Crack. CRUMBLE! The rocks complained. 

"Mouse dung!" Wolfheart cursed. The rocks were slipping from his paws. Their next task was to clear the Rubble Pit, which was filled with rocks. "This is hard!"

"Try using your mouth, Squirrel-brain." Lighteyes teased. 

"Right," Wolfheart grunted. "I guess that I am a squirrel-brain." he picked up a rock in his jaws and threw it out the side of the pit. He grabbed another rock, the rough side slipping through his teeth, and threw it beside the pit.

"The last one!" after what seemed like hours, Brightpelt stood panting over the last rock in the pit. "Nigggh!" with a gasp, she heaved the rock over the edge and collapsed. "So tiring!!" she groaned. 

"Brightpelt!" Lighteyes shouted. "Heal yourself!!"

"Yes......" Brightpelt growled. A flash of white magic swirled around her, then she scrambled to her paws.

"Good." 

"EMERGENCY MEETING! PLEASE GO TO THE GREAT ROCK!!" a voice chanted throughout the caves.

"Let's goooo!" Wolfheart bounded into the main cavern, Lighteyes and Brightpelt behind him. "What happened here?" 

Skyfall was standing on the table, the button behind her. Her dark-blue coat glimmered in the dim light of the holes in the ceiling. Her yellow gaze pierced the cats gathered around her. "I have terrible news." 

"What is it?" Darkheart asked, his yellow eyes flashing. 

"Our great leader, Moongaze, is......" Skyfall choked back a sob. "Dead." she nodded at the great rock. The ground was covered with blood, and there was the limp, lifeless cat. Dead. 

"Moongaze......" Wolfheart whispered, his eyes beginning to blur. He swayed on his paws, and Lighteyes reached out a paw to steady him. 

"I've should have......" Brightpelt growled, digging her claws into the crumbling rocks around the great rock. 

"We'd better decide who the imposter is," Darkheart called out. The cats murmured in agreement. 

"The imposter, would, of course, target the leader." Wolfheart pointed out.

"He's right." Lighteyes and Brightpelt stepped forwards, their eyes glinting. 

Wolfheart fell in love. Especially in Brightpelt. Her honey-gold pelt, her warm amber eyes, and her soft voice. 

"Are YOU the imposter?" Darkheart scoffed, his eyes glinting with disdain. 

"Are you? You seem very suspicious." Wolfheart retorted. 

"Stay away from me, imposter!" Darkheart backed away from him. 

"Let's just vote." Skyfall interupted them, her eyes weary. "No brawling here, okay?"

"You heard her, imposter!" Darkheart screeched. But to Wolfheart, it sounded like a sneer. 

"I vote...... DARKHEART!" Wolfheart placed a stone in a circle. That was now Darkheart's voting circle. 

"I VOTE WOLFHEART!" Darkheart roared. 

"I VOTE, UH, SKYFALL!" another cat shouted. 

"What?" Skyfall was stunned. 

"BEGIN THE VOTE!"