It seems like ThunderClan and BloodClan cats have scattered from the camp, fighting all over the forest. I'm surprised no other Clan has come yet to help fight.
"Acorn," I hear a voice behind me.
I turn my head and lock eyes with Nelson. "What?" I spit, narrowing my eyes.
"Saber...she's dead," he murmurs.
My eyes widen. "What? Who killed her?"
"Their leader."
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