Back… Sorry this took me so long to get out… I got lazy. Oh well, here it is now hope you enjoy the chapter.

DappledLeaf: Sure I'll add them sometime in the future. Probably within the next few chapters (whenever I get around to writing them)

Chapter Three

Silverpaw felt a warm breeze flow through her sleek, silver fur as she padded around the clearing. She stopped and looked around, wondering where she was, as she'd never been to this part of the forest before, at least, she didn't think she had.

Silverpaw spotted a butterfly floating around across the clearing and she dropped into a hunting crouch. She slowly stalked her way closer and closer and closer yet. Waiting, waiting for that perfect time to strike, the time that seemed to slow down and signal her.

Then she saw her opening. She jumped nimbly at the butterfly and mewed angrily as she missed it. Followed by a mew of surprise as she landed into a fresh, and cold, pool caused by rain. She waded out of the pool and shook her pelt, trying to get as much water out of it as possible.

Silverpaw looked at her pelt in disgust, she circled and settled to groom herself. A few heartbeats later she got back up, once again trying to figure out where she was before she got distracted.

This doesn't look like Thunderclan territory, Silverpaw thought to herself, as a matter of fact, this doesn't look like any territories that I know of. This could be a dream… yet… it doesn't feel like one. She poked herself with a claw just to make sure and nodded when she felt some pain. Hmm... definitely not a dream, maybe a vision. A waking vision.

"Silverpaw…" A voice whispered in her years. "This way..."

Silverpaw padded through the trees in the direction of the voice. Wondering where and what it was coming from. As she got closer to the voice the trees changed around her, before more… shadowy… not dead like the dark forest but… darker.

As Silverpaw passed through some bushes in front of her she froze as she Dead bodies in the middle of the clearing and some amber eyes staring at her, and to her surprise they belonged to a shadow in the form of the cat. Beware the amber eyed shadow… beware… avenge us.

Silverpaw felt tears come to her eyes and her legs started to shake as she started to slowly backed away from the clearing, and the shadow cat... Avenge us Silverpaw! Avenge us! Blood slowly started to pour from the sky soaking her fur and turning it a crimson red. She turned around and started to run away from the clearing crying, crying and scared for more than just her life. Avenge us!

"Leave me alone!" Silverpaw wailed, tears flowing from her eyes. Her legs gave out from underneath her and she collapsed onto some ferns, "I don't wanna hurt anyone!"

"SILVERPAW!" Silverpaw jumped up, tears still flowing from her eyes. She was greeted by the amber eyed shadow from her dream and she unsheathed her claws.

She saw him pad towards her and she braced herself, "Silverpaw calm down! It's just me!" Silverpaw came to her senses as she recognized the voice as Shadowpaw's and she sheathed her claws. Wiping her tears on her front paw.

"Silverpaw what's wrong?" Shadowpaw asked, Silverpaw could recognize the concern in his voice and she looked up from her paw and into his eyes, which were full of worry and pity.

"Nothing." She murmured as she padded out of the den brushing past him as she went. "Well, Silverpaw we're on morning border patrol so get ready!" He called out behind her and she flicked her tail to show him that she heard.

Time to go get my medicine, Silverpaw thought, here comes my favorite time of day. She arrived at the den and passed through the entrance. She saw Fernleaf next to the pool sorting her herbs for the day. Fernleaf looked up from what she was doing and gave her a smile,

"Your herbs are over by my herb storage." Fernleaf said, nodding to the crack in the wall. Silverpaw mewed her gratitude and went to get her leaves. She licked them up and swallowed, giving a little shudder as they passed down her throat.

"I'll never get used to these things." Silverpaw whispered to herself. She left the medicine cat den with a nod to Fernleaf and joined the rest of the morning patrol over by the entrance of the camp.

"So what border are we patrolling today?" Silverpaw asked as she approached the group. The patrol consisted of Fangstrike, Redclaw, Shadowpaw, and herself. Redclaw stopped talking to Fangstrike and looked at her.

"We're patrolling the rouge border today," Redclaw answered while Silverpaw tilted her head in confusion, "some patrols found some rogue scent over by that border yesterday, and we're assigned to make sure that no cat has crossed it and to send them right back over if they did."

Silverpaw nodded to show that she understood and noticed that Shadowpaw was staring at her. He looked away as soon as he noticed that she found him out and shuffled his paws.

Shadowpaw moved himself till he was beside her, "so," he mewed "do you think we're going to find anything."

Silverpaw shrugged her shoulders, "I don't think so," she answered, "even if we did it wouldn't take much to send them back over the border… I highly doubt they could do any real damage to any of us."

"Your right." Shadowpaw agreed, moving away from her. For whatever reason he looked happy, but she shrugged it off.

"Alright clan, time to go," Redclaw said to the rest of the patrol, "remember if we do find something make sure that we are together before you engage them, and yes there are multiple cats. We found about three different scents."

Redclaw took off into the forest and the rest of the patrol followed. Shadowpaw was behind him, Silverpaw and Fangstrike behind Shadowpaw to make sure that they didn't get ambushed. Rogues lately have been aggressive, but they never really hurt a clan warrior to the extent of death, at least in Thunderclan.

They arrived at the rogue border in no time, barely stopping to rest. Shadowpaw slowed down till he was right next to her. She flicked her tail in annoyance wondering why he was always trying to talk to her. Why not talk to the other cats on this patrol? Silverpaw thought.

"So Silverpaw, I heard your story, at least, what you told Rosepaw." Silverpaw said, looking at her in the eyes, "she told me what happened to you a few moons ago, and if you ever want to talk about it or you need to be comforted just come to me… I understand how it feels to lose someone important to you..." The last part came out a whisper and Silverpaw had to strain herself to hear what he said.

