Suddenly, the she-cat's ear burned with pain, and she felt blood pouring down onto her face. Snapping her eyes open, she slowly lifted her head. Duskpaw stood defensively infront of her, his left paw soaked in blood. Cloud stood only a few fox-lengths away, his head turned towards the shadows.
    "How dare you." He hissed, taking a step towards the apprentice. As the moonlight fell onto the rouge's face, Hazelflight let out a weak gasp. The tom's right eye had three bloody scratches over it, staining his white fur.
Duskpaw did that.  She was thankful that her brother had saved her life, and yet at the same time, was shocked that he had the capability to hurt a cat like that. All his life she had known him as the weak kit, succumbing to the rough play of his fellow kits. A spark of fear flickered in her stomach. What if he did this to another apprentice, acting out on anger and spite? Shaking the disturbing thought from her head, the she-cat lifted herself so she was laying on her belly, carefully watching the rouge's every movement.
    "Cloud, go." Duskpaw growled, his small ears pressed flat against his head. "I don't ever want to see you again."
    "You're making a mistake, Duskpaw." The tom spat back. "If you turn your back on me now, I'll-"
    "WARRIORS, ATTACK!"
    Blurry shapes burst from the shadows, surrounding the cats. Hazelflight unsheathed her claws, ready to defend herself from these cats. They smelled oddly familiar-
    "Hazelflight?"
    Dull amber eyes peered into her own. A large, tan cat stood above her. The cat gently began to nuzzle Hazelfligth's head. "Hazelflight?"
    "Lionfang?" The brown warrior rasped. Could it really be her friend, coming to save her?
    "Yes, you mousebrain." Lionfang purred, gently licking her friend's ear. "After you jumped out to confront the rouge, I ran back to camp to get more warriors." She mewed. "However, I didn't have to go all the way back..."
    "Lionfang, how is she?" Minnowpaw asked nervously, trotting up to the DawnClan warriors. "She looks really hurt."
    "N-no kidding..." Hazelflight coughed. She tried to turn her head to look at Cloud, but the large sandy warrior was blocking her view. "What's happening to the rouge?"
    "They chased him away." Minnowpaw said softly. "It's ok. You're safe now."
    "Duskpaw!" Hazelflight yowled. "Where is he!" Her brother had disappeared from her view, though his scent was fresh.
    "He left with Willowwind, Ferntail, and Stormstripe." Lionfang said sourly, remembering how Stormstripe had injured Icepaw. "Now," She nudged the warrior. "Let's get you back to camp."