Hey everyone! Sorry the update took a while, school started for me and I have had homework. Updates will probably take about 2 or 3 weeks, sorry. They will perhaps also be a bit shorter. I will try to write when I can it's just that I'm a very busy person.

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Chapter 4: Night's POV

Night woke up to her mother gently licking the fur between her head. It was the day after her father had found her at the border chatting with Hook. She had gotten in trouble as had Mint and Arrow.

Night blinked and looked up at her mother with her mint green eyes. Hail gave her a small smile, but the anger that had been flaring in her eyes from yesterday had been replaced by sadness and grief. Night narrowed her eyes in confusion and fear.

"Will you wake up your sister please? Birch is dead. We're also had a vigil for the others that died back at camp." Hail asked softly. Night swallowed her spit and nudged Mint. Mint was quickly awake and Night explained to her sister what was happening. Mint let out a small whimper and nodded. Hail groomed her two daughters before walking them outside where most of the pack had gathered.

The sun make Night wrinkle her face, it was later then she had though it had been. But after a whole day of walking and exploring, she had probably over slept. Night glanced at the ledge where Flame had announced that her pack would be staying from. This time Flash was sitting in front, behind him were Utopia on his left and Shade on his right. Shade looked tiered, but after all she had been up treating Shadow and Birch until Birch passed away.

Not many foxes from the Pack of the Plains could be seen. Only Arrow and the two elders, Tall and Fallow could be seen, all three sharing a bird. Most of the other foxes and vixens from the Pack of the Plains were probably out hunting and patrolling. With a whole other pack to feed, they had to work extra hard.

Flash cleared his throat, getting the attention of all the foxes that had gathered in the small clearing under the ledge.

"Not too long ago, hunters viciously attacked our camp, shooting down our warriors, elders, apprentices and even queens! We grief for the loss of our pack mates and wish them a safe journey to the stars and acceptance from The Fallen." Flash barked, concluding the first part of the funeral... There was three chapters to saying good bye to fallen warriors. It was a pack tradition. Part two, the leader would speak about the fallen foxes and part three would be saying good bye.

"Birch was a loyal and strong fox, putting his clan above everything else. He was caring, wise and smart. He was even Split's deputy before having to retire." Flash started. Split had been the leader that had came before Flash. Night had never met Split, but she had heard stories about the she-cat.

"Birch was always the first to go out to hunt on the coldest days of leaf-bare. Even after he retired, he kept serving the clan by helping me make decisions and keeping the kits busy with his stories. We will remember." Flash said, then bowing his head.

"We will remember." Repeated the pack. Night bowed her head until Flash began to speak again.

"Dawn was a happy, energetic and most of all brave vixen. She made others feel better about them selves without putting herself or others down. She was a skilled hunter, always on the move. She was respected by all younger cats and had several young admirers, playing with the pups and apprentices. She tried to distract the first hunter to save Birch without knowing there were more hiding. We will remember."

"We will remember." Night muttered, but as she bowed her head she glanced sideways at Apple, Cherry and Pine; Dawn's family. Cherry and Pine had tears streaming down their faces while Apple was looking down at his paws, sobbing. Night winced, she couldn't image how it felt. What if Mint died? Night shuttered, pushing away the thought, Mint couldn't die, she was Mint.

Night noticed Flash quickly glance at Moss and Bright before saying his next words.

"Snake was a great cat. A great fighter, striking as fast as a cobra, hence the name. Snake was loyal, smart and wasn't afraid to put younger cats back in line. He was respected amongst the packs as he saved Ember who was just an apprentice at the time from a coyote." Night's brain was buzzing with new information and questions. Snake had saved Ember from a coyote? Night remembered Ember, the young queen in the nursery. She had two pups, Rose and Raven. Night shrugged and pushed her thoughts aside. This was a funeral after all.

"He was a great father and brother. We will remember." Flash finished. Heads turned to Moss and Bright, the daughter and the sister. Moss had gave in to the sadness once more, wailing and crying, tears streaming down her face as sobs shook her body. Bright sat silently, a tear rolling down her good eye.

"We will remember." The pack said, still watching Moss and she cried. Although Night had her attention turned to Flash. She know who was next...

"Swan was a caring, gentle and loyal vixen. She always put others above herself and was a loving vixen. She was fair and thought every one deserved a second chance... Swan was shot while saving a young pup from our pack while pregnant with our unborn kits. She was the best mate I could ask her and a splendid warrior. We will remember." Flash choked out, his voice cracking towards the end. Night could tell he had more to say about Swan, but he simply couldn't get it out.

"We will remember." Night said more loudly this time, her eyes watery as she realized if it wasn't for Swan, she wouldn't be standing her right now. Her mother and sister probably not either. Suddenly she felt a movement in the crowd as her father came to sit next to Hail. He had been sitting with the senior warriors during most of the meeting.

"We thank The Fallen for their lives and promise that they touched others'. We say good bye to our pack mates and may we meet again." Flash finished off, a tear rolling down his cheek before he squeezed his yellow eyes shut, blocking out anything but the sound of his pack repeating;

"May we meet again." And at that moment, Night realized the rain quietly falling around her. It was as if The Fallens them selves were crying.

. . .

Night and her sister had slept for almost the rest of the day, until Hail woke them up for the second time today. Night moaned and looked up at her mom. Hail smiled and flicked her tail towards the entrance of their little section. Four pups were sitting politely. There was one completely black pup with amber eyes, one pretty red vixen with emerald green eyes, a black tail tip, feet and ears, one was a pitch black vixen with a light left yellow eye and bright right amber eye and the other was a pitch black fox with yellow eyes.

"They wanted to know if you wanted to play with them." Hail whispered softly. Night smiled, as did Mint. Night nodded and hopped over to the four other pups.

The black pup with bright yellow eyes stepped forward. "Hey there. I'm Dark, this is my sister, Hope." Dark told them while flicking his tail towards the black pup with one light yellow eye and one bright amber eye. Mint gave them a friendly smile. The red pup then pushed through the crowd to see.

"I'm Rose. That's my brother Raven. I'll also be leader of the Pack of the Fields when we play!" She announced, her muzzle high as she flicked her tail side to side behind her. Night glanced at the fox behind Rose. He was siting quietly, looking at is paws.

"And I'll be the leader of the Pack of the Hills when we play!" Dark barked proudly, leaping forward. Mint let out a giggle.

"Which pack are we in?" Night asked, her eyes narrowed slightly. Dark and Rose seemed to study the two for a few moments. The pups had seemed to have split into two groups, probably their fake packs. On Dark's side was Raven while on Rose's was Hope.

"We want Night! Because her fur is black, like ours." Dark barked before Rose could say anything. Rose glared at the fox and flattened her eyes to her head, seeming to be angry. "Fine," She huffed, flicking her head away from their direction.

"We'll have Mint cause we obviously don't have any other choice." Rose growled. Mint flattened her ears to her head and creeped to Rose's side. Mint looked around for a bit, three against three didn't seem quite the big battle. Maybe Bunny, Fang, Key and Scales could join them, Mint thought. She opened her mother to suggest this but Rose cut her off by letting out a battle cry and lunged at Dark. Mint watched as Night leapt onto Hope, leaving Mint against Raven. She gulped but it was already too late, Raven lunged, pinning her down easily, being bigger and stronger than her. Mint squeaked in surprise and she kicked at his stomach.

Then there was a loud howl, interrupting their playful battle.