Sparkpaw and Spiderpaw and their mentors were on patrol. Sparkpaw sniffed the air.

What's that smell? She scented blood. Oh no!

"Guys!" she hissed. "I smell blood!"

"Oh no!" Mistypool hissed.

Sparkpaw and the patrol followed the scent all the way to Fourtrees. There was blood staining the grass at the foot of the Great Rock. A white clump of fur lay in the puddle of blood.

"Oh no!" Thornfang rushed over to the huddled cat. "No!" she wailed, lashing her tail. "Whitepaw!"

Sparkpaw raced to her mentor's side.

"My kit! Oh, my kit!" Tears rolled down Thornfang's face.

Then Whitepaw moved; his paws stirred.

"Whitepaw! Don't move!" Mistypool hissed. "Your wounds will get worse!"

The young white tom obeyed her. He opened his amber eyes. They were filled with pain.

"Get Hollowpelt! FAST!" Thornfang yowled at Spiderpaw.

He nodded and raced toward the ThunderClan camp.

"What happened?" wailed Thornfang, frantically licking her only son's bloodstained fur.

Deep claw marks dug into Whitepaw's leg. A nasty bite was on his side, and claw and teeth marks scarred his face.

"Oh, StarClan, no!"

Sparkpaw pressed her nose into his fur.

"Whitepaw!" A new voice yowled out the apprentice's name.

Hollowpelt raced down the slope, Spiderpaw and Silverfoot at his side.

"I have cobwebs and poppy seeds. Chew these," Hollowpelt told Whitepaw.

"My apprentice!" shrieked Silverfoot. "Who did this to you?!"

Spiderpaw stood beside Sparkpaw. "What will happen to him?" he asked Hollowpelt. "Will he be okay?"

"I don't know. I did all I could. Whitepaw is in the paws of StarClan now," the medicine cat told the apprentice.

Thornfang wailed endlessly in sadness.

Her one and only son might join StarClan and I'll never see him again. thought Sparkpaw. "No," Sparkpaw said. "I refuse to let this happen to him."

<Can anyone tell what's going on between Sparky and Whitebean (yes those are my nicknames for them :3 

IS Whitebean going to die?? Find out for yourself. >:)

That is all. -The Author >