-poofs Blackpaw's prey to the pile-

Darkleaf made a mental note to apologize to Pippen. He licked Thunderbird's ear. "Thank you for being so cooperative, get some rest after you eat," Darkleaf meowed. He took the tooth and tail out and dropped them in the middle of the clearing, in front of Gladestar. "Sageburn will live," he said, "But she might choose to go to the elder's den because of her lack of balance."

Gladestar sighed with frustration. "What is with this?!" she said to herself, "We have so few warriors, and a fox comes from the valley and leaves one of our best useless?"

"The valley?" Darkleaf said, curious.

"Yes, don't you ever wonder why we don't have territory in the valley? We decided to leave the foxes there instead, because they dislike mountains," Gladestar said, then she thought for a moment, "That may have been before your birth though..." she added thoughtfully.

"That's not good," Darkleaf said, going pale under his fur. "Pippen was just telling me how there was another clan in the valley, I didn't think by the sound that they were a threat."

Gladestar's ears pricked. "Could you bring her to me then?" she asked hurriedly, obviously worried.

"I want to treat her fleas before it spreads throughout camp first, and then treat Wingpaw, Sageburn, and Thunderbird as well to be safe. and me too," Darkleaf said.

Gladestar edged away from the medicine cat slightly. "Alright then," she said, returning to her den. 

"Because we've lived here for so long, we've adapted," Gladestar answered. "Our camp has always been here, but our borders used to extend all the way across the valley. We were poor hunters there, and it was filled with foxes and very difficult to patrol. So, the leader at the time decided to simply stop patrolling that area," she meowed. "It's been that way ever since. I was only an apprentice back then."

Darkleaf twitched his ear with interest, and then, out of the corner of his eye, saw Thunderbird heading to the fresh kill pile. "And what do you think you're doing?!" he snapped, walking over to the wounded warrior. "You are in no state to be walking, when I said to eat, I meant have an apprentice bring you a peice of prey, now go back and rest!" Darkleaf scolded. 

"They probably have enough cats to chase out the foxes, which sent them to the mountains," Gladestar answered gravely. "Wingpaw, I want you and Darkleaf to travel to the Moonfalls tonight and visit Starclan, see what they can tell us about this other clan. Will you p*censored* the message to him please?"

Darkleaf nodded at Thunderbird with approval, and took a plump bird from the pile and brought it to her. He sat down in front of her. "I don't want you going on any patrols for at least three days, is that clear? You have to give it time to heal, or it'll get infected." 

((Lol XD Good, Darkleaf doesn't like other cats... er... I mean he doesn't like.... nevermind XD))

Darkleaf swished his tail. "Good," he said to the warrior. He was surprised to see Wingpaw at the entrance. "Oh, alright. I need to treat Pippen for fleas first though, so that she can sleep in the nests in the medicine cat den." 

"I have some questions for you," Gladestar said, opening her eyes. She had been drifting into a nap in her den, "About the other clan."

Darkleaf reached the top with a purr, and took in a deep breath full of mountain air. He didn't even have to ask Wingpaw if she was ready to go in; he knew she would be. They walked into the cave, which was illuminated by the eerie glow of the Moonfalls. "We have to wait until nightfall." Darkleaf stated. He waited for Wingpaw to ask why they had come before dusk. 

"I need to tell you the prophecy from my mentor; in a place where no other cat will hear," Darkleaf said, "And you can't tell any cat; only Gladestar and I know it."

"I want to know what it's like," Gladestar said, "Darkleaf told me that you said they had no code of honor or anything, but are they big in numbers?"