Light filtered into the leaders den, landing on the fluffy brown pelt of Deerstar. He was only half awake when a shriek echoed through the Riverclan camp. The tom hopped to his paws, awake and alert as he rushed out of his den. He looked around the clearing as he padded. "What happened?" He meowed urgently, trying to hide his anxiety. He noticed a few warriors were missing out of camp which made his anxiety grow.