"They are so slow, you'ld think they are Thunderclan the way they move," the brown tom was hissing under his breath. Only a few cats had followed the Shadowclan leader even if he had said they were leaving. He had turned around to go back to the island and retrieve his clan. Suddenly yowling split through the air. Eaglestar stopped dead in his pawsteps, that sounds like Ashstorm! The tom began racing towards the island, the blood in his ears pounded and his heart was racing faster than he was running.

The scence laid out before him was terrible. Ashstorm was locked in combat with none other than the Thunderclan deputy, Fallingsnow! Blood covered not only the ground, but the she-cats' pelts. A hiss rose in his throat. He let out a fiercesome screech and leaped in between the she-cats. "Enough!" The tom's amber eyes were wild with rage, shock, and fear for Ashstorm.