Whitepaw stared down at the sideways iPad, wondering if it's worth the time. Since she hadn't had any access to technology for half a moon, she either forgot about it or didn't get much of a reminder. Now was her chance to have small, reminded entertainment she would rarely have.

After glancing around to make sure no cat, or Twoleg, was watching, she pressed the button to the right of the white iPad. A blue light in the form of bubbles glowed from the screen, appearing to be the entering screen. An arrow pointing to the right with the words 'slide to unlock' floated at the bottom.

Wondering if it took animal paws, she tapped the screen and slid her paw across. The screen flickered black for one second before going to a home screen. Many apps were placed in rows in front of an abstract, rainbow background. Whitepaw knew she only had a limited time before something would catch her. So, instead of checking many of here favorite things on the internet, she browsed through the games.

Many she had seen before were shown: Flappy Bird, Angry Birds, Plants vs. Zombies, Slenderman, Geometry Dash, Magic Piano, and many, many others. One app caught her eye specifically. It was a creepy looking bear staring straight forward, as if it was looking right at Whitepaw.

I haven't seen something like this before. I guess it's a new horror game, she thought. She was fond of animals, which was one reason she wanted to then play it, but she liked some horror games as well (if she didn't quit within 10 seconds).

She clicked the game, making the screen have a static background and the same bear glitch on the right side. The title was shown, saying 'Five Nights at Freddy's'. The title encouraged the cat to go on since it sounded interesting. She pressed 'new game', even though another option said 'continue, night 3'.

The screen blacked out, and then reappeared to show a small office. On each side of her, there were two buttons, one red and the other white, and a door on each side as well. An arrow at the bottom pointed down, battery life was in the bottom left corner of the screen, and a clock in the upper right corner.

Fear began to creep inside of Whitepaw, but she continued. She slightly jumped at a ring of a telephone. Whitepaw waited for it to be answered, and calmed down a bit when the voice sounded friendly.

"Hello, hello? Uh, I wanted to record a message for you to help you get settled in on your first night. Um, I actually worked in that office before you. I'm finished up my last..." Whitepaw listened as she began to test all of the mechanics.

She looked around the room by swiping her paw back and forth. She clicked the buttons before finally clicked the one with the arrow. She felt her heart jump as she saw three robots. One was the bear she saw before, but more detail was shown, like a top hat and bow tie. A purple rabbit with a bow tie, too, was next to the bear. And finally, a yellow duck with a bib saying 'Let's Eat!' was on the other side of the bear.

A layout to the building her player was in was to the right of her screen. As she pressed certain areas to different cameras of the area, she heard the guy say, "Fazbear Entertainment is not responsible for damage to property or person. Upon discovering that damage or death has occurred, a missing person report will be filed within 90 days, or as soon property or premises..." Whitepaw kept listening, slightly frightened by the dark laws of the place.

After the guy said, "Blah, blah, blah, now that might sound bad, I know, but there's really nothing to worry about," Whitepaw commented outloud, "Nothing to worry about? Are you saying death has occurred in this building?"

She kept on looking around and eventually saw a purple and starred curtain with a sign 'Out of Order' in front of it. She pressed the arrow button at the bottom of the screen and listened to the phone guy.

"So, just be aware, the characters ten to wander a bit. Uh, they're left on some sort of free roaming mode..."

Whitepaw panicked and clicked the red buttons on each side. She did not want to be jump-scared.

"But then there was the bite of '87. Yeah. It's amazing that the human body can live without the frontal lobe, you know?" Whitepaw thought, Is he saying on of those things bit someone? Great StarClan...

The phone guy continued. "...probably won't recognize you as a person. They'll most likely see you as a metal endoskeleton without its costume on." It went on until it finally ended. "Uh, check those cameras, and remember to close the doors only if absolutely necessary. Gotta conserve power. Alright, good night."

It ended and Whitepaw began to open the doors. She looked at her power and saw it at 70% percent but it was at 12 p.m. Whitepaw looked at the cameras and flipped through the footage. The duck was gone, but she found it at a few party tables. Whitepaw flinched at the creepy stare it gave.

