Shadowpaw left the apprentices den alongside Skypaw. She had groomed her white fur so it seemed to gleam with delight as the sun shone on it. Cedarpaw and Leappaw were playing by the fresh kill pile which seemed to be the farthest from the broken down nursery.

"Cedarpaw!" The sharp meow of Stormfront made Cedarpaw walk over as the two headed for the entrance to the camp.

Skypaw scuffled at the sand beneath her paws bored as her tail flicked with the wind. Shadowpaw looked around camp for any signs of Darkheart but she hadn't seen him.

Skypaw hurried over to Dayspring as she left the medicine cats den but she only coughed in reply and continued to the warrior's den.

Skypaw was coming back to her sister with anger blazing her blue eyes.

Before Shadowkit had a chance to ask she hissed a reply, "Daisyspring has green cough! I want to see the territory!"

Her claws scraped the rocks as a low meow came from Yarrowpelt. "Well, you can when she gets better."

Skypaw glared at him with more anger than before and her muscles tensed. She then stormed off with a hiss of words as Yarrowpelt watched silently.

"She's dangerous." He murmured to Shadowpaw before he padded back to the medicine cats den. Shadowpaw watched him go and then looked for someone to talk to. Darkheart had left the warriors den and came her way. "We're going to see the territory." He meowed as he led her from camp.

They soon came to a large span of rocks and Darkheart fluffed his pelt. "These are sunning rocks." he yawned as he let her step onto the warm stones. They felt so relaxing she could have curled up and gone to sleep.

Across the rocks was a river that seemed to make Shadowpaw want to go closer. Across where large trees that hung low on the other side. A fishy scent wafted over to the apprentice.

"We are constantly fighting with RiverClan over them but they belong to ThunderClan." Shadowpaw nodded as she and her mentor began to pad away.

Soon they came to an area wherein the distance there was a large stretch of moorland. It seemed deserted with no trees but low shrubbery. "Do you know why there are no trees?" Darkheart asked as he flicked his tail over the land.

"The trees didn't like it?" She guessed. Darkheart faintly chuckled. "It's WindClan."

Soon an acid like scent through Shadowpaw off her senses for a moment. Ahead, there was a large stretch of ground. It was gray and seemed much harder than the soft grasses she was used to in ThunderClan. As she stepped forward Darkheart threw his tail in front stopping her from going further. "This is the thunder-path." He meowed. "Now don't ever attempt to cross it you'll die." As he did not seem to care how terrified Shadowpaw looked he continued. "Now smell." He ordered.

Shadowpaw sniffed the air and met the sharp thunder path scent. It was hard to detect but there seemed to be another scent there. Something aggressive and gross. "There's another scent." She remarked. "It smells worse than the thunder path she added."

"Good." Darkheart meowed. "It is ShadowClan the most aggressive clan." He snorted. The two cats went back the way to near WindClan territory but instead, they went a different way and came to a large clearing. In the center of the clearing were four large oak trees. Shadowpaw nearly gasped of astonishment. "This is four trees." Darkheart meowed. "Every full moon the four clans will come here to discuss clan matters." Shadowpaw nodded excitedly. She wanted to go to the gathering!
It was late afternoon when the two cats came back to camp. Skypaw met her sister in the clearing. "Tell Yarrowpelt that he's a piece of fox dung!" She spat angrily. Shadowpaw watched her sister and tried to comfort her but she continued. "He doesn't get it! He won't let me see him!" That got Shadowpaws attention. "Whos him?" Shadowpaw asked. "SHUT UP!" Skypaw thrashed at the air caught her sister's nose with extended claws. "Ow!" She screeched and anger overtook her. She flung herself at Skypaw with slowly unsheathing paws. "I hate you!" Skypaw spat as Shadowpaw realized something. Her sister wasn't looking at her, she was looking through her. "You took him away!" She hissed as she clawed at Shadowpaw. "Stop!" Darkheart slammed down on Skypaw's stomach as she continued to thrash with her paws, her eyes closed. Shadowpaw studdered back, fear shooting through her veins. "A sign!" YarrowPelt shouted. Shadowpaw studdered as RushStar came from his den. "What happened?" He demanded. OwlPelt a dusky brown tom spoke first. "Skypaw started attacking Shadowpaw!" The black feline was too shocked to speak. But she managed to with a great breath. "Skypaw wasn't attacking me." She meowed as some cats began to stare at her. There were disapproving yowls around her and Shadowpaws fur was pricking. "She was looking through me not at me!" Still, cats seemed reluctant to believe her. "Please, it's true!" Shadowpaw pressed but StormFrost shot her a furious look. "To your den!" He hissed unable to control himself. Shadowpaw marched to her den and plunked in her bedding. Suddenly she felt eyes on her and YarrowPelt was staring. There was a golden flicker of pleasure in his eyes. Shadowpaw gazed at him suddenly realizing what Skypaw said.

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