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"Get out of here you mangy feline!" growled the twoleg, chasing Silver out of the twoleg nest again. All she had wanted was food! It was leafbare! Silver looked at the forest again, she had thought more than once about going in but no one messed with the wildcats. But it was leafbare…..

"Silver!" her brother Frog interrupted her thoughts.

"What?" she asked, annoyed.

"Did you get any food?" he asked anxiously.

"No," she admitted sadly.

"Well do you have anymore 'likely places'?" he asked sarcastically.

"No," muttered Silver.

"Do you have any ideas?" growled Frog.

"We could go into the forest," suggested Silver.

"Silver! Are you fluff-brained?" asked Frog.

"No," Silver meowed.

"Why do you even want to go?" asked Frog.

"Look around Frog, there's barely any cats around, we can't even find food without competition!" Silver yowled.

"I suppose that makes sense…." considered Frog.

"Then let's go," encouraged Silver.

"Silver, I haven't agreed," Frog meowed.

"Well I'm going," Silver decided.

"Fine," Frog meowed. Silver ran into the forest, soon she found a mouse. She dropped into a hunting crouch she was seconds away from her first prey in three days. Then a brown tabby she-cat dropped in front of her and caught the mouse.

"Hey!" Frog called, "That was Silver's prey!"

"Silver?" asked the she-cat.

"I'm over here!" she meowed.

"Silver, I'm sorry but this is ThunderClan territory, you can't hunt here," the she-cat hissed.

"Flowerpaw, this is just a rogue, leave her!" a cat called.

"No wait! I want to join your clan!" she meowed, she wasn't letting an opportunity for food get away.

"Me too!" Frog called.

"I'll take you to the leader, he'll say no, but you do look thin," Flowerpaw meowed and beckoned them to follow her. The leader didn't want Silver and Frog in the clan, but he couldn't deny their help or their skills. It was there apprentice ceremony when Silver found the rest of the clan.

"Silver, from this moment on you will be known as Silverpaw, your mentor will be Sootface," Birchstar announced. A white tom with a dark gray splotch that covered his face stepped forward.

"You'll never be a warrior, rogue," he hissed when she touched her nose to his. Frog, or Frogpaw's mentor was a kind looking she-cat named Goldenpool. Silverpaw felt overcome with dismay when she looked at the glares from the other cats.

"Once a rogue, always a rogue," they muttered when she passed. They did the same to Frog, but he didn't seem bothered.

"You not an apprentice I can be proud of," growled Sootface leading her to the training clearing.

"Will you still train me?" asked Silverpaw.

"Because I have to, but we will train with claws unsheathed," he hissed. That training session was hard on Silverpaw. Sootface went out of his way to teach her difficult battle moves, and the apprentices training with her laughed, even Frogpaw.

"You're supposed to be helping me, you were a rogue too!" Silverpaw meowed afterward.

"Yeah, but when you look so pathetic it's hard not to, Sootface is right, you really are a total failure," Frogpaw laughed.

"Stop it!" Silverpaw growled.

"Why should I?" asked Frogpaw.

"Yeah why should he?" asked Flowerpaw.

"Because he's my brother!" hissed Silverpaw.

"So? By the way you failed training today, he'll make a much better warrior," sneered Flowerpaw.

"Yeah, my mentor likes me," bragged Frogpaw.

"That's because your mentor is nicer than Sootface!" meowed Silverpaw. He was so nice to me earlier! Thought Silverpaw sadly.

"So? Sootface demanded things I could have done!" boasted Frogpaw.

"What happened to you?" demanded Silverpaw. She stormed out of the den and ran into the forest. I should never have come here, she thought sadly. She kept running until she found herself in a silvery clearing. The trees were hovered over it, the moon shining den to make them a pale silvery-green. The small brook's clear waters were also shining silver. What do the medicine cats say, it's an omen? Well to Silverpaw it was an omen, the clearing was beautiful, and silver. Silverpaw sat by the brook peacefully, until she heard yells. She heard loud snarling from the camp, badgers. She could stay here, and wait out the danger, or she could help the cats who tortured her. I'll stay here! decided Silverpaw angrily, why did they deserve her help? Then she remembered Frog, not Frogpaw, the mean and arrogant bully. But her brother, Frog.

"How Silver, that was an amazing catch!" purred Frog as she showed him her first catch, grasshopper.

"Thanks," she purred.

"You're welcome! I can show you where to find a mouse tomorrow!" Silverpaw got to her paws, she needed to save that Frogpaw.

"I'm coming Frogpaw," she whispered. She ran out of the clearing and into complete chaos. There must have been five badgers, all fully grown. She saw Sootface lying dead under one's claws. To her surprise she wished he was alive.

"Silverpaw, you traitor where were you?" growled Birchstar.

"Running away, but I'm here now! I found I place we can be safe!" she called.

"I don't believe you," growled Birchstar.

"Fine rot at the claws of a badger I don't care!" growled Silverpaw. She had to find Frogpaw.

"Frogpaw!" she called.

"Silverpaw," he whispered angrily, "where were you?"

"That doesn't matter!" growled Silverpaw.

"Yes it does!" Frogpaw yowled, "you traitor!"

"I'm not a traitor!" Silverpaw yowled.

"Then help me fight this badger!" Frogpaw yowled. Silverpaw realized he had been fighting alone, she was about to join in when the badger sank his teeth into Frogpaw's neck. Frogpaw screeched and then was still.

"Frogpaw?" asked Silverpaw. He's dead, he can't be dead! thought Silverpaw. She ran away she didn't look back and then she stopped. I can't leave the rest of the clan to be eaten by badgers! thought Silverpaw yes you can, they tortured you… but they're still cats.

"Follow me!" yowled Silverpaw. She took one last look at Frogpaw and ran away, with half of ThunderClan in her wake.

"Why should we trust you?" growled Goldenpool.

"Yeah," yowled Flowerpaw.

"Then don't," meowed Silverpaw, she wasn't wasting her breath on these cats. She began to run, imagining Frogpaw by her side like the races they always ran.

"Where are you taking us?" growled Birchstar.

"You'll see!" Silverpaw meowed. Please let me find it! she thought desperately. The badgers romped afterward until they lost interest, one got a thorn in its paw and the others decided it wasn't worth it. Silverpaw blinked quickly, she was in the clearing.

"We're here," breathed the medicine cat, Yellowberry, "this place is an omen, Silverpaw belongs in ThunderClan, Silverpaw must have seen the omen before any of us if she could lead us here. Birchstar nodded, even he could see how much the silver brook specked with the blood of injured cats looked like Silverpaw's scratched pelt. The dull look of loss in her eyes told him she had come here for her brother, and he remembered seeing Frogpaw's body at the claws of a badger. Yet Silverpaw had still saved the rest of the clan.

"One of our apprentices, deserves her warrior name," he meowed at last, "she brought ThunderClan here even after we shunned her. Silverpaw, do you promise to follow the warrior code, even at the cost of your life?"

"I-I do," she meowed.

"Then by the powers of StarClan I give you your warrior name, Silverpaw from this moment on you will be known as Silverlove, for the feeling that made you come help your brother, and for the clearing that you lead us to," Birchstar finished.

"Silverlove! Silverlove!" the clan cheered. Silverlove smiled sadly, and stared up at the silvery trees in the clearing.

Did I just write something sort-of happy? (gasps), well at least this has a happier ending than most of the other chapters...