Whitepaw gave herself a mental scold. Why am I still playing this? It's going to give me nightmares! She kept going and found the bunny near the left side of the office. She closed the camera and closed the left door. She had seconds thoughts and turned the light switch on before considering opening the door. She heard a suspense sound affect, telling her that it was there.

She tapped the screen and eventually saw the curtain again, though this time it showed an animatronic fox peeking out. Whitepaw sighed, knowing there was now a fourth object to keep in mind now.

She went on with the game for a few more minutes, still alive, when a voice behind her in the real world nearly gave her a heart attack. "Whitepaw, what are you doing?"

Whitepaw literally jumped a few inches from the ground, turning around when she landed. Lionblaze was standing a few mouse-lengths from the iPad. Whitepaw's first motive was to pause the game instead of acknowledging the warrior. She went back to the game and searched for the pause button. Except, there wasn't.

She closed the doors on the game before backing away and answering Lionblaze. "What the heck was that for?" She said, freaked out. "You scared me out of my fur!"

Lionblaze stared at Whitepaw, and then the iPad. He looked at the object curiously, but didn't move to it. He stared back at Whitepaw, having both confusion and shock drift in his amber eyes. "What are you doing?"

"I was playing a game. I saw this laying around when a girl left it." She was oblivious about the reaction the tom gave.

Lionblaze's eyes widened, seeming to know Whitepaw meant 'Twoleg'. "You were around a Twoleg? And you were being involved with their things?"

Whitepaw's mind clicked, realizing she was doing something wrong. She tried to get out of trouble that might come to her. "I was too curious! I haven't had any access to any social media ever since I came here! I couldn't help myself." She realized her reason was too lame, and she waited for Lionblaze to scold at her.

"Do you have any idea how irresponsible this is? You were playing around instead warning the clan about this!" Slight anger edged his voice. "I know you are a Twoleg, but you can't go act like one! You could have been taken, or put the clan in danger if any of those. Twolegs tracked us. You said you appreciated this world."

"I do! But...but..." She didn't have anything to defend herself. She made a silly mistake to do something while the clan did their duties. She went off to have fun when her current position is an apprentice. She lowered her head slightly in shame. "I'm sorry. I made a bad decision. But," she lifted her head back up, and stared into Lionblaze's eyes. She mischievously said, "But I can't promise you I won't do it again."

"You have to, or else you'll be breaking the warrior code. As said, cats may not go off and become kittypets, thus betraying their clan. Same can go for Twolegs." He sighed, as though letting his anger drift away. "I'm sorry I was a harsh, but we can't have Twolegs lay around our territory."

Whitepaw understood, and stopped showing her shame. Lionblaze continued. "How did the Twoleg appear here?"

Whitepaw answered, "I don't know. I saw her, but she left after watching her. She might come back for her things."

"We should chase it off." Lionblaze declared. Whitepaw's eyes widened a bit in alarm.

"We're not going to hurt her, are we?" the white apprentice said, a bit concerned for the Twoleg, though not protesting yet.

Lionblaze thought for a moment. "Is she young?" Whitepaw nodded. Lionblaze said, "We might have to, if she acts stubborn."

Whitepaw sighed in relief. She hoped they wouldn't have to in the end, though.

Lionblaze stood there for a bit before speaking again. "In the mean time, I need you to retrieve your punishment. StarClan won't be helping you this time. We can-" He cut himself off, and stared up. Whatever he was looking at, it was behind Whitepaw. The she-cat turned around as well to see the girl looking at them.

The girl stared back, surprised to see the two. Lionblaze instantly unsheathed his claws and bared his teeth. Whitepaw unsheathed her own, but looked less harmful than Lionblaze.

Lionblaze, if you so happen to touch her, I'll tear your ears off!, Whitepaw threatened silently. She yowled at the girl, who began to pick the phone and iPad up, hoping to scare her. When the Twoleg gathered her things, she put her things down again and tempted to pet one of the cats.

Lionblaze hissed at her, but the girl didn't back away. Lionblaze looked over to Whitepaw, mouthing the words 'claw her?'. Whitepaw shook her head. She didn't want to hurt the girl at all, even if she had to. The two cats yowled and swiped at the girl a foot away. The girl stood where she was, looking as though she thought the cats had to calm down before she touched them.

