The rest of SpringClan was a flurry of activity. Cats shouted to each other from across the camp. Quailfeather barked orders, her eyes bright with energy. Oakstar stood, grim-faced, and ordered cats to form a phalanx formation. Cloverflower struggled to keep all five kits under control while Eveningfall shared a teary good-bye with her mate, Cranelegs. I saw the Vale Squad clustered together near the back of the battle group with Ryan and his sisters. Even Lionpatch was up and about; he would be traveling with the fighters so that he could do some quick field medical work in case anyone was badly injured.