"Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey join here beneath the HighLedge for a Clan meeting!"
Cats swarmed to the camp clearing, meowing curiously. They all plopped down in the clearing and stared expectantly at Dovestar. Dewpaw sat next to Amberblaze, who had been made a warrior while she was captured.
So had Petalfrost and Rainclaw, who were just sliding out of the Warriors den.
"Quickwater has greencough." Dovestar announced. "Make sure you stay healthy, because Skyheart doesn't have much catmint after ShadowClan took some."
The cats growled, eyes flashing.
"We should attack!" Ashpelt snarled.
Cats raised their voices, agreeing.
Dovestar raised her tail for silence.
"No fighting." She said.
"Duskstar already wants war. We can't fight now, it would only make things worse!"
The cats below settled down, but a few Warriors looked angry still.
The meeting broke up, but Ashpelt, Volefur, and Cloudypelt staying in a small group, muttering.
Dewpaw gave them a curious glance before walking over to her brothers.
"What do you guys think?" She asked.
Stormpaw met his eyes with hers, and answered.
"I don't want a battle." Stormpaw said. "If Quickwater is sick, then a bunch of injured Warriors lying around camp would only make things worse."
Dewpaw nods and turns to Firepaw.
He sunk his claws into the earth and said,
"I want a battle."
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Warriors #2: The War
RandomDewkit is an apprentice now, Dewpaw. Along with her brothers, she is training to become the best warrior she can be. But a battle is breaking out, and turmoil is growing. And with ShadowClan seeming to know every move they make, how can they win thi...