Lionblaze looked to be seconds away from scratching the girl when Whitepaw drew a long caterwaul. The girl finally began to back away, a little frightened. She picked her things up again, backing up along the edge of the lake. She looked to be starting to turn around when she tripped over a rock. She fell onto her back, dropping her items.

Whitepaw stopped, but Lionblaze continued stalking forward. The young Twoleg began to sniffle, and then tears began to form in her eyes. Lionblaze stopped, and noticed Whitepaw wasn't following. He said, "Whitepaw, come on. We need it out of here."

Whitepaw ignored him. She began to feel bad for the Twoleg. She gazed at the young girl. Younger than I thought. She sighed, almost regretting her next decision. The apprentice padded past Lionblaze up to the Twoleg. The girl tried to get away, but Whitepaw kept walking. Whitepaw reached the girl's face and nuzzled her head against the Twoleg's. Lionblaze's tail dropped and his mouth hung open in astonishment.

Whitepaw purred, trying to calm the girl down. Lionblaze tried walking up to the two before getting rejected when Whitepaw hissed at him. Lionblaze stood where he was, and replied to the hiss. "Whitepaw, you're acting mouse-brained! We need it out of here, we can't have it here on ThunderClan territory!"

"We scared her too much. How about we just guide her back? She'll most likely follow us." Whitepaw knew she sounded exactly like a mouse-brain, but she couldn't just watch the girl being frightened out.

"Whitepaw, we are not going to guide a Twoleg back to their den. And where would we even go?" argued Lionblaze.

"Her parents can't be far. She might live near Smoky's barn, anyway. Let's just guide her there." Whitepaw hoped Lionblaze would accept. She needed this to be easy, or else another clan might see them, or another Twoleg, if they made more of a commotion than they already have.

Lionblaze thought about it for a long time. After a few minutes, he sighed heavily. "Fine. But I'm telling Bramblestar this was your idea."

Whitepaw nodded, agreeing. Whitepaw nudged the girl to get her up by gently pushing her with her paws. The Twoleg did get up, gathered her things, and stood there. Whitepaw figured this would happen. Whitepaw walked about two fox-lengths away, and then sat down. Lionblaze played along and did the same, sitting next to Whitepaw.

The Twoleg stood there, staring down at the cats curiously. Whitepaw stayed patient while Lionblaze looked to be struggling to stay still, since he didn't want to do this in the first place. The girl eventually started to slowly step one foot at a time toward the clan cats. After she was about a tail length away, Whitepaw got on all fours and padded away. She sat down again, waiting for the girl to follow.

Lionblaze did the same. The Twoleg followed less cautiously. Whitepaw then got up and ambled along the lake's edge. Lionblaze followed again. The Twoleg walked with them as the cats guided her across WindClan territory, within the walk area.

Lionblaze caught up with Whitepaw, looking slightly surprised, but still had annoyance in his voice. "Why are we still doing this? It could have found her own way back."

"She's a little girl, and her parents should have been with her. I thought you were kind enough to know that." Whitepaw said.

Lionblaze flicked his tail back and forth. "I don't want more Twolegs to gather around clan territory. When we lead 'her' back, she could follow us again, bringing others alongside her." he added, "Besides, I needed to follow you to make sure you are fine and that she is returned to her den."

Whitepaw was about to speak before Lionblaze spoke again. "I was looking out for the clan. This would have been easier if you hadn't of gone and did what you did."

Whitepaw figured he meant 'playing Five Nights at Freddy's'. "I couldn't help it! It's not my fault I got addicted to certain items."

"Then who's is it?"

Whitepaw thought for a moment. "I could say my parents, since they allowed it, but that wouldn't be true per se. Twolegs often get addicted to phones, tablets, and music related things."

Lionblaze shook his head. He didn't say anything else and continued on. The two cats, and Twoleg, reached the Twoleg barn; Whitepaw noticed they had passed WindClan into RiverClan territory. The cats stopped at a wooden fence as the Twoleg passed them to a house. The girl walked further to the house, and the door to it suddenly opened. A woman popped out and ran to the girl.