"Wha-" Shadowpaw took off and settled beside Redclaw who looking at him confusion. Silverpaw stomped her paws in annoyance. That cat is so infuriating! She huffed and started marking the borders. I wonder what he meant by I understand how it feels to lose someone important to you… Who did he lose…

Silverpaw shrugged it off and decided if he wanted not to tell her than so be it, see if she cared. She didn't care right? She thought she didn't. She shook her head to get rid of those thoughts. No of course she didn't care, after all she was pretty sure Shadowpaw killed her father and mother. She stomped her paws angrily. Why can't anyone else be at least a little bit suspicious or something, like seriously. He just waltzed right in and asked to join and no one really thought anything about him being a spy. His little sob story really convinced most of the clan, she realized.

Silverpaw snorted. I highly doubt it was even true to begin with. She looked up at Shadowpaw and he smiled at her. She quickly turned her head and once again felt annoyed by the amber eyed tom. I can't believe Rosepaw even likes him. She remembered the night before when all Rosepaw did was talk about him. Oh he's so kind, and handsome, and kind, and did I mention kind?

Silverpaw had to admit Shadowpaw was little bit handsome, but more suspicious than anything. She broke out of her thoughts when a strange scent crossed her nose.

"Redclaw! I think you should check this out." She called, following the scent. She heard a branch break and she turned around only to be surprised by a cat pinning her down.

"Yell and your dead." The tom whispered. Silverpaw gulped in fear and obeyed, "good she-cat, your coming with us. For whatever reason our leader wants to see you, and she hasn't really been in the best mood since he left."

Since who left. She wondered. She didn't get to think about that thought long before she heard Redclaw's battle cry and the cat on top of her was knocked off.

"Are you ok Silverpaw?" He asked sniffing her pelt. She nodded and looked past him watching Shadowpaw fight off the attacker with moves she never even seen before. The strange tom seemed confused for a second before recovering and he started to fight back, even managing to claw Shadowpaw over the shoulder, drawing blood.

"Stay here Silverpaw," Redclaw ordered as he went off to help Shadowpaw, "The rest of the patrol should be here in no time, I hope they didn't encounter anyone."

Silverpaw's legs wobbled as she sat down and tried to calm her racing heart because of her near death experience… again… you never truly get used to it do you? She wondered. She watched Shadowpaw fight and noticed another cat trying to sneak up behind him.

"Shadowpaw watch out! Behind you!" She yelled trying to get to second cat before it could attack him. She yelped as she felt something heavy land on her. She felt claws open the scars along her back and she felt tears come to her eyes. Her attacker flipped her over and started to claw her stomach

I can't die here! I still have much to do! Silverpaw kicked her back paws out trying to fling the attacker back, but the she-cat held on tight. I'm going to die here! She struggled some more and saw the she-cat raise her claws for the killing blow. I'm sorry Rosepaw, but I guess you're going to be the only one left in our family now. She closed her eyes and waiting for the blow to come, but it never did.

Silverpaw opened her eyes and saw Redclaw and Fangstrike chasing the other cats away, but she saw something that nearly made her heart stop. Shadowpaw was on the ground with blood coming out of his neck. He… he took the blow for me. She stared at him in shock, but why would he do such a thing for me. She clawed her way over to him and took a closer look at his wound.

"Someone get help!" Silverpaw yelled holding her paws over the wound trying to stop the bleeding.

"Ha…" She shifted her gaze from his wound to Shadowpaw's face, noticing him smiling at her, "I guess I get to save your life again..." He coughed up some blood, some of it getting on her silvery fur staining it crimson, and he continued. "I really like living in a clan you know… everyone helps… each… other..." His eyes closed and his breathing slowed.

Silverpaw heard some cat approaching them and looked up to see Redclaw staring at Shadowpaw's form on the forest floor, with blood coming out of the wound on his neck.

"We have to get him back to camp, fast." Redclaw said, concern for his fellow clanmate could be heard in his voice, Redclaw looked over his shoulder and opened his mouth, "Fangstrike!"

Silverpaw saw Fangstrike's dark red fur push through the bushes and he skidded to a stop as he stared at Shadowpaw's body in shock.

"Fangstrike, we need to get him back to camp. We both probably should carry him to make sure that his wound doesn't get worse," Redclaw turned his head to look at Silverpaw, "you need to go find something to slow down the bleeding, preferably cobwebs."

Silverpaw nodded and stood up, ignoring the burning pain on her stomach and back. She noticed some cobwebs hung on a tree that a spider had made, probably thinking that it would be the most perfect spot to live a nice and quiet life. Sorry little spider, but we need that more than you do. She ran up to it and grabbed as much as she could, not caring how she looked.

Silverpaw ran back to the group and applied the webs to Shadowpaw's wound, trying to be as careful not to make it worse, after all, she was no medicine cat. She nodded to Redclaw and Fangstrike when she was done and they set off. They went the same way they came, but the trip back was longer than the trip there, they had to avoid many different obstacles that would harm Shadowpaw more.

Silverpaw just stared into nothingness not paying attention to where she was going, just barely consciously following Redclaw and Fangstrike. There were a few occasions where she ran into or tripped over something. She felt cold, and a little bit guilty. Why did he do that for me? He barely even knows me, yet he took that blow, and i'm not even sure he'll survive it.

Silverpaw broke out of her trance when they arrived back at camp. Cats crowded all around them as they asked mountains of questions, but she barely heard what they were saying, their voices drowned out as she just stared at Shadowpaw, wondering whether or not he'd make it, and if he didn't… she would be responsible for one more death…

So that took way longer than it should've. As a matter of fact i've had this done for a long time, just never got around to uploading it. For some reason I didn't like this chapter and told myself I would change it, not sure why, I just never got around to it. Now that I reread it I don't mind uploading it. Guess I'm just lazy.