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Savage hissed at Scorchgaze. "Leave me alone." She repeated, her right eye full of blood. The tom had torn her ear, and now the dark red blood ran down her face in lines.

Scorchgaze glared at the small she-cat. "I will, but I'll be back." He promised.

Savage shuddered. She should've killed him when they were attacked.

Liontail returned from meeting with the leader. "What happened to you?"

Savage spit out the blood she licked up. "Scorchgaze." She scowled, and blinked away the rest of the blood.

Liontail frowned. "It'll get better." He promised, but they both knew that was empty.

"It won't be until I get out."

Liontail coughed. "That reminds me... Ravenflight and I are supposed to take you out. You need to hunt, to prove your worth or something."

Savage shook out her fur, her stomach still aching from a few days before. Berryheart, their Medicine cat, came in everyday to renew the cobwebs, and Savage was grateful. "When?"

"Right now." Ravenflight meowed as he padded up to them, narrowing his eyes. "Was it Scorchgaze?"

Silently, she nodded, slightly embarrassed. She could take care of herself.

Liontail and Ravenflight each took a side, Ravenflight slightly closer to her than Liontail. "Duskstar says you have to bring back at least 3 pieces of prey. We'll be close by."

With a start, Savage realized they had gone to the BloodGroup border. She glared around her - the two warriors had disappeared. Were they messing with her?

"Liontail? Ravenflight?" She called around them. "Are you kidding?" When there wasnt any an answer, she growled. "Ugh!"

As she crept around, she heard a rustle, and brightened immediately. As she leaped to where she thought the sound was, she crashed into a cat - one about her size.

The cat snarled, but stopped arubtly. "Savage?"

"Storm?" Savage asked, and smiled.

Storm blinked, shocked. "I thought you were dead," he confessed and nuzzled her. A growl from behind stopped them both.

"Savage?" Ravenflight snapped.

Savage's ears drooped, and gave Storm a lick on the ear. "Tell Rip I'm fine." Her voice dropped to a whisper and she leaned in. "And that I'll come home soon."

Storm looked heartbroken. "No, Savage, come back now! We miss you."

Savsge shook her head. "Soon, Storm. Soon." She mumbled as Ravenflight bit her tail. She turned and headed back to her side, casting one last glance at Storm, who hadn't moved.

Ravenflight snarled at her. "What did you think you were doing?"

Savage blinked innocently. "Talking to one of my friends."

"You're a clan cat now. You're only 'friends' are within clan borders."

"Are not. Storm is my friend... one of my best friends actually. He was there when I was taken... and almost killed by your father!"

Ravenflight flinched. "I'm not like him."

"Well, you're sure acting like him."

Liontail lashed his tail. "Enough! Ravenflight, do you want her punished if she doesn't have prey?"

"I dont care right now." He growled and stalked away.

Savage turned and went back to hunting. "Stupid know-it-all Ravenflight," dhe hissed under her breath. "Thinks he knows everything."

After a while, Savage had finally caught two mice and a toad.

Liontail blinked sympathetically. "At least you won't by punished."

Ravenflight growled. "Took you long enough."

"I was a fighter, not a hunter. You're lucky I'm not attacking you right now."

Ravenflight's hackles rose. "Try, she-cat."

Savage picked up her prey and shouldered hin aside, setting off for camp.

Liontail trailed her, and she lightly set down her prey, grabbing the scrawniest mouse for herself. As she settled in the mouth of her den, she noticed ither cats staring at her.

"What?" She snapped. "You dont expect BloodGroup cats to be useful?"

The cats looked away, and started conversations within themselves. Liontail went off to his expecting mate, Honeybee, and Ravenflight shared tounges with some random cats - his friends, most likely.

Savage settled down next to Larksong - one of the few cats that trusted her.

The queen purred. "Hello, Ember."

Savage smiled. Larksong refused to call her by her birth name, instead calling her Ember - for Emberpaw, her kit who died, and who looked exactly like her. Larksong was on her second litter with Foxfeather, her mate.

Larksong purred, content. She was on her side, her swollen belly making a large bump.

"How long?" Savage questioned, settling down beside her.

"Less than a halfmoon."

"Are you excited?"

Larksong purred happily. "Oh, of course. You're going to name one, Ember."

Savage blinked. "Really?" She gasped. What an honor! In her group, only cats emotionally close to the parents could name a kit. "Thank you!"

Larksong smiled. "You need some love here," she meowed softly. "You need cats you can trust, ones you can rely on. If Duskstar wants to make you stay, he sure is doing a mouse-brained job. It's just driving you away. I heard that you saw one of your past groupmates..."

Savage blinked. "Its already around? But, yes, I did." She addmitted. "His name is Storm."

