I admit, this is completely the shortest chapter in the world, but I am planning something big that when added to this would make the longest chapter in the world. I chose to have the shortest.
Echopaw followed Whitewing as they returned to ThunderClan camp. The whole Clan had been quiet since Blackstar had made his comment. Echopaw sped up and fell in step with Whitewing.
"Its all my fault the other Clans are acting like this." She meowed. Whitewing shook her head.
"No. They can act how they choose to act. Until your wounds heal, you are part of this Clan, whether they like it or not." She replied. Echopaw nodded, trying not to show she wasn't convinced. She padded along with heavy paws that barely carried her weight, and she fell back to almost last in the stream of cats. The medicine cats fell behind as well, keeping behind her in case she stumbled. She looked up towards the trees marking ThunderClan territory. To her surprise, behind them, close to the WindClan border, the ground lifted to form a cliff overhanging the lake. It sloped over the river on the border, and in daytime its white-looking stone would be unnoticed above the heads of ThunderClan and RiverClan warriors. It went upward to create a hill that sloped until farther out of ThunderClan territory, where it went down again on all sides to a forest. Echopaw's heart jumped. The place showed promise, and the whole thing was oddly familiar.
