ALONE

Allegiances

ThunderClan

Apprentices- Smokepaw- A pale gray tom with darker stripes, green eyes

Hawkpaw- A dark tabby tom, amber eyes

Lilypaw- A pure white she-cat with a black tip tail and paws, blue eyes

Silverpaw- A silver she-cat with black stripes, amber eyes

Blackpaw- A pitch black tom, green eyes

Flamepaw- A fire ginger she-cat, amber eyes

Stainpaw- A ginger and white she-cat, green eyes

Greypaw- A solid gray tabby with darker hints here and there, blue eyes

ShadowClan

Apprentices- Cederpaw- A dark gray tom with black stripes, green eyes

Darkpaw- A dark gray tom with brownish hints, icy blue eyes

Dawnpaw- A dark brown she-cat, dark amber eyes

Larkpaw- A pale brown she-cat with white patches, amber eyes

Patchpaw- A black and white tom, amber eyes

Ivypaw- A silver she-cat with darker stripes, blue eyes

Vinepaw- A gray and brown tabby tom, green eyes

WindClan

Apprentices- Rabbitpaw- A tan tom, amber eyes

Maplepaw- A calico she-cat, green eyes

Nightpaw- A pitch black tom, amber eyes

Quailpaw- A pale ginger she-cat, blue eyes

RiverClan

Apprentices- Hawkpaw- A pale brown tabby tom, amber eyes

Rainpaw- A gray tabby she-cat with darker flecks, blue eyes

Emberpaw- A sooty gray she-cat, amber eyes

Pinepaw- A brown and gray tabby tom, amber eyes

Twigpaw- A brown tabby tom, green eyes

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Vanished

"So, now you have the enemy down. The best thing to do is give him a harsh bite to the shoulder and let him off. Beleive me, it sends them running. Or, if you need to, you could rake your hind claws down his underbe-"

Wetfur disappeared.

Smokepaw and Hawkpaw, who were sitting in front of him, along with a timid she-cat named Silverpaw, just stared.

"Um...where's Wetfur?" Silverpaw coughed.

"He was standing right there," Hawkpaw said nervously. Then he giggled.

There was a reluctance to go up to the place where Wetfur had been standing and lecturing on the best battle techniques. So Smokepaw stood up and padded over. No Wetfur. His pawprints were still in the sand of the training hollow.

"How did he do that?" Hawkpaw giggled, searching the trees. He thought it was funny. Why did he think it was funny?

Smokepaw swallowed. "We must have zoned out and he left or something."

"No," Silverpaw snapped, "I never zone out. I was paying attention, I was learning something."

"Who cares?" Hawkpaw asked, shrugging, "Wetfur's boring."

"Yeah, and he's gone now," Smokepaw snapped. Why were they arguing about Silverpaw being a little nerd now?

They heard pawsteps and looked up as Lilypaw padded into the hollow.

She was a slight, small she-cat. Her fur was white and fell neatly together, always well groomed. Her eyes were big and blue, the kind that made Smokepaw look at her when she didn't know he was looking. He immediately felt slightly nervous at her presence and stepped back, observing her as he always did. Never any farther. There was nothing wrong with observing and fantasizing about being with her.

"Where's Wetfur?" She asked, voicing Silverpaw.

"He's gone," Hawkpaw said and laughed again. Smokepaw wished he would be more serious. Hawkpaw was always joking around at the wrong time. Nervous kinda cat. "Disappeared. Vanished."

Lilypaw looked at him without saying anything and then said, "Well, Oaktail just vanished too. He was telling me about the best way to give burdock root. Like, he was chewing it up and he disappeared and the burdock root that had been in his mouth fell to the ground.

"Anyone else in the camp?" Smokepaw said. He felt embaressed and stupid talking to her.

"I haven't been back to camp yet," she replied, but not coldly.

"Well we should go," Smokepaw went on. He didn't meet her big blue eyes and instead adressed Hawkpaw, which was stupid. "I'm sure there'll be more warriors there that can tell us what's happening."

"It's just a weird trick," Hawkpaw said and he wasn't laughing now.

Smokepaw followed behind Hawkpaw as they padded back to camp. Lilypaw led, but not in a 'I'm the leader' type of way. Silverpaw was behind Smokepaw, muttering to herself.

Lilypaw was out of Smokepaw's leauge, he knew that. She was a medicine cat. A smart, gifted, intelligent medicine cat, too. He was just an average apprentice who nobody thought of as special or smart but wasn't dumb either. And there was no rule that said he couldn't look and Lilypaw and fantasize. So that was all he did. There had never been a problem.

"It's quiet," Hawkpaw said as they neared the hollow that the ThunderClan cats made camp in. He sounded nervous and squeamish. Not laughing. Far from laughing.

Smokepaw padded into camp. His heart pounded nervously.

A couple of apprentices, Blackpaw and Graypaw, sat idly in front of the apprentice's den. They looked nervous, but not scared. They watched as Lilypaw, Smokepaw, Hawkpaw and Silverpaw neared them.

"Where's everyone else?" Lilypaw asked.

Blackpaw shrugged. "Gone. Vanished."

"You're mentors?" Hawkpaw asked, voice high and strained.

"We got let off of training early," Graypaw told him, "They're out hunting. But Dampfeather and Stormclaw? They were talking in front of us and they left."

"Vanished." Silverpaw said in her nerdy little voice.

Lilypaw looked back at Smokepaw and the others. She looked nervous. "We should check the dens."

"You do that," Greypaw said, lounging back on his back. Blackpaw yawned and helped himself to some fresh-kill.

Graypaw and Blackpaw were stupid, ignorant apprentices. They were failing training and were almost old enough to be warriors. Talking to them was like trying to reason with a mouse.

"I'm going to check Streamstar's den," Hawkpaw said. His voice was still messed up. He padded away, Silverpaw after him.

Leaving Smokepaw with Lilypaw. He wished they other two hadn't left. He was nervous. Lilypaw seemed find.

"Let's see the warriors den," she said.

Smokepaw forced himself not to think about her or to look at her as they padded into the warrior's den. It was empty.

"Well, it isn't likely that there would be anyone sleeping during sunhigh," Smokepaw said, feeling stupid. Lilypaw just looked at him and then padded out.

"Nursery."

No queens. No kits, either.

Smokepaw chose not to say anything this time.

They met up with Hawkpaw and Silverpaw again outside. Hawkpaw was looking more and more scared by the second. "Nobody there," he murmured, "It's empty. A rabbit lying half-eaten, though."

"Streamstar disappeared while eating it," Silverpaw noted. Nobody responded.

Two more cats raced into camp. Stainpaw and Flamepaw. They spotted Lilypaw, Smokepaw, Hawkpaw and Silverpaw and hurried over.

"Where is everybody?" Stainpaw meowed, her voice trembling.

"We were on a hunting patrol with Whitewhisker and Nettlepelt and...um...Icestorm I think. They all disapeared." Flamepaw said. Her eyes flicked around fearfully.

"Everyone can't be gone," Hawkpaw said, sounding like he didn't beleive it. His eyes were turning red like he wanted to cry.

"I don't know," Smokepaw told him, "I just don't know."

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