"Buzzardwing, I am Redwillow's apprentice. I am telling you to eat this berry," Sparkkit tried to convince the old warrior. "I'm not listening to an apprentice, plus, you're still a kit!" Buzzardwing slumped into his nest. His eyes went dull but he was still breathing. "Bluestream! Am I in StarClan?" "No father, it's your kit, Sparkkit, I'm telling you to eat this." "You again! I thought I told you I'm not going to eat the berry! It might be another berry!" He mew was ruffled by a berry being stuffed in his mouth. "There, now you are safe, father." "Are you sure? I'm still going to the elders' den." Her father sounded crazy! "I'll go tell Ravenstar." She'd thought he'd be more happy because she had saved her father's life. "Ravenstar, ThunderClan has poisoned us. Tawnyfur and Owlfeather have died and Buzzardwing's as crazy as a hare." The kit reported. "We shall send a battle patrol and yes, tomorrow you and your littermates will receive your apprentice names." The old leader got out of his nest and started to organize a battle patrol in the morning. The dawn patrol had just left and Ravenstar was announcing the battle patrol. "Froststep, your patrol will have Snaketail, Beetail, Flamewhisker, and Dawnfire. My patrol will have Firedash, Sunnypaw, Spderpaw, Whitetail, Birdsong, and Lilyfoot." Froststep's patrol left the camp and went to ThunderClan's. This is just like the badger, stay low and quiet then attack. He thought. He scented ThunderClan as he crept into the forest. A border patrol was looking around. "ShadowClan, attack!" Ravenstar yowled as his patrol jumped out of the bushes. The ThunderClan patrol fluffed out their tails and hissed as they collided with the ShadowClan patrols. Flamewhisker saw a ragged smoky gray pelt. He aimed for the cat and went face to face with the ThunderClan deputy; Claweye. He slashed the deputy's muzzle, leaving a scar. Claweye yowled in pain and bit Flamewhisker's pelt. He remembered the only way was to kill. Warriors don't kill! But before he knew it, he gripped the smoky tom with his teeth and flung him into the distance just as the badger did to his mother. What have I done! I killed the ThunderClan deputy! He shook his head to erase the fact that he was a killer. He recognized a gray striped pelt and curled his lip. He lunged at Snowfeather and lept at the young she-cat, knocking her. Snowfeather growled and scraped Flamewhiskers body. She nipped his ear. "ThunderClan, retreat!" One of the cats yowled. Ravenstar's muzzle was stained in blood. "That'll teach you to poison out prey!" He snarled. Thrushwing and Twigwhisker were carrying Berrystar's body back. The old leader lost a life. Did Ravenstar do that? I guess I'm not the only killer. Flamewhisker sighed in relief. "Where's Claweye?" "I think he already got back to camp." He heard the ThunderClan patrol mutter as they ran back to their camp. Flamewhisker tried to forget what they had said and got back to camp with the others.