--- COMPLETED --- They had been walking for quite a while until they where almost at the camp, when Nyx turned to look at Swiftdrop with a steady gaze. He had a distant, almost scary look in his eyes, as though he knew more than he was letting on. He spoke mysterious words, as he said: "You won't regret helping me. I can promise you and your Clan that."

--- COMPLETED --- "We have to do something!" he cried, his eyes desperate. "We can't go on like this!" "You have a good heart, young one," his mother assured him, curling her tail over his back. "But you heard Spiderstar. He doesn't want to make WindClan look weak by asking for help. There's nothing we can do." She gave him a quick lick over the ears before padding over to join a small group of warriors that were gathered in the corner of the large, stone den. Emberpaw narrowed his eyes after her before turning to lock his eyes on Spiderstar, who was exchanging words with Tinyfang. 'There's is something I can do..' he thought. 'And I'm gonna do it. I'm gonna save WindClan. One way or another..'