"Wait up, Breezepaw!" Ryan, Chamomile, and Lily came crashing through the undergrowth behind me, heedless of the fact that they were now deep into SpringClan territory. I didn't pause for them; I hardly looked back, too intent on my mission. I was a fast runner. I knew it. And there was no way the rogues, no matter how well they knew our territory, could get to the camp before I did. I took every shortcut I could, lungs burning and pleading for air. Because it wasn't just enough to beat them there. I had to have time to warn the Clan. "Her name's Claron," Lily whispered to me. And they were gone.