After a long and tiring hour of story telling and explaining to his siblings, Andre looked in the direction of his den, where his pups lie. "This is why I need you guys, and the entirety of our clan." Chase sighed and stood whilst their sister still lie gracefully on her bed of leaves. "I understand. Well, my brother, it is your call. You are now the leader of our wondrous clan now that father and mother have both passed. Do you think it safe to bring us out of hiding and into war?" This comment made Andre silent while he thought. When he finally came to a decision, he stood, and walked over to the den exit. "We go to war." His siblings nodded, and he left the room. Leena pushed herself up and stretched her legs and back, then walked over next to Chase, who stared intently at the door. "Looks like yet another vision of your has come true brother. Let's just hope it does not end as it has began." And with that, she too exitted the den, Chase following nervously behind. Andre was waiting for them outside. "Brother, please call the clan together for my announcement." Chase nodded and sat down, throwing his head into the air. He let out three loud yips followed by a bark and a small howl. Instantly, the clan started to gather around them, some awestruck at the sight of Andre. "Greetings my fellow clan-mates." Andre started once everyone had gathered. "I have something to share with you all." Andre took one glance around the crowd then he proceeded to tell them all his story of the past few months and what was now going on. When he finished, one old fox spoke out. "You wish to bring the most endangered clan in the continent out of hiding to go to a war of which none of us may survive?" Andre glared at him. "I realise the risks, old man. However, the Queen of wolves cannot win this war without our skills in the dark arts. If we happen to win this war, our clan will be allowed to thrive again as it once did. But if we leave this war be and do nothing, it will find us, and we will have no allies to fight against it, and we will be destroyed, no doubt in my mind. So either we fight and die, or we dont fight and die like cowards." The old fox did not open his mouth again. "Then it is settled." The commander who had escorted him earlier stepped forward. "We will go to war, and help your mate with this fight. I just hope you know what you are doing young fox, because the fate of this clan rests in your paws." And with that, the commander dipped down into a bow, as did the rest of the clan. "When do we leave?"