Stormpaw limped out of the medicine cat den and glanced at the cats coming in the camp. They looked beaten and bloody, and Russetstar looked tired, his eyes half glazed. 'Oh no' thought Stormpaw. ' How bad was it? ' Stormpaw gasped as he saw the limp, dead body of Beewing dragged in the camp as well. "Beewing..?" he asked. Eaglepaw ran to him and growled the story of the badger attack. "Froststar?! Oh well, he was so old." Eaglepaw sighed. "The gatherings tomorrow and us two clans are pretty shaken up. Russetstar also lost a life." Eaglepaw whispered. "What?!" was Stormpaw's comment. "Well that explains why his eyes were half glazed." Blazeheart pushed Eaglepaw in the medicine cat den with Eaglepaw complaining. Stormpaw let out a purr of amusement as he watched his brother being dragged away, protesting.