Lionpaws POV

Brackenleaf's golden pelt shined in the fading sunlight in front of us as Nightfall and I crept through the dense forest. "Lionpaw, why don't you try and go checking around the big oak tree and those ferns and see if there's any prey among them," whispered Nightfall as he flicked his tail towards the tree and bushes. I nod silently.

I taste the air and catch the scent of blood. Taking a bigger whiff i recognize it's the scent of Brokenkit and two other toms that I can't recognize. I dart forward to see blood spattered over dry leaves on the forest floor and a couple of black and white fur clumps sprinkled along the rough earth.

Flattening my ears I yowl," Nightfall, Brackenleaf come quick!" I hear the voices of the two toms grumbling,"he just scared off the prey," hisses Nightfall,"you need to teach your apprentice to-" Brackenleaf was cut off by the sight that has unfolded before his eyes. "It's Brokenkit, she's in danger," snarled Lionpaw. 'If anyone hurts her even more I swear to Starclan I will shred them for what that have done,' I think darkly.

"Should we follow their trail or report back to Wildstar?" Hissed Nightfall. "Let's follow the trail," I growl while staring at where Brokenkit and the fox dungs took her. "The scent is faint or barely strong, it must have been around sun-high when the fight broke out. They're probably long gone by now,"mused Brackenleaf, who was looking at the darkening purple sky," let's head back to camp and report this to Wildstar."

I glance back one more time at the spattered blood and lash my tail. 'Please Starclan let her be okay.' We spring to a sprint, the tree's that surround us become blurred. As we finally reach camp, we burst in the clearing and I yowl out," Wildstar, Brokenkit had been taken!"

The clan gathers around in confusion, some wailing or snarling. "My kit! Who took her Brackenleaf?" Wails Tigerstrike as she questions the golden warrior. "I swear I'll rip the crowfood's fur off once I find out who they are," snarls Frostfang. "Wildstar we need to form a rescue patrol!" Yowls Snowbreeze. "Where's Bloodwing?" Growls Hawktalon.

"Silence!" Yowls out the tabby and white leader who is sitting on the high ledge, her sharp green eyes narrowed in slits. "Brackenleaf, Nightfall, Lionpaw, report to me what happened," her eyes reaching each of ours.

The hunting patrol of toms each takes turns telling what they found and how it was close to the twoleg place. "There was two unfamiliar scents, one was fainter than the other, but both were heading straight to the twoleg place along with Brokenkit's scent," mews Brackenleaf. Before the leader responds the bramble entrance starts shuttering, all the cats gathered arched their backs, teeth bared and claws unsheathed.

A dark red and black striped head pops in holding six mice, one squirrel, and one vole. "Nice for you to join us, Bloodwing," Wildstar mews icily,"where have you been all this time?" Bloodwing trots over to the freshkill pile dropping all his prey and then trots to the crowd to face his leader. "I was just hunting and checking Windclan borders," he news innocently. "So you don't know about Broken-Kit going missing," she glares green daggers at him while breaking Brokenkit's name into two.

Shock rippled through the dark red warriors body, his amber eyes widen with something unreadable,"what?how?" He asks. "She snuck out of camp and on her scent trail there was blood and clumps of fur strewn on the forest floor," she hisses," there were two scents that were unfamiliar on the trail along with Brokenkit's own scent."

Bloodwings body seemed to relax at what Wildstar reported. 'What was that,' Lionpaw narrows his eyes at Bloodwing,'is our own deputy not telling us something?'

Another short one guys, but I'm fixing to do Shiningdew's POV so you will understand. :3