Chapt. 1

"I say this before the eyes of Starclan so to approve my choice of deputy," Bramblestar's voice rang out over the clearing, "Cinderheart, you have lost much in the battle of the Darkforest, but you have gained knowledge over time. Do you accept the responsibility of deputy?"
     "I do," The gray tabby she-cat mewed.

Three days had passed in the clearing as Thunderclan recovered from the deadly battle with the Dark Forest. Slowly but steadily the clan was recovering, but so many had died; Graystripe, Cloudtail, Firestar, Brightheart, Foxleap, Dustpelt, and so many other noble warriors.
 Lionblaze rushed to greet his mate, Cinderheart, and twined his tail with hers.
"I'm so proud of you," He murmured gently into her ear. Cinderheart looked up proudly into his amber eyes, her soft gaze hardening with confidence. Her sweet scent swirled around him and her tongue rasped gently on his muzzle.
"I have to go," Cinderheart murmured, flicking her tail gently over his ear.
Lionblaze padded away slowly, almost forgetting that a deadly battle occurred only days ago. Instinctivly he trotted to the medicine den, squeezing between the ferns and brambles. Jayfeather backed out in front of him, stopping Jayfeather in his tracks.
Lionblaze opened his mouth to speak, but Jayfeather whipped around, and gazed boldly into his brother's eyes. Not for the first time, Lionblaze shied away from his brother's intense unseeing gaze.
"What do you want?" Jayfeather spat, his paws scraping against the pebbles in exhaustion.
"Did you hear?" Lionblaze mewed excitedly,"Cinderheart is the new deputy!"
"No sorry, I was too busy tending to the injured to listen to the clan meeting," Jayfeather retorted irritably. Lionblaze nudged his brother gently.
"Relax Jayfeather," Lionblaze mewed, then whispered slowly,"How is everyone?"
Jayfeather sighed,"Ferncloud keeps opening her wounds and with her age I don't think she is going to make it through tonight, Icewing and Poppyfrost died," Lionblaze gasped,"But I think Crowfeather is going to live," Lionblaze nodded slowly, his father had joined Thunderclan after Breezepelt had tried to kill him.
It was eventually though, that Crowfeather had killed his son when the dark tom had tried to kill Leafpool.
"How is Leafpool doing?" Lionblaze murmured.
"Fine. She only has that bite wound from Breezepelt and I'm making sure no infection sets in," Jayfeather blinked.
Lionblaze nodded and turned back to the clearing, patrols would be sent out soon. He pushed past a few cats who's wounds weren't as deep as the others and waited for Cinderheart's instructions.
Lionblaze watched his mate's tail fluff up in awkwardness, clearly uneasy about how to organize the patrols. Lionblaze nodded to her, hopefully to give her some confidence. She took a breath and began to announce patrols. But another cat interrupted her.
"Lionblaze!" Lionblaze jerked his head towards the camp entrance. The large gray tabby tom by the name of Bumblestripe was dragging in a black lump of fur. Lionblaze ran toward him, unsure of his concern. He tilted his head, then gasped. This wasn't any black lump, it was his sister! Hollyleaf!