Weaselstar lay next to Crookedleaf, Her White deputy. "Crookedleaf," She begun, "How is our alliance with Shadowclan?".
Crookedleaf smiled "All fine! They have acce-"
A bush rustled as Yellowsky burst through, The silence broken by monsters roaring. "Crookedleaf! Gather the kits and calm them, Yellowsky, what happened?" she cried.
"Th... The Twolegs!" He panted, "Run!"

(Continued)

"No, Hush, They're gone," Weaselstar whispered quietly a few minutes later.
"Thankyou, Weasel!" He cried, Bowing and leaping into the Warrior's bush. She lifted her nose, smelling some prey "Well, It's moon-high... I'll take a look..." As she approached she heard growling, But shook it off, A topaz-colored cat with thin, green eyes was hissing and growling. "Get off of our territory!" she spat, Unsheathing her claws as it launched at her; biting her cheek. She crushed her maw around the ribs of it. Pain engulfed its face. The cat whined a high-pitched meow and retreated.
(Continued)

"Weaselstar!" Stormstone cried,"Let me clean you up, whist you explain what happened..."

*

"Thank you, Stormstone," She smiled "Where's Grayfire? I think I need some cobwebs or something,"
"Grayfire? Med's den,"
"Thanks, Stormstone,"

"Ah, Weaselstar," He greeted, His smile turning to a serious strait line, "We need to sort that out..."