"You've done so much to help me, Sunstrike." Starfrost mewed. "I owe you one." She smiled slightly. She groaned, ~What was I thinking?~ She asked herself, her tail twitching in an annoyed way. ~I shouldn't just go attacking cats (Even if it is Icestar)...We need a plan.~ She decided. ~One day, he will fall.~

"What did you say, Kit?" Icestar spun around, hissing. "She got in the way, I would of finished her off, but I was in a good mood today." He grinned, playing with the Warrior. " And StarClan? Ha! You fools let yourselves believe in that crap." He snarled, pulling back his lips into a snarl. "If your lookin' for a fight, I'll give you one." He snapped.
"But I know you are in no condition to fight," He snarled. "So I won't fight you."

Pearlpelt nodded. "Yes, mabye." He answered. "But I barely know the Deputy, so I don't how good he fights. I guess we'll see soon." Pearlpelt nodded to Owlflight. "Fine. Its better than stayin' here." He sat up, ready.

Moonsong sighed in relief. She nodded to Icestar. "Thank you, Icestar." She said. 'For not attacking him.' She thought. "Come on, Hawkgaze." She nudged him. "You need to rest. I know you should be feeling pain, since those wounds are fresh." Moonsong walked up closer to him. "And don't do that again." She hissed. Moonsong couldn't bear to see two fights in one day, and so early in the day.

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Daypaw rolled her eyes. "He's deputy. He's got to fight rather well." But Daypaw shrugged. "I'm ready too, Owlflight." She said, standing up. "But where is Whisperpaw?"

"There is nothing to thank me for." He hissed. He turned around and headed back into his den. ~But I will finish him off later, when he is completly healed.~ He thought to himself. he grinned.

Pearlpelt nodded again. "I suppose." He said, no emotion at all in his voice what so ever. "Well, we better go. I don't want to stay another minute in this hellish place. His tail twitched with annoyance. ""Hmm? Whisperpaw? I hvae no idea where he went off to." Pearlpelt answered.

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Moonsong hissed louder. "Stop it! Stop it now, Hawkgaze." She said, her voice rising to a dangerous level. "He has already satiated his desire to maul." She nodded towards the injured Starfrost. "And I cannot even help her. Let me help you, Hawkgaze."

Hawkgaze let out a frustrated sigh and nodded sullenly. 'Alright,' he hissed with displeasure, though it was not directed at Moonsong. 'I'll finish him when I'm better.'

He whipped around and stalked off to the medicine cat's den, the cuts on his flank stinging with every pawstep. 

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Silverpaw batted at Pearlpelt's tail playfully. "Me too!" He cried. "I want to go too!" Silverpaw mewed. Pearlpelt shrugged. "I don't care, but your mentor will. You can ask, if you want too." He said flatly.

Snowflare purred. "I'm sorry, Silverpaw." He mewed. "But I would like you to stay here." Snowflare told his apprentice. "But why!" He cried softly. "But I want to come!" His tail drooped. "Please!" He cried one last time. "Fine, fine." Snowflare snapped. "You can go, if they say you can." Silverpaw grinned and chased his tail. "yay!"

Icestar hissed slightly. "Watch what you say," He snarled. "Or you'll be lieing on the ground, begging for mercy, before you know it." With a flick of his tail, he trotted back inside the Leader's den.

Moonsong couldn't help but roll her eyes. "Why are all toms like this?" She asked, exasperated. "Come on, Hawkgaze. Back to the medicine den you go. You've had enough excitement for the day." She started to nudge the injured cat in the direction to the medicine cat's den.

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Daypaw watched Silverpaw run around, excited. She sighed softly. Apprentices and kits could be so innocent. She really didn't want to see Silverpaw exposed to Icestar's cruelty. "He can go, right, Owlflight?" She asked the warrior, looking around at the black cat.

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Owlflight twitched his ears. "I don't really know," He replied, shrugging. "I guess Sunflare wouldn't mind. He's a nice cat." Owlflight sighed. "Unlike Icestar." 

"Yay!" Snowpaw giggled. Snowflare sighed, and licked Silverpaw's ear. " When's the last time you groomed youself?" He asked, smiling. "Hey, hey!" Silverpaw slid out of his mentor's reach and slightly giggled. "Just this morning, if you must know," He snapped. Snowflare shook his head, "Your quite something, Silverpaw." He mewed. "Your going to be a wonderful Warrior some day," He said to his Apprentice, and he meant it too.

Pearlpelt lashed his tail around, he did this often. "So its settled then, Silverpaw's comin'." With that, he turned around and headed into the brush. "Are you cats comin' or not?" He asked.