Hey guys! I'm such a terrible person... :,) I'm very very very sorry for not updating in so long! I had severe writer's block and had almost given up on this story... XD thank you so so so so much to Lynxstorm of Islandclan for following and favoriting this story! I'm going to try to make this one as long as I can but it's kind of a filler chapter.

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Stoneclaw blinked in the seemingly harsh light, his head pounding as if it was being repeatedly slammed into a rock. Starclan, I have really bad luck. This was, what, his third time being knocked out?

Stoneclaw surveyed his surroundings, recognizing immediately where he was. Thunderclan. The medicine den, to be exact. Stoneclaw was in the medicine den of his birth clan. As a prisoner. Stoneclaw didn't know what he had done to receive such harsh judgement but he was here anyway. He hopes he would find a way to prove himself innocent and rejoin the clan.

That would be easy if it weren't for his looks.

Stoneclaw staggered to the back of the medicine den where a small pool of water fed by a tiny stream was located. Peering into the water, his heart sank. He was still a monster.

"I see you're awake."

Stoneclaw flinched from the sudden noise and turned around, hiding his face as best as he could . The Thunderclan medicine apprentice, Frostpaw, stood before him.

"Don't worry, I've already seen your face, you don't need to hide it from me," the pure white apprentice mewed, voice as cold as her namesake. Though her voice was cold, her eyes held a hidden fire that made Stoneclaw shiver. He felt that this flame somehow had something to do with him.

Stoneclaw growled, tying to scare the apprentice away. Alas, the blue-eyed she cat was not easily spooked. Instead she asked, "what happened to your face anyway?"

Stoneclaw simply grumbled incoherent words under his breath and flopped into his side, facing away from her, as if he was going to sleep. Frostpaw sighed, shuffling over to the herb storage, leaving Stoneclaw to his thoughts. Eventually, Stoneclaw drifted to sleep.


"Wake up!"

Stoneclaw was brutally awakened with a yowl in his ear. What in the Dark Forest possessed them to do that?

"Get up you ugly bag of bones, Your trial is starting."

Stoneclaw looked up into the smirking face of -great Starclan even his name is horrible- Antpelt.

Antpelt had been Stoneclaw's apprentice and, let's just say, they never really forged that mentor-apprentice bond. In fact, they both hated each other, to put it lightly.

Antpelt shoved the much bigger Stoneclaw to his feet. Stoneclaw hadn't eaten any prey in a while so he was weak and easy to push around; even the wimpy Antpelt could handle it.

Emerging into the strong daylight of the afternoon, Stoneclaw staggered to the Great Rock (no thanks to Antpelt). There, Shardstar awaited him. Shardstar's frosty blue eyes reminded Stoneclaw that this was Frostpaw's mother. The reason Shardstar was named "Shard" was because she had a white pelt with dark grey zig-zagging stripes on them, like shards of Two-leg glass.

Shardstar sat at the top of the large boulder, her tail flicking calmly behind her, eyes betraying nothing.

"Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather beneath Great Rock for a clan meeting," she called. Though she had a fairly quiet voice, it seemed to carry across the camp with authority. Most of the cats were already gathered but the few stragglers came to the stone.

Stoneclaw was brought to the foot of the giant rock and shoved to the ground. Antpelt stood solemnly beside him.

"This cat," Shardstar started with a disgusted look on her face, "was once a part of Thunderclan. He abandoned his clan, returned days later, and attacked an apprentice. My son, to be exact."

Stoneclaw picked Mousepaw out of the crowd, seated next to his littermate, Frostpaw.

Frostpaw sent a silent, scorching glare at Stoneclaw. He quickly averted his eyes, instead deciding to gaze at Shardstar. Shardstar glanced down at him, opening her mouth again.

"I also believe that Stoneclaw is related to the death of Honeykit," she meowed with a sympathetic glance at Littlefish. Littlefish's head bowed, the queen suddenly mournful at the mention of her lost kit.

"Stoneclaw, you are hearby sentenced to exile. Leave my clan now with your life in tact. If my warriors find you on Thunderclan territory, they have permission to kill you. Now, leave, Antpelt will escort you to the border," Shardstar meowed, her eyes hard, merciless.

Stoneclaw, shocked, sat in his place at the bottom of the boulder, unmoving. Antpelt snarled and prodded him roughly with his unsheathed claws.

"You heard her, move!" Antpelt growled.

Stoneclaw stood and uttered three simple words, "I'll be back." Then turned and padded slowly to the entrance. Exiled from his home, his birth clan, his family. Gone.


A\N: So! How was it? As I said, kind of a filler chapter but I had to tell ya what happened to Stoneclaw right? Oh well. Please don't unfollow or unfavorite this story XD. Stick around for a bit longer and it will get more exciting, I promise!

QOTD~ What is your favorite warriors fan fiction? I'm running out of good ones to read so I need some suggestions!