Tigerclaw woke up from his daydream with a start as Thistleclaw spoke to him.

"Tigerclaw, you vigil is over," he said formally. "You may go to sleep in the warrior's den." Dipping his had, he padded away.

Tigerclaw rose to his paws and padded slightly unsteadily to the den. He stepped around the patches of moss when Lionheart's voice spoke up.

"Hey Tigerclaw," he mewed sleepily. "You can sleep next to me."

Tigerclaw padded over to his voice and fell into the nest heavily. He put his head on his paws, mewing a "thanks" to Lionheart before falling asleep.

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A small black cat was sitting in front him it's back turned.

" Is that Nightstar," Tigerclaw wondered. "This isn't another dream of the death's I will…" "No." "I MIGHT commit."

Suddenly the cat turned. His face wasn't kind, like Tallstar, or beautiful like Bluefur's. His eyes were ice blue, piercing and cold. But his body was small and thin. Suddenly he leaped.

With a trill of fear, Tigerclaw saw that his claws were enforced with dog's teeth and CATS TEETH! His purple collar was also enforced with the same. Tigerclaw wanted to shriek and yell and run away, but he found out that his paws were stuck to the ground, and he couldn't move an inch. The cat's claws pierced his neck and he crashed to the floor. The pain was strong, and he felt the life drain out of him. All around him was the sound of laughter, Redtail, Graypool, Runningwind, all the others he had murdered. Only two cats had not joined. His mother and Bluefur herself. But in her eyes were no love, anger, nothing. Her eyes were hollow. They showed no expression. They were like holes. Leopardfoot was pressed against her, trying to comfort her. The laughter rang in his ears as he faded away.

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Tigerclaw woke up with a start. Pain upon pain filled him, and his eyes filled with tears. He had just realized something. There was nobody. Nobody in this world loved him. Featherwhisker was frightened of him and even Thistleclaw hated him. His own mentor! All except… Her. In times like these it would be nice to have a friend. He found her curled next to her brother in the clearing. When he called her she spoke a few words to Lionheart and padded over.

"Yes," she said hesitantly, obviously remembering the words he had spoken to her the last time he had met her.

"Would you like to share a piece of fresh-kill with me," he asked shyly.

Her eyes shone and she quickly agreed. Across the clearing Lionheart and Redtail were staring at them. Their mouths were opened in laughter.

Tigerclaw quickly glared and did a rude gesture with his tail. He had nothing to fear now he was a warrior. He lay down waiting for Goldenflower to come back with the fresh-kill. She appeared moments later with a huge rabbit. Purring, she sat next to him and they dug into the rabbit.

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Moonhigh

Bluefur looked at the sleeping form of Tigerclaw. His fur was mingled with Goldenflower's golden pelt, made silver by the moonlight. Despite the feelings churning in her stomach, she smiled. They were perfect together. But… She knew he liked her. But she feared him. Did he know her secret? She suspected that he knew but she wasn't sure. She closed her eyes and was falling into the blackness when he realized that she alone wasn't awake. The soft breathing of Thrushpelt was missing.

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Well, there it is. I don't know if anyone is enjoying this and suggestions are welcomed.

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