The deafening crys of a battle echoed through the forest of SpeedClan's new territory. Two Clans of cats were battling for land, their claws unsheathed and ready to spill blood. In the middle of the battle, a thick furred yellow tom growled louder than a lion's roar as he fought off cats. He climbed a tall wrock and gave a hard stare at a small gray tom.

  "You shall never conquer our land, Darkwater!" The tom roared to StreamingClan's small deputy.

  Darkwater laughed. "I wouldn't be so sure of myself, Lionroar. Look around you!" He said with a turn of his head towards the battling StreamingClan and SpeedClan warriors. "Your kitty-warriors are looking a bit sleepy," he continued. "Run now and no cat dies," he said with a smirk.

  Lionroar growled. "Not while I'm deputy!" He snarled and jumped onto Darkwater, pinning him to a wrock. A few StreamingClan warriors tried to help their deputy, but they were blocked and scratched by strong SpeedClan warriors.

  "I will give you a scar you shall NEVER forget!" Lionroar hissed. He lifted a paw to give a scar to Darkwater, but Darkwater quickly threw him off and slashed his muzzle. "Let's just see who gets a scar!" Darkwater hissed as he fled into the trees.

  Lionroar roared with pain. He growled when he noticed Darkwater had gotten away. He heard a retreat call from somewhere in the distance. It was Darkwater. All of StreamingClan turned and fled into their own territory.

  Lionroar watched them all go. "This is not over!" A StreamingClan warrior shouted as they all ran away. "We will be ready!" He answered back. The injured SpeedClan cats mewed loudly, almost like a howl, in their victory.