Sandstorm has developed greencough. Her coughing had kept Owlpaw awake all night. He had also met with Wildpaw at the Island last night, so he was incredibly tired. Not that he was complaining though, it had been the best night of his life.

"Owlpaw!" He heard Ivypool call. "Stop your daydreaming and over here. This is the third time I've called you."

"Sorry." He said as walked over to his mentor.

"Come on, we're going on a hunting patrol with Cherrymoon, Lilyshade, and Amberbreeze."  

Ugh, Owlpaw thought,  a patrol with all she-cats.

The hunting patrol walked out of camp and padded towards the abandoned twoleg nest. Their always seemed to be prey there. When they got there, Ivypool told him where to hunt, and Owlpaw bounded over.

Owlpaw tasted the air, and smelled the musky scent of vole. He crouched down and carefully started sliding his paws over the freshly fallen leaves. A few more pawsteps, and Owlpaw would be able to pounce.

A blood curdling yowl pierced through the forest. The vole he was stalking ran off into the bushes, as Owlpaw ran back to the rest of the patrol.

"Thats coming from the Shadowclan border. Lets go." Ivypool announced. They darted off and the closer they got to the Shadowclan border the more clearly Owlpaw could make out the sounds of battle.  

"Amberbreeze, go get help." Ivypool yowled behind her as they ran. Amberbreeze nodded and ran towards camp. The patrol burst out into the clearing and was immediately engulfed in the battle.

        Owlpaw leaped onto the back of a cream colored she-cat. He dug his claws into her flesh as she shook him off. He turned to face her as she leapt towards him. Owlpaw skillfully moved to the side and clawed her flank as she went flying past. A brown tabby she-cat that he recognized as Tanglepaw jumped at him, with her claws outstretched. Time seemed to slow down as he caught a glimpse of orange tabby fur in the middle of the battle.