The woman, Whitepaw assuming her to be the mother, started to talk to the girl. Whitepaw was too far away to hear what they were saying, but then remembered she wouldn't understand them anyway. She flicked Lionblaze, signaling they could leave. The two cats did.

They bounded passed the WindClan borders, across WindClan boundaries, and onto ThunderClan territory. As Lionblaze and Whitepaw walked through the forest, Lionblaze asked a question.

"What were you doing? Before I asked why you were around a Twoleg's things, you were staring at the flat thing, and tapping it with your paw. You seemed memorized by it. How so?" The tom gazed at Whitepaw for an answer.

Whitepaw immediately explained. "Well, most Twoleg's get so into a game, it feels like their inside it. And I'm talking about games that were like that, on a screen." She continued. "Anyway, I was playing something called 'Five Nights at Freddy's'."

"Who's 'Freddy'?"

"I'm not sure, but I think it was the bear." She paused, having a new thought come to her. "Are you okay if I tell you this? It's a horror game, and I don't want you to have nightmares if I tell you."

"Are you kidding? I'm a warrior, I'm the best fighter in the clan! I'm not going to be scared of some game!"

Whitepaw shook her head. "No, I'm talking about fears, for example, fears of something, how do I say this, visually scary. It's not emotional, it's not deep, it's something that gives you temporary nightmares or fears about something you think is visually scary."

"Like yours with spiders." Whitepaw nodded. Lionblaze seemed intrigued by what she was saying. "But, why would you play a game that does that?"

"Maybe it's because I like backstories? A good backstory is always interesting, and scary things have the best ones." She began to explain the game. "Okay, so Five Nights at Freddy's seems to be a game where you are a night guard. You stay in one area and you have this device to let you see where these creatures are. They're called animatronics, which are robotic, or fake, animals, in this case. They are the enemies, and they are trying to kill you by shoving you inside something because they see you as a robotic inside piece.

"You check the device so a rabbit, Freddy, a duck, and a fox doesn't come after you and get you. I don't know what happens if you die, but I'm sure you would be jump-scared."

Lionblaze's eyes widened with much shock. "You can die?"

Whitepaw realized he didn't understand the metaphor. "No, no, no. I'm saying you can die in the game, not in real life! If you could die in real life from a techonological game, the games wouldn't exist" she added just in case. "A jump-scare is when something out of no where frightens you, making you jump, and I don't know how to explain technology much."

Lionblaze calmed down. "Okay. Oh, were back at camp." He pointed his tail ahead

Whitepaw stared up ahead. The camp was a few tail-lengths from them, the thorn barrier visible. Lionblaze and Whitepaw reached the barrier and passed through it.

Before Whitepaw went away, she said to the golden warrior, "So, bye."

"Wait. We still have to report this to Bramblestar. Follow me." instructed Lionblaze. Whitepaw had forgotten they had to do when they started to talk about the game. She reluctantly follow the warrior to the leader's den.

When they reached the mound of rocks up to the den, Lionblaze halted Whitepaw as he continued on. He climbed the rocks to the cave, entering afterwards. After a few minutes of waiting and listening to muffled meowing, Lionblaze exited the den down the rocks, and right after him came out Bramblestar, who was peeking from his den down at Whitepaw.

Bramblestar gestured Whitepaw to come in when he turned around and flicked his tail. Whitepaw did as suggested, feeling nervous of what she'll be ordered to do as a punishment. She climbed the rocks and into the den, seeing Bramblestar sitting near his nest.

Whitepaw waited to be punished as Bramblestar spoke. "I am not entirely mad at you, but you needed to warn the clan instead of being distracted by the Twoleg's things. Though you did lead the Twoleg back, correct?" Whitepaw nodded, feeling a ton of relief. Bramblestar went on. "I'll think about this further, since the Twoleg had unexpectedly come this far here. You may or may not be in trouble, since you did more good than bad. But remember: you cannot go off and have some sort of 'fun' while the clan is at work, let alone not warning the clan about something important, like this, first. Is that clear?"

