With a hiss, what Rook thought was a shadow rose. It was Sith, the Cavian general. His teeth dripped with blood and his armour glinted in the sunlight. Ferociously, he beat his tail on the ground. The closest Wolverine gave a mournful cry and in a few seconds thousands of Wolverines surrounded Sith, cracking their knuckles.

When the fight had ended, all the wolverines were dead and Sith was nowhere to be seen. Carefully, Rook tiptoed back to the warehouse. A cold tingle ran up his spine and made his breath heavy.

As the sun rose, Rook, Jackdaw and Wren left Wolverine Warren and headed North,West through Dark Scare Wood. The journey took nearly the whole day and they settled down just as the stars were coming out. They found a large hollow oak tree and decided to stay there for the night. Jackdaw was uncertain if they were far away from the Warren but Rook showed him the map.

Outside the tree, the wind swept leaves and moss everywhere. Inside, Jackdaw made a light out of fireflies and Wren cooked rabbit and fell asleep. Nervously, Rook unwrapped the only item his Father had given him. It was a small sharp crossbow by the name of “ Tintreach” (lightning bolt) and it was glowing red. Even Wren knew it was a bad sign.

The walls of the tree seemed to crack and splinter until with a great boom, crowds of Wolverines poured in. In a few seconds , the young foxes were  bound by tight cords that only wolverines could make. Rook struggled to hide lightning bolt.

Too late! A shadow made its way into the hollow oak tree and even the wolverines shrank back. Sith sneered at Rook. “ Going anywhere?” he spatt through his steel mask. “ Right now I don’t think you are!” he added, smacking his tail twice on the ground. Immediately, Wolverines scurried forwards, bundled them through the forest and into a cave. In it was where the Cavian waite in there millions safe and preparing for war. Terrified, Rook looked at Sith. It looked like the army was waiting to attack the one place the foxes thought safe – the Cut Steep Hills.