Thanks to SilverfeatherSnowstream, creeperkit, CocoNini, Hawkpaw, and Nineflames for reviewing that last chapter!

Also, thanks to Nineflames for pointing out those errors in the last chapter!

Sorry, Hawkpaw, but you aren't in this story. I'll put you in another one. Somehow. Someday. Kay? (Most people, ignore that little bit. Hawkpaw is a relative of mine.)

Responses to Ask A Character Questions:

*creeperkit, to Thistlepaw* "You need to be awesome, okay? You are based off of me, and I don't want to be not awesome." *Thistlepaw poofs out of nowhere* "You got it! No, if you excuse me, I have an enemy apprentice to confront. I'm practicing my battle cry. AHEM. EAT BACON! YEAH!" *Poofs back into nowhere*

*Snowstream, to Bloodstar* "What do you hate more than Barney?" *Bloodstar, eyes widened in shock* "What do you mean? Barney is the absolute worst thing ever! And besides, I am the fearsome Bloodstar, not some little defenseless kit? I will never tell you, even if there was anything else trhat scared me!" *Silverfeather* "Tell us what your more scared of than Barney or we will chain you to a tree and make you watch it!" *Bloodstar, eyes wide with horror* "No! Anything but that!" *Takes deep breath* "I'm terrified-absolutely terrified- of KITS!" *Bloodstar shudders* "There! I told you! Now leave me alone!"

On with the chapter!

Silverpaw looked up in surprise. A black tom with white speckles was glaring at her, his green eyes blazing and his neck fur bristling.

That's... Nightpaw! Silverpaw remembered. I've seen him at Gatherings. Never talked to him, though.

Nightpaw took a step forward.

"That rabbit belongs to DuskClan." he growled. "It means my warrior name!"

"This rabbit," Moonpaw snarled, "means our warrior names. It's ours!"

"No!" Nightpaw seethed. "I was chasing it and it ran onto your territory. it's mine!"

Come on, Bluesky, Pollenbreeze, Duskfoot, someone! Where are you?

The rabbit was kicked and fought under Silverpaw's paws as Moonpaw and Nightpaw kept bickering over who had the rights to the prey. Silverpaw adjusted her footing so the rabbit couldn't escape.

All of this over a rabbit! Silverpaw thought. No, this is about our warrior names!

Silverpaw looked up just in time to see Moonpaw hurl herself screeching onto Nightpaw, Thistlepaw right behind her. The three apprentices blended into a knot of black, white, brown, silvery-gray and ginger.

Suddenly, the ground under them started to tremble. Silverpaw released the rabbit, and it raced of into the sparse green under-growth. The other apprentices ceased fighting and looked around in pine trees that had been there for countless seasons starting to fall. Boulders, rocks, stones, and pebbles were tumbling down the cliffs at an alarming rate. Moonpaw stared wide-eyed at the tide of stone.

"We are going to die!" she shrieked.

"No we're not!" Thistlepaw yowled. She looked around. "Over there," she said, pointing with her tail toward a large, flat rock." We can... ride on it."

Thistlepaw and Silverpaw sprinted onward, but as Moonpaw hesitated, Nightpaw cuffed her around her ear.

"Come on, mouse-brain," he growled. " Would you rather die for certain, or have a chance, how ever small, to live?"

"Live," Moonpaw squeaked as she started slowly toward the flat stone.

"Come on then." Nightpaw said as he gently nudged her flank and cast a final glance back at the onslaught of stone before racing to join the others, his paws throwing up snow.

"Everyone, hold on as best as you can," Thistlepaw instructed.

Silverpaw looked for any paw-holds on the flat surface, as Moonpaw panted, struggling to keep calm. Silverpaw gazed at Thistlepaw to see how she was getting on. The multi-colored apprentice was gripping the front of the rock with her claws, her breath only the tiniest bit shaky. Nightpaw stood beside her, just, standing there. He must have felt her gaze, for her turned to meet Silverpaw's, his green eyes perfectly calm, though their jade depths must be betraying all of the thoughts swimming through his mind. The thundering of the avalanche was making it hard to hear anything besides itself and the cracking of trees as they fell to the ground.

The flat stone lurched forward as the force of the tide finally reached it, and snow and boulders pushed it forward. Silverpaw unsheathed her claws and dug them into the stone.

Suddenly, Thistlepaw screeched.

"What's wrong?" Silverpaw called to her. "Besides the obvious," she added with a hint of dark humor.

"I just remembered that this path leads to the cliffs. And that's where we're going. off the cliffs into no-Clan territory. How could I be such a mouse-brain? Now we really are going to die!"

"What?!" Moonpaw shrieked, her panicked voice barely loud enough to be heard.

"What do you mean, a cliff?" Nightpaw growled, probably trying to mask his fear by sounding so fierce. "How do you think we'll survive now?"

Thistlepaw looked ashamed, her ears flattened and eyes shut tight. "If we continue this way," she yowled, "and we will, we'll fall off of the cliffs at the edge of the territories.

Nightpaw's POV

Great. Now I'll never become a warrior. It's all their fault!

Nightpaw raised his gaze to look at the SnowClan apprentices, his eyes brimming with emotion.

If they hadn't shown up, I would've caught that rabbit and returned triumphantly to my Clan and become a warrior that my Clanmates would finally be proud of. But no. Those mouse-brains had to come along and get me killed!

Nightpaw hissed and frustration.

Why me? Why couldn't I switch place with perfect little Redpaw? If that happened, I'd live, she'd die, and then everyone would pay attention to me!

The black tom sighed deeply as the flat stone scraped at a quicker pace.

What's happened to me? I would never wish that upon anyone, even Redpaw.

He looked hopelessly toward the approaching cliff edge- his doom.

How did I become so bitter and hateful?

Just a little bit of background for Nightpaw and promises of death. Fun! Not to fear! The next chapter will be up in a jiffy, however fast that is!:D

Sorry if you feel that there was an over use of 'rock' or 'stone', but I couldn't think of anything else.

Yet again, please review, point out any typos that you've found (Stares accusingly at Nineflames and Phil-Cow the Bump-Nose Dragon) and ask the characters questions! And this time, send me some cats to be Bloodstar's followers! Rogue or Clan, doesn't matter, but I need about 10-20 in order to make a formidable opponent. I have a few, but I'd like some fan input in my story!

Thank you for reading!

-Silverstreak