrykit and Hawkpaw raced into camp, terror written all over their faces. A bunch of cats ran up to them to see if they were ok, then realized that Rainkit wasn't with them. Two other cats went out of camp to search for Rainkit and help fight the foxes if needed.

Vix's stomach growled, and she snapped her pointy nose to her prey, three small catlings. "You take the newcomers, I'll kill the babies." she told her brother as she lowered her haunched, turning her back and preparing to jump at the cornered kits.

Swiftsleet swept in between the two foxes, standing in a defensive position in front if the kits and apprentice. Summerfoot ran after him, but one if the foxes raked her side and she let a out of pained yowl.

Nix growled. Stupid catling. She jumped at the older one instead, clamping her jaws around his back.

Swiftsleet got right out of her reach, but her teeth snagged on his fur. He raked his claws down the vixen's stomach and then swiped at her lower jaw.

Vix yelped slightly as the catling scratched her, and her brother turned to see if she was alright. In turn, he got attacked by the other cats. Vix angrily turned from the mean catling to help her brother.

Swiftsleet took this as an opportunity to attack the vixen. He jumped onto her hind legs and began scratching furiously.

Vix yowled as the catling began to claw as her legs, and cringed away, blood pouring from her fur. It hurt so bad! The catlings claws were needle sharp, and Vix backed away. "Brother, lets find other prey!" she called, then turned to go.

Swiftsleet hissed at the foxes, "That's right! You leave! AND DON'T COME BACK!" He yowled after the two foxes. Fleetdust and Mouseclaw ran after the two foxes, chasing them away from the territory.

Vix growled as two of the catlings followed her, then had an idea. "Brother! The marsh!" they swerved and heading into the grasses. The catlings followed until they made sure they went off their territory. As they began to walk back to the other cats, Vix and her brother looped around, and Vix jumped out of the bushes, surprising them. The catlings jumped and as they prepared to battle Vix, her brother slinked around them silently and jumped onto one of their backs, flattening it. The catling screeched as it's back broke, and let out a whimper as it died. The other catling let out an anguished scream and launched itself as Vix's brother.

Fleetdust screamed at the fox and launched herself at the it. Her claws reached deep into it's skin. She bit down deep and hard on its neck, then raked its ears. Swiftsleet heard the fighting, but paused and turned to Hawkpaw, "Get the medicine cat! Hurry!" he shouted. He ran to where Fleetdust and Mouseclaw were.

Vix's eyes widened as the catling bit her brother. Blood spurted from his neck. She stood still shocked. "BROTHER!" she yowled, running forward. "NO! STOP IT!" she screamed at the catling. it turned on her, rage in its little eyes, and screeched as it propelled at Vix. Her brother called weakly as he scrabbled at the hard mud of the marshes. Vix stopped, too late, and the cat raked its claws down her muzzle. As she turned trying to follow it with her gaze, the wounds in her side pulled and she collapsed. "No! STAY AWAY! GET AWAY FROM ME!" She tried to move backwards, away from the cat, but pain shot up her front legs as the catling clawed them. She keeled to the sky, teas flowing her eyes. The catling prepared to kill her.

Fleetdust howled in fury and and scratched the dog fox's face angrily. She bit down hard on it's neck, killing it. Warm blood flushed out of the wound and stained the ground around them red.

Vix's eyes widened and she gasped, from pain and agonizing sadness. Her brother, her only family, the only fox who had ever understood her, dead. She gave up fighting, just lying on the ground in shock, her eyes wide as she waited for the catling to kill her.

Swiftsleet paused slightly and stared at the fox that had just collapsed. He was confused about why the fox wasn't fighting back. He raked his claws down the fox's side and yowled in it's ear, "Leave! You fox-dung brat! And don't come back." he stepped back, glaring at the fox.

Vix looked up. the catling was meowing. Pain was everywhere. blood gushed from her wounds, and Vix's eyes were full of confusion and misery. She sat there dumbly.

Swiftsleet growled hostility as he saw Fleetdust collapse in the dirt next to the dead fox.

Vix moved as if in slow motion. She stood, limping slightly. Everything was blurry, and she limped towards the lake. The cats behind her growled angrily as she went into their territory, but she didn't care.

Suddenly, Hawkpaw came racing around the corner with the medicine cat close behind. Redberry ran up to Fleetdust and started applying cobwebs and marigold cautiously. Every once in awhile she looked over her shoulder at the Fox.

The fog hadn't moved in yet, so they could see the fox clearly as it got closer and closer to the bayou. Soon, it was in the water. Suddenly, it shoved its nose into the water, and a shudder ran through it as it breathed it. Instead of flinching away from the water as it should have, it forced itself to continue breathing until it couldn't stand it anymore. It flung its head up, but it was too late to save itself, and it collapsed onto the ground, coughing weakly.

Redberry called out to Swiftsleet, "Help me carry Fleetdust back to camp." she said worriedly. Swiftsleet ran over, casting suspicious glances over his shoulder every once in awhile. Hawkpaw crouched down as Swiftsleet and Redberry heaved Fleetdust on top of his shoulders. Swiftsleet slid under Fleetdust and they started walking to the camp. Fleetdust cried out in pain and moaned. Redberry stared at her, "Be careful!" she snapped.

The fox growled as her body instinctively coughed to get the water out of her lungs, and she laid down in the water, with her muzzle underneath.

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