"You're wrong!" Crowfeather hissed.

        "I'm sorry, but I know what I saw," Nightcloud felt herself being torn in two. She wanted to sshow Crowfeather that he was making a mistake, but she didn't want him to hate her for it.

        Crowfeather swelled in anger, "You don't! You think you know everything, but you don't, you FOXHEART!"

        He ran from Nightcloud, who was frozen to her spot.

        Crowfeather had normally spoken to her with an unhappy tone, but only hatred every so often.

        But this felt completely different.

        Nightcloud collapsed to the ground in anguish. She moaned out from the pain that was the wrath of Crowfeather. His words swirled in her head, repeating again and again.

        "Foxheart! Mousebrain! You little piece of mouse-dung!" 

        "Stop! Please!" Nightcloud gasped.

        "You think you know, but you don't!"

        "Please!"

        "You're nothing Feathertail was!"

        "STOP!"

        Nightcloud shot up, quaking with anger, "You don't know what you're doing!"

        She ran as fast as she could, following Crowfeather's quickly fading scent.

        It was leading Nighcloud straight into ThunderClan's territory.

        Nighcloud's heart quickened as she realized where the scent was headed.

        Abruptly, the trail ended without a trace.

        Nightcloud circled around, trying to rediscover the scent, but to no avail.

        Nightcloud sat down in despair. Crowfeather was gone from her forever.

        Then, she heard a rustle behind her. Nightcloud whirled around just in time to run into none other than Crowfeather.

        "What are you doing here?" Crowfeather panted in surprise.

        "I-I was looking fo-"

        Never mind, we don't have time for this! There are badgers attacking ThunderClan! We have to help them, or it'll be a massacre there!"