Whiteoaw answered, relieved to have been given a punishment, yet. "I promise I will, if needed, warn the clan about any danger rather than get distracted. And I won't go off into the forest all the time." I hope I remember that.

Whitepaw waited to be excused, but Bramblestar unexpectedly asked, "How did you even find the Twoleg?"

"I was just wandering around the forest."

"That's all? You didn't pick up a scent?"

"No. I'm not in the habit of using sound or smell much yet for finding things."

Bramblestar stared at her, as if she was supposed to be used to it by day one. "Of course, but you need your new senses if you are going to survive here. Better step up your training. That is all I wanted to discuss."

Whitepaw dipped her head, and then exited the den down the rock hill. Immediately afterwards, Cinderheart came over to her.

"I was a bit worried about you." The gray she-cat said, concern in her voice.

"Okay...but you don't need to be worried for me. I'm going to hunt now." said Whitepaw, abruptly. She felt odd around the warrior now, as if she was the Twoleg here. She executed her sudden plan right after she left the cat.

Whitepaw once again exited the thorn barrier, but was being tailed by Blossomfall. The dappled cat caught up with the apprentice.

"Hey, I thought we could chat over fresh-kill."

Whitepaw had a bit of annoyance in her voice. "May I be alone? Again?"

This time, Blossomfall looked hurt. She stopped, making Whitepaw stop. Whitepaw felt guilt, feling as though she made a mistake. "No, I didn't mean it like that-"

"No, it's okay. I just thought I could comfort you. But that's fine if you want to be alone." The she-cat turned around and left the area, Whitepaw losing sight of her in the changing forest.

Whitepaw sighed. She'd figure out what was up with the warrior later. Whitepaw padded along the forest, aimlessly walking around. She noticed the forest around her, which was now a mixture of orange, red, and yellow ontop of the greenery. The sky had a few dark clouds under the blue screen.

Whitepaw looked up after a while of walking. She found herself at the catmint supply. Curious, she went over to the patch of stalks and looked around. Tiny green stems peeked out of the soil, some of them with leaves. Whitepaw didn't touch them, afraid she might break one of them. She didn't pick them either; she would have wanted to be instructed by a medicine cat to do that.

Whitepaw continued on from her detour, and began to think about the game she was playing. Five Nights at Freddy's. It was an odd title, yet it was still a horror game, something meant for surprises. A real surprise was hearing something called the 'Bite of '87'.

Her mind switched back to Blossomfall and her obvious sadness. Whitepaw wouldn't do anything about that unless the subject was brought up by the warrior.

Lastly, she thought about why Bramblestar let her off so easily. She got distracted instead of rushing off to the clan and tell them! She was lucky that Lionblaze found her, or else she would have forgotten that a Twoleg on ThunderClan border was bad.

Speaking of bad things, when will the clans go back to normal? She may be self-absorbed, but she at least paid attention to the clan. When she wasn't off on her own in the forest, she noticed that things in camp had been a bit tense.

Jayfeather seems to be more rushed than a medicine was supposed to, like he's worried about something. Whitepaw knew he was treating the clans wounds, but he shouldn't be that worried. Maybe he lost his power, due to the evidence from wikis. Dovewing's Silence description said that Dovewing lost her power, so that could mean the rest could have too.

Whitepaw shook the 'power' thought from her head and moved on to the rest of the clan. The dens are nearly repaired, since they had a moon to do so, yet the warriors den is still too small for all of the warriors.

Whitepaw deeply sighed after reminding herself the clan's doings. Everything will be fine, she thought, sooner or later the clans will go back to the way they are. But Bramblestar's Storm will be in the way in about five moons, even if I don't know what will happen. I will get used to the clans, and the outside. StarClan can help us by watching over us. Everything will be fine.

Well, this chapter was a lot smoother. As yes, I had to put Five Nights at Freddy's in here. At least Whitepaw didn't get jump-scared.

So...yeah. I think something interesting will happen in the next few chapters. I have plans for the October in this world...:D

I have decided it would be easier to make the six moons my version of what happened ever since I read Dovewing's Silence a few days ago. But I'll add events that were written in said book and Bramblestar's Storm.

Well, see you later!