Mousepelt twitched her tail angrily as Amberheart slowly ate the mouse Larkfeather had given them after Tallstar announced on keeping them hostage. She was close to clawing the golden she-cat's ears off. Amberheart had practically told WindClan that ShadowClan and ThunderClan were weak with burns and ShadowClan had allowed them in with very little medicine. Mousepelt had noticed the WindClan deputy walk in to Tallstar's den and the ShadowClan warrior was ready to bolt out and warn her Clan that WindClan knew they were weak.

That's when light brown tabby she-cat and a long legged grey and black tom ran up to the two friends.

"Mousepelt?" The she-cat asked. Mousepelt nodded her head and the she-cat's green eyes glittered admiringly. "My name is Flickfoot, you saved me and my brother all those moons ago from drowning because of Silversol!"

Mousepelt picked her ears up in realization. "Oh, great StarClan yes!" Mousepelt mewed happily. "you two have grown so much!"

"We just wanted to say, Mousepelt," Flickfoot's brother stepped up, "is that we're very grateful to you and, if WindClan and ShadowClan get in a fight, we're sorry... But we must be loyal to WindClan."

"I understand," Mousepelt nodded, "there are no hard feelings, young ones, but I hope that a battle between us doesn't happen for a long time."

Then, as if right on que, Tallstar jumped up on to a tree stump and called a Clan meeting. "ShadowClan and ThunderClan are weak! They sent two warriors here to steal from us! Larkfeather says we attack tonight while they sleep!"

Yowls of agreement broke out across WindClan and Mousepelt began to scowl as she turned her narrowed eyes at Amberheart, who's ears lowered down to her head.

"Please don't blame me..." Amberheart mewed.

"I blame you!" Mousepelt hissed with a growl.

"Larkfeather has told me that the two enemy Clan cats told her that they are weak and that they were planning on stealing our medicine and fresh-kill!" Tallstar went on as his deputy stepped out, looking pleased. Murmurs of surprised pride replaced the yowls. "Since there are two Clans there, we will bring all our warriors and apprentices!"

"Wait!" Mousepelt and Amberheart turned to see Ravenclaw and Foxtail burst in to the WindClan camp, with unsheathed claws and bared teeth. "Coldeyes sent Mousepelt to ask for permission to get catmint from you and Amberheart just happened to need some as well." Ravenclaw explained.

"Yes, there is nothing wrong, ShadowClan is not keeping ThunderClan safe," Foxtail agreed, "ThunderClan is safe, it was only a small fire and we are fine, Flowerstem and Coldeyes are just stocking up on catmint before leaf-fall."

"But, they said-" Larkfeather began.

"They just wanted sympathy so you'd give them the catmint," Ravenclaw purred, showing a paw up with bloody claws, "ShadowClan is strong this new-leaf."

"And ThunderClan has more warriors to protect their territory!" Foxtail, puffed his fur up to look bigger.

Tallstar and Larkfeather shared a concerned look before the black and white leader nodded his head, allowing Mousepelt and Amberheart to get up and follow the two toms out the WindClan camp.

"Don't you ever do that again," Ravenclaw hissed at Mousepelt, "you hear me, don't you ever do that again!"

"Yes, Ravenclaw," Mousepelt lowered her head, "I'm sorry..."

"Me too..." Amberheart sighed, lowering her head as well after seeing the angry look on Foxtail's face.

"Cherrynose is recovering," the fluffy tailed tom explained,  "let's return to ShadowClan, Whisperstar is about to appoint the new deputy."

Mousepelt and Amberheart followed after the toms they loved. Mousepelt stopped for a moment when it felt like something was watching her. She turned slightly, but saw nothing. Mousepelt quickly followed after the cats, still feeling a pair of young familiar eyes watching her.