Spiritflare told me that there was a change of scenes without a real border, I fixed that. Again, I have to apologize for the missing blank lines, but I just don't know what to do about it.

Thank you for telling me, Siritflare! :D

Chapter3

When they came back to the camp,

The sun had already risen and the other cats began to emerge from their dens.

Sharpclaw shared tongues with his mate, Leafstar, in front of the nursery, while Tinypaw played with Spark-kit.

Echosong had been right; he looked completely health, racing after Tinypaw's tail with exited squeaks.

Rockpaw and Cherrytail were nowhere to see, Bouncepaw supposed they were out hunting.

Hungrily, he padded over to the fresh kill pile.

There were still a couple of mice from the previous day,

and with Cherrytail and his brother hunting he felt free to take one.

Maybe he could hunt later, as an excuse for leaving the camp and telling the black kittypet what Echosong had said.

Patchfoot hadn't mentioned any training or hunting, so he supposed he was free to go out on his own today.

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When he reached the small woods, the she-cat was already waiting for him, lashing her tail expectantly.

As soon as he emerged from the bracken, she sprang up, greeting him with a warm purr.

"Hi! Did you find out anything?", she asked hopefully.

"Hello, Nameless.", Bouncepaw meowed,

"I asked Echosong, but she didn't know anything about kittypets joining StarClan.

She said that some of them may have their own warrior ancestors, but her mother, who was a kittypet, too, never told her anything about them.

She said they may be just a distant memory of StarClan.

After all, many of the kittypets in twolegplace are descendants of the ancient SkyClan."

Nameless seemed disappointed, but then her eyes lighted up.

"Am I a descendant of them, too?"

Bouncepaw hesitated.

The kittypet looked rather thin; there was no hint at the powerful haunches that were so significant for his Clan.

But he had seen her pads, which were hard and black.

"I'm not sure", he replied,

"They lived here a long time ago, and so their descendants can be spread very far."

Nameless nodded, and seemed to think about something.

After a while, she asked: "Can you teach me how to hunt?"

Bouncepaw froze.

"What?", he gasped, not trusting his ears,

"But you're a kittypet! Your twolegs feed you. And I have duties to my Clan, too!"

Nameless dropped her tail, disappointment filling her grey eyes.

"Oh. I see. Sorry, I won't waste your time any longer."

She turned away, slowly padding back to twolegplace.

Bouncwpaw hesitated.

He hadn't wanted to sound that harsh.

"Wait!", he called, cursing himself,

"Don't go! Maybe I can teach you the basic skills. But no one must se us. I don't think that Leafstar would be very pleased if I teach a foreign cat how to hunt our prey."

Nameless turned around, her tail waving happily.

"You'd really do that? Thank you, Bouncepaw! You have no idea what that means for me!"

Bouncepaw nodded slowly, surprised by the kittypet's enthusiastic.

"Okay", he meowed, thinking quickly, "Meet me tomorrow at the old barn at sunrise.

The Clan never hunts there, so they shouldn't detect us."

With that, he turned away, angry with himself.

What was he doing?

Why was he doing this?