shadows had crept in with the night, stalking silently towards the cement jungle where the city clan made their home. it had been a moon since thunderclan and bloodclan's vicious unprovoked attack on riverclan, in which shadowclan had come to the water dwellers' aid. now, with riverclan and thunderclan's alliance forged anew, three of the forest clans were out for blood. so they crept ever nearer to the city of stone. from above, icy lights twinkled down, silently watching, waiting for the inevitable. each warrior of the stars had their own opinion on this, but one thing was certain, everyone was watching. some were waiting for former clanmates to join them amongst the starry ranks, others simply watched because there was no other choice. someone would loose in this battle. this was apart of the fate of the clans. so they watched, they waited. crouched on a tussock of grass, the former shadowclanner sighed. this was inevitable, but he wished it didn't have to be.