Hey, guys! I'm back! When did I update? Oh, yesterday. Good. Thank you to loyal reviewers: BrambleclawxSqurrelflight, Avatar-State craziness, Maplefrost, Queen Of The Pens, xxxDREAMHEARTxxx, and Kstar101! Here's the REAL chapter TEN:

The REAL Chapter Ten

On the way backfrom WindClan's former hunting grounds, the large battle patrol sometimes stopped to hunt. Newpaw just wanted to get home, to treat her wounds, and sleep for the longest time. She couldn't even hunt; she was too busy carrying Squirrelpaw's body. Foxfur had asked many times to carry it for her, but Newpaw had determinedly said no each time.

"Newpaw, give me Squirrelpaw's body, please. I'm so very sorry she died." Foxfur tried again.

Angrily she shook her head and continued on padding to Fourtrees, straining her head up to make sure her sister didn't touch the ground. Squirrelpaw deserved better than that. She hadn't deserved to die.

Littlepaw brushed against her, and she gave him a grateful glance as best she could with Squirrelpaw's body hanging in front of her.

Strangely, she thought of Squirrelpaw's words: Driving out WindClan isn't right, and you know it.That wasn't the only thing that wasn't right, thought Newpaw. For some reason, her conversation with the WindClan apprentice popped in her mind.

"You're just a kit."

"Well, you're just an apprentice. So I guess we're well matched."

"No, we're not. You're a kit. You're too small to fight. You're-"

"I may be a kit, but I'm still tougher than you!"

Was he saying that kits didn't get apprenticed until later than six moons? But that had been what she had been taught in ShadowClan; kits were apprenticed as soon as they were weaned. There were so many apprentices before the battle: not only Newpaw and her siblings but also Blossompaw, Reedpaw, Marshypaw, Darkpaw, Streampaw, Mudpaw, Grasspaw, and Sunpaw. Now about half of them were still alive: Blossompaw, Darkpaw, Streampaw, and Marshypaw.

Newpaw wondered if Brokenstar would apprentice more kits soon. Only six were left out of twelve.

"Hey," a soft mew said from her other side. Darkpaw padded next to her, his dark blue eyes looking at her strangely. "I'm sorry about Squirrelpaw."

Newpaw couldn't reply, and impatiently Foxfur took Squirrelpaw from her, her green eyes blazing. Newpaw whipped around. "I want to carry her!"

Foxfur shook her head. "You talk with Darkpaw. I'll let Marshpelt carry her." She said around a mouthful of fur, then padded to Marshpelt.

Newpaw glared after her.

"Really, Newpaw." mewed Darkpaw. "I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry too. I'm sorry that Sunpaw died." Sunpaw had been Darkpaw's absolute best friend; every apprentice would tease that they would be mates when they were warriors, and Darkpaw wouldn't mind. He'd play along, because that was just what he was planning. "And Mudpaw." Mudpaw had been his brother.

"Yeah. Badgerpaw too."

"Yeah."

"Hey," said Darkpaw, "It's okay, we'll get through this."

"Yeah," Newpaw grumbled, "About the same time hedgehogs fly."

"We will." He insisted, which was unlike him. Usually he was very quiet. Now he was chatting to no end, like Sunpaw had been.

"Has Sunpaw rubbed off on you?"

Darkpaw grinned, fluffing out his black fur. "Maybe."

A few days later, Brokenstar had already apprentice many new kits: Petalpaw, Cloudpaw, Brownpaw, Wetpaw, and Ripplepaw.

Newpaw and the older surviving apprentices showed the new apprentices around and acted friendly around them, although they were barely a moon older themselves.

All the cats were healing well, and thing seemed back to normal.

Except when Yellowfang killed two of the new apprentices a few days after.

Brokenstar snarled at her, "What have you to say for yourself, Yellowfang? A medicine cat! Killing two innocent apprentices!"

Yellowfang hissed bravely at him, but did not answer.

"Nothing?" Brokenstar seemed pleased. "Very well, you old fool. You're exiled from ShadowClan."

He snarled and lunged at the old medicine cat, clawing her fur until she backed away. "You're making a mistake." she meowed before she turned and left.

Newpaw was almost tempted to run throught the entrance and ask her if it were true. How could Yellowfang kill two apprentices from her own Clan? It didn't make sense. Newpaw didn't think Yellowfang was like that. She was cranky and irritable, yes. But a murderer? It didn't fit.

"Clanmates," said Brokenstar, turning away, "Our new medicine cat is Runningnose. Runningnose, you learned well from your mentor. Serve the Clan well."

"I-I will, Brokenstar."

"Good." he said, then went to his den without another word.

The Clan cheered.

Newpaw was silent. She was still thinking about Yellowfang. Thinking about Squirrelpaw and her words, thinking about that WindClan apprentice. Was this truely not right?

Okay! It was short, yes. But still.

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~Coqui's Song