I will get down on my hands and knees and profusely apologize. Two years, three? I know, I KNOW. You can kill me, stab me, I accept it all.

Well good news! My writing has improved considerably (considering I started the story in 8th grade, and I'm in 10th grade now). While rereading No More Tears I almost cried because it was so horrible. I'll make this chapter extra good, I promise.

Another thing, I've recently read Night Whispers, so I'm well aware of the current conflict going on between Breezepelt and every other cat. Though in this story, I'm picking up where Erin left off from Sunrise. Bear with me please. (Ignore my tenses)

Thank you, thank you. Merry Christmas and a happy new year!

Chapter 4

The ground suddenly became bathed with silvery light, my fur turning gray. I tilted my head upwards, it was time.

Hollyleaf was very anxious. She circled the ground impatiently, her whiskers twitching and her fur bristling. She couldn't help thinking that Breezepelt was a bit of a mouse-brain to leave her here in full view of WindClan warriors. He did assure her that no patrols would come over to her hiding spot at Moon-high, but that didn't change how nervous she felt, being out in the open.

She shook out her black fur and made herself sit on her haunches. She was going to have to be calm. She was going to have to keep her cool. She didn't want to look like an idiot when Breezepelt arrived.

She drew her tongue over her fur, smoothing it down and riding it of any ThunderClan smell. She hated ThunderClan. That wretched, horrible place where her stupid mother conceived her. Those stupid cats. Their angry faces. Oh StarClan, how she hated it.

Her thoughts were running through her head. Breezepelt, could she trust him? She had to; otherwise she'd be alone. And something about the black warrior made her feel a connection. Its as though he understands how she feels, when none of her brothers did.

She hissed sharply, snap out of it she thought. This cat, this tom, he's Crowfeather's kit. Crowfeather loves him. But is that his fault? Hollyleaf was desperate.

Her ears pricked up as she heard something rustling through the ferns. Her claws slid out, was she found out? She hissed softly, crouching, waiting for the cat to show themselves…

"Hollyleaf?"

She drew in deep breaths. The familiar dark head belonged to Breezepelt. Touching his nose greeting, she mewed "I was waiting for some time. What happened?"

Breezepelt looked uncomfortable, then annoyance crept across his blue eyes "Heathertail stopped me. I had to sneak out."

Hollyleaf remembered Heathertail, the pretty she-cat used to meet Lionblaze secretly. Lionblaze! She thought bitterly I forgot about him and Heathertail. That traitor.

Black fur met black fur for a moment as Breezepelt brushed his pelt against hers. "Let's go somewhere else, I feel like a clan of cats is watching me."

Hollyleaf nodded her head, he mind still buzzing about ThunderClan. They padded together in silence for a while until they reached the great lake. It was beautiful for it reflected thousands of stars in the nightsky.

The she-cat laid on her belly and tucked in her paws, her green eyes gazing across the water. Breezepelt sat beside her, lightly sniffing the air. At the same time the two turned to look at one another.

"Is your clan giving you trouble about Crowfeather?" asked Hollyleaf, her eyes now boring into his. She wanted to know how deep their connection was, how much this tom was like her.

Breezepelt ducked his head, "Kind of. Well, yeah. They stare at me. Its like I sprouted wings or something."

Hollyleaf snorted with amusement, "Yeah right, if you sprouted wings they wouldn't just stare at you. They'd probably think you're fresh kill."

The two purred for a moment, then all was still again. "So where are you going to stay?" The tom peered down at her, his tail flicking with concern.

"Well," began Hollyleaf, searching for an answer. "I guess, I don't know. Everyone hates me in ThunderClan for telling the truth, and I hate everyone there as well. I was thinking of traveling to the mountains so I can live with the tribe."

They were both lost in memories of their tribe adventure, when Breezepelt started to stutter "I would like it if you can-well I mean the tribe is-I think it's-" he broke off into a long sigh. "I like you Hollyleaf, you're my sister. The tribe is far away."

Breezepelt's POV

I don't know why I said that. I mean its true that I would miss her if she disappeared in the mountains, but where else could she stay? In a tree or something? Was I actually expecting her to live in WindClan with me? I snorted, like Onestar would ever allow that.

Would he?

Hollyleaf was staring at me. I felt my fur grow hot with embarrassment "I mean, of course you can't stay," I quickly meowed, "There's no place here for you." The words tumbled out of my mouth before I could stop them, and to my great dismay, she let it a long, sad sigh.

"You're right," she said, her shoulders drooping. "You're completely right. There's no place for me anywhere."

I jumped to my paws; I had to correct my mistake. Leaning forward, I nuzzled her chin. "There's place for you. I'm your brother, you can stay with WindClan." WindClan? What? Where did I pull that from?

Hollyleaf's eyes brightened with interest, then dulled to sadness. "I can't do that. They'll call you a traitor for bringing me in."

"Well um. Onestar wouldn't turn down an extra warrior I'm sure. Just prove that you're loyal." I hastily said. Were StarClan putting these words in my mouth, or am I insane? I'm going against the Warrior code! But then another thought dawned on me; the Warrior code never said anything against inviting rogues to join clans. So was this okay?

"Loyal?" Hollyleaf's eyes flashed, and I immediately wondered if I said anything wrong, "Loyal? I'd be loyal to any other clan. I hate ThunderClan!"

Her expression softened and she rubbed her muzzle against mine. "Thank you Breezepelt. And if we're ever in war with ThunderClan, then I'll fight my hardest."

Either I got myself a friend, or I just turned the entire clan against me.

Bwahahahaha the end. Guys, I know this chapter was slightly confusing, and you guys may be like, wait whaatttttttttt, so let me recap.

In the books Hollyleaf runs into the tunnels, and the entrance collapses. Now this is where I continue the story. She's dashing away in the dark, and she escapes through an opening. She finds herself in WindClan territory, where Breezepelt confronts her. They at first fight, and then Breezepelt gets her out of it and they start to talk. Finally they agree to meet at Midnight. Breezepelt goes back to his clan where Heathertail starts to harass him and Ashfoot starts to suspect him, and then he meets Hollyleaf. And wallah! Here's this chapter.

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