Larksong casually glanced at her. "Just friends?"

Savage felt her eartios redden. "Yes, of course! I'm only 6 moons old."

Larksong gasped. "You were only 5 when you were taken?"

Savage nodded. "I would be a fighter by now." She explained. "We become trainees at 3 moons."

Larksong licked her ear. "Poor Ember." She mumbled but glanced up at Duskstar as he made his way out of the den.

"Tonight is the Gathering." He announced, and smiled. "The cats who will be going are: Stoneheart, Scorchgaze, Blackstripe, Foxfeather, Mossstorm, Skystorm, Sandleaf, Brackenpaw, Lilypaw. I've also decided that I want Ravenflight and Liontail - but they must remain by Savage at all times."

Savage's eyes widened as she took her place by Liontail. She had decided to ignore Ravenflight. She wasnt going home yet - but soon, just as she promised.

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Duskstar lead the way, and when they entered a clearing, Savage was hit by the scents of cats - three different smells than ShadowClan, which she had grown used to.

A few cats came up at greeted Ravenflight, who glanced at her. "Who's this? You're apprentice?" One, a tabby tom, asked him.

He snorted. "Our prisoner, Darkpelt. Do you really think Duskstar would give me an apprentice when I'm only 13 moons old?"

Savage bared her teeth at one who came to close. "One step closer and I'll tear your ears off." She warned.

"Try." He growled in return, but did indeed step back.

Ravenflight cuffed her. "Savage, we're supposed to be peaceful at gatherings. No fighting."

Savage hissed and shook out her fur. "I'm not a clan cat." She reminded him and turned to Liontail. "I feel uneasy." She murmered. "Somethings going to happen."

Liontail smiled. "Stop worring. You'll be fine."

Savage glanced around, and made her way to the edge, Ravenflight following her.

"Hey! No leaving."

Savage glanced back. "I'm going to sit here."

Duskstar stepped foward. "ShadowClan has been doing well. Plenty of prey. Honeybee has mived to the nursery, and we have a prisner from the BloodGroup - Savage." Eyes turned to her, and she mived closer to Ravenflight without noticing. In BloodGroup, she was cherished, accepted... but here, under the scrutiny of the gazes, she knew she didn't fit in. She refused to cower, but she wanted to be by someone she knew.

Ravenflight bent down and licked her ear. "It's fine." He whispered to her as he turned his attention back to the leaders.

She shivered. Something was happening. She could feel it.

A cat burst into the clearing, breathless. She recognized Hollyfur. "BloodGroup... attacking... took... Bluekit..."

Savage sprung up. She had grown quite attached to the kit. Without waiting for the others she ran back, following the scent trail of Hollyfur. When she reached camp, it was a mess of cats.

"Stop!" She yowled, and a cat sprung at her. She narrowingly dodged. "Bluekit! Bluekit!" She called frantically.

She heard the yowl of Monster. "We got what we came for. Come, BloodGroup!" In a flash, all the extra cats ran away, leaving bloodied cats.

Savage took a deep breath. The normal clancats hadn't came yet, and Berryheart was still there. Savage knew a few things though. When her guard had to do something she helped out Berryheart. First in was Stormheart. "Show me your wound." She told him as she gathered marigold, poppy weeds and cobwebs.

He had a bad leg wound, and she chewed the marigold into a oulp, and spread it on it. He let out a low hiss of pain. After she dressed it, she set cobwebs on it, and gave him poppyseeds.

"They'll help you sleep."

After she helped a few more cats, Berryheart burst in the den. "Thank you, Savage!"

Savage dipped her head. "You're welcome. I put marigold on it, then cobwebs and gave them poppy seeds to help them sleep." She explained.

Berryheart smiled. "I can take it from here."

Savage entered her own den, and unfourntuantly, Scorchgaze was waiting for her.

He turned. "Bluekit was my kit. Now BloodGroup will kill her! It's all your fault!" He growled as he lashed out, connected with Savage's hindleg.

She winced. "I'm really sorry, Scorchgaze. But they -er, we- don't kill kits. We just dont. And it's really your fault, you took me, I didn't just show up here."

A dark shadow loomed in the mouth of the den. "I can take it from here, Scorchgaze." Meowed a gruff voice, and Scirchgaze left - but not without a fiery glare towards her.

Savage started to lick her leg, and she noticed who it was.

"Sleep," Ravenflight murmered. "I won't hurt you." As he turned to the miuth once again, his tail brushed against her flank, and Savage curled up.

Three more questions!

-Do you think Scorchgaze had a right to hurt Savage?

-What do you think Savage will name the kit? (She's a ginger she-cat with dark green eyes)

-Is Ravenflight still acting? Or does he actually like her?

-Softballmania24