Chapter 3
Pinestar thought carefully of her decisions inside her den, she outstretched her arms and padded out her den. "Emberclaw, Snowshade, Whitewing!" She called out. Seeing that they were very close. Snowshade looked towards the side, hearing the calling and stalked to Pinestar's den. Whitewing and Emberclaw followed closely behind.
Snowshade sat quietly in the dark comfortable open pile of rocks and twigs. "Pinestar, we need help raiding Moonclan." Snowshade pointed out, worried that Moonclan actually had many more numbers then Auroraclan. "No we don't, we kicked their tails this time, why not again?" Emberclaw protested, confident that they could win against Moonclan again. "Why can't we just sneak in and take streakpaw back.?" Whitewing asked, not wanting a cat to get finally killed. "Whitewing, mist likely, Moonclan would outnumber us." Pinestar said, not liking his idea of just sneaking in. "They outnumber us, but we are stronger, much stronger!" Emberclaw said, suggesting the same as before, he was angered that Moonclan would attack Auroraclan even if Auroraclan had done nothing to them. And Snowshade could see it in his eyes, he has a grudge against them now, but she can't blame him for this. "We can just ask neighboring clans to help us fight Moonclan, we can't just risk it!" Snowshade urged, she really didn't want Auroraclan cats to die, not at all. "We'll try fighting them ourselves, we don't need other clans!" Pinestar growled, this was not like Pinestar to make such aggressive noises or be hostile to her clanmates. Snowshade shut her mouth, not wanting Pinestar to lash out. "Okay, when?" Whitewing asked, stepping closer. "Now, before the gathering at moonhigh." She growled quietly. "Please no." Snowshade pleaded quietly, but too quiet for any to hear.