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FOR THE LAST TIME I AM NOT KILLING BLOSSOMFUR! NOTHING IS GOING TO GO WRONG WITH BLOSSOMFUR OR HER KITS! STOP SAYING THOSE THINGS! YOU DON'T HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT HER AND THE KITS!

Shatteredsoul opened her eyes, smiling at the sun that filtered in through the brambles. She loved the night before. It was most likely the best one she had had since she joined ShadowClan.

All she did was play with Tigerstripe. She play fighted! She hadn't done that since she was a kit!

She stood up and stretched in her nest, enjoying the feel of her sore muscles. They hadn't been sore since she started her apprentice training. She smiled, and moved over into the sun that leaked into her den. Her gray fur shone dully in the poor light that came into the den. She went to the corner with the most sun, and started to bathe in it.

"Shatteredsoul!" Russetstar's yowl filled her den. She looked to the entrance to see the russet colored she-cat.

"Yes?" she yawned.

"Your scent is all over the clearing? Why is that?" she snarled. Shatteredsoul rolled her eyes, annoyed.

"I don't know. Maybe it's because I've lived here for the last five seasons, and I basically spent my days running around it doing apprentice duties? But of course you must have considered that. So I must have gone out there, being stupid and putting my scent out there. Just to annoy you." Shatteredsoul mewed, in a dead serious tone.

This seemed to have caught Russetstar off guard. She squinted her eyes toward the gray she-cat, and turned around. She walked out of the den without another word.

Shatteredsoul curled in a ball in the radiant glow of the sun. She smiled, but then she heard paw steps again. She opened one eye to see a cream colored she-cat with a toad in her mouth.

"Dawnfoot," she sighed, standing up and stretching. "Is that my meal for the day?"

"Yeah," she mewed. Her tone wasn't cruel though, strangely. She set the piece of prey in the middle of the den. She sat down, and curled her tail over her paws as she always did.

"What?" Shatteredsoul asked, eyeing her Clanmate suspiciously.

"Oh, nothing..." she mewed, her voice trailing away in though.

"There's something, or else you'd be being mean to me and no longer here." Shatteredsoul pointed out.

"Oh, I guess I would." she mewed, looking at her paws. Shatteredsoul looked to the she-cats damaged paws. During the battle seasons ago she had gotten wounds all over the top of her front paws. It had taken moons for them to fully heal, and there were ugly scars seared across the surface. Shatteredsoul knew that Dawnfoot hated her warrior name. It was a constant reminder of her paws. Whenever she could, she tried to hide them, just so she'd feel normal.

"Okay, why are you staying in my den? Didn't Russetstar ban all cats from seeing me unless they brought my food."

"Oh, no. That was just Tigerstripe." Dawnfoot sighed, she was thinking of something.

"Okay, what is it!? You hate me! Remember?!"

"I guess I do." she sighed once again. She seemed so out of it, she didn't seem like she was in the den. But somewhere lost in her mind. "I'll go know." she mewed at last, and absently walked out of the den.

Moonlight bathed Shatteredsoul so that her gray fur shone a ghostly silver. She looked around, trying to figure out where she was. Four giant oaks marked the ends of the clearing, and a large boulder sat to one side. She looked over the gray rock, ancient scrapes from claws dug in deep. "Where am I?" she whispered to herself.

"Fourtrees." a familiar voice came. Shatteredsoul looked to the top, and there sat a gray she-cat with darker flecks. Her fur shone with stars and glowed a pale white.

"Swirlpool!" Shatteredsoul purred, looking at her sister. They were now both full grown. No longer was her sister bigger than her, not like the last time she saw her. "Why am I here?"

"Because, I wanted to see you while some other cats went to talk with Russetstar. They aren't to happy with her let us say." she snarled. Shatteredsoul blinked in surprise, she'd never heard her sister angry. Not since she asked who she was talking to seasons ago...

"But, I-" she started, but she didn't know how to finish.

"Look, we knew that Blackstar didn't have much longer, and we weren't happy when he named you Shatteredsoul, but we let it pass, hoping that Russetstar would give you a new name. But Russetstar has just been making us more and more upset. Some cats are going to try and change her mind." she explained.

"Swirlpool, it's okay-"

"No!" she yowled. "You don't understand! This is part of something much bigger! Bigger than you could imagine! And if Russetstar keeps this up! Nothing good will come of it. Do you understand?"

"I, I think so." Shatteredsoul muttered.

"No! You don't. You only know the slightest bit of information." she sighed, the anger starting to edge from her voice. "I was so upset, when she named that... And she's..."

"Swirlpool? What are you doing?" a new voice mewed. It was smooth and calm. Shatteredsoul knew that she had never heard it before. She looked up, on the boulder sat a blue-gray she-cat. Her eyes were a deep mesmerizing icy blue, and there was a tinge of silver over her muzzle.

"I just wanted to see her." Swirlpool stuttered.

"Did you get permission from any of the older cats?"

"No, but Spottedleaf doesn't get it that often. And she usually goes to talk to Leafpool whenever she wants."

"That may be true, but Spottedleaf is to stubborn to even ask."

"And maybe I am too." Swirlpool smiled.

"Come on back."

"No! Not until Russetstar is nicer to her. You know they're trying. But she won't listen. Wingpaw should at least see me! I'm the only family she can!" Shatteredsoul flinched at the sound of her old name.

The strange she-cat looked at her. "You don't like hearing your old name?"

"It's unusual." Shatteredsoul mewed. "In ShadowClan, saying my name means punishment."

"That doesn't stop Tigerstripe." the she-cat mewed.

"He's different." she smiled hearing the sound of her best friend's name.

"We know. My name is Bluestar by the way." she blinked. Then looked back to Swirlpool. "Come along Swirlpool, it's time to go."

"But Bluestar-"

"Swirlpool, come along." Bluestar mewed sternly. Her ice blue eyes became stone cold. Swirlpool squinted into them, and then looked to Shatteredsoul, sadness pierced her eyes.

"Good-bye Wingpaw. Good-bye."