"ShadowClan is nothing but a bunch of traitors!" yowled a fiery orange tom, slicing at a white tom with big black paws. "At least our warriors can FIGHT, Firestar!" yowled the tom and was about to lunge for the tom, but a dusky Brown she-cat got there first, shooting for Firestar and pinning him down. Firestar yowled and kicked her off and another warrior got there, a grey tom. "Leave her alo-!" the grey tom was pinned down by Firestar. Before the tom could be hurt, Blackstar called for retreat. The ShadowClan ran back for camp while ThunderClan celebrated.

The dusky she-cat limped into camp next to the grey warrior. "Duskflower? Are you ok?" the grey tom licked the younger she-cat.

Duskflower nodded. "Yeah I'm fine. What about you, Darkheart?"

Darkheart nodded. "Nothing that won't heal," he said, "Im just glad you and our kits are safe" he pressed his muzzle into her shoulder affectionately.

Duskflower nodded. "I am too," she agreed, "Lets get some rest"

Darkheart nodded and the two twined their tails and went to the Warriors den to rest.

None of the clan knew this, but Duskflower was expecting. The two mate's planned on keeping it a secret.

That secret would turn out to be the near death of them.

But they didn't know that..