This time, the rest of the cats pounced onto the dogs. This gave me just enough time to get my brother onto my back and out of this place. He was as heavy as a bolder to me. But I carried him as far as I could go till I collapsed onto the wet ground. I couldn't carry him anymore. I looked helplessly around to find the rest of my patrol, but all I heard was the fight barking and yowling in the distance. Am I going to die here? I asked myself. Is this what StarClan wants? But then, it all went silent. Except for the faint sound of my brother breathing! Be was still alive!

But his breathing was slowing down every minute, I could tell. Then, he went still. His eyes closed, the usual falling and rising of his chest, gone. He fell asleep. Was what most kits would think. But I knew exactly what i would tell those kits. And he will never wake up.