Okay, another chapter! XD Also, new story is up! Called 'Unknown Gravity' which is a Gravity falls and Over the Garden wall crossover. Not going to spoil anything, so go check it out if you're interested in either of those! XD

Now, onto the chapter!

Also found this out looking up Harrybrook on warriors wiki! I really hope it's true! XD

Kate thinks that Harrybrook and Bellaleaf getting together because of their shared quest to find Echosong is "a lovely idea

(honestly I really do hope Harrybrook and Bellaleaf become mates! Bellaleaf had lost her brother already *Spoiler if you didn't already know!* now she is completely kin-less in SkyClan, and Harrybrook only has Leafstar now that *another spoiler!* Billystorm, Firefern and Stormheart are dead! They both need to rely on each other, grow, become mates, have lots of kits cause SkyClan is so small and who really cares about ShadowClan? ShadowClan brought their small-population on themselves! But omg, Harry x Bella! XD)

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"What are those?" Spottedfeather asked.

Three days had passed since the trouble in the Twoleg gardens, and the journeying cats had traveled on across farmland, avoiding the Twoleg nests dotted here and there, and meeting nothing more threatening than sheep. Now they were crouched in a ditch that ran along the line of a hedge between two fields. They were peering out at two of the biggest animals Spottedfeather had ever seen, which were running back and forth across the field, snorting and tossing up their heads. The impact of their huge feet made the ground shudder.

"Horses," Crowpaw replied loftily; his eyes gleamed as if he was delighted to know something that the others didn't. "They run across our territory sometimes with Twolegs on their backs."

Spottedfeather thought she had never had heard anything so mad in her life. "I guess even Twolegs want four legs sometimes," she joked.

Crowpaw shrugged.

"Can we please get going already?" Tawnypelt mewed, sounding impatient. "There's water in this ditch, and my tail is getting wet."

"Go on ahead," Hawkfrost meowed, rolling his eyes at the tortoiseshell she-cat. "But don't complain if you get crushed by those wild beasts."

"I don't think horses are dangerous," Stormfur meowed. "We've seen them at the farm on the edge of RiverClan territory. They never pay much attention to us."

"If they did tread on us, they wouldn't mean to," Feathertail added.

Spottedfeather felt that wouldn't be much consolation; a blow from one those feet, which looked like chunks of weathered stone, could break a cat's spine.

"We just need to run across while they're down at the other end," Hawkfrost pointed out, his ice-blue eyes glance from cat to cat. "I doubt they'd follow us. They must be quite stupid, or they wouldn't let Twolegs on their backs."

"That seems like the sensible thing, unless we want to go the long way around," Spottedfeather meowed, her brothers suggestion made good sense to Spottedfeather. "Straight across this field and through that hedge opposite. And let'splease all stay together this time."

They waited until the horses had cantered off to the other end of the field.

"Now!" yowled Hawkfrost.

Spottedfeather launched herself into the open, wind streaming through her thick-fluttering fur, aware of her companions racing beside her. She thought she could hear the pounding of the horses feet, but she could have been mistaken it for the rapid beating of her heart. But did not dare slow down confirm either suspicion. Then she was leaping the ditch that bordered the hedge on the far side, and plunging into the shelter of low-growing bushes.

Peering out cautiously, she saw that everyone had made it safely across. "Brilliant!" she meowed. "I think we're starting to get the hang of this."

"Most of us you mean." Crowpaw sniffed, but the WindClan apprentice didn't comment further.

There were large animals in the next field too, this time standing together in the shade of a couple of trees, swishing their tails and munching grass. These were cows: Spottedfeather had seen them near Ravenpaw's barn on her apprentice journey to Highstones. They had smooth black-and-white pets and enormous eyes like giant peaty pools.

The cows seemed to take no notice of the group of cats, and so they crossed this field more slowly, keeping an eye on the animals as they brushed through the long, cool grass. It was almost sunhigh, and Spottedfeather would have been happy to settle down for a nap, but she knew that they had to go on. She kept checking the position of the sun in the sky, impatient for it to start going down so that she could be sure they were still traveling in the right direction. Where the sun touched the horizon, that was the sun-drown place. Spottedfeather tried to push down her ever present anxiousness and nagging worry that they would have nothing to guide them if clouds came to hide the sun, and she hoped the good weather would hold.

Leaving the cows behind, they came to a field so huge they could not see the other side. Instead of grass, it was covered by thicker stems, yellow and stiff like the straw in Ravenpaw's barn, cut short so they were hard and spiky to walk on. In the distance they could hear the roar of a monster.

"You wouldn't believe it," Hawkfrost called down from a low branch of a an elder tree that was growing in the hedge. "But a huge monster, is in the field! This far from any Thunderpath!"

"You're right, I don't believe it!" Crowpaw retorted, before leaping up to the branch that Hawkfrost still occupied, making the ShadowClan warrior hiss at him in annoyance. Spottedfeather watched both her brother and the WindClan apprentice from down below where she stood in between Feathertail and Tawnypelt, waiting patiently with the others as Crowpaw and Hawkfrost scouted the area and had their private argument.

A moment later, a resigned but annoyed Crowpaw leaped down again. His black-sleek tail lashing behind him as he addressed the group while Hawkfrost leaped down after. "He's right, there is a monster in the field."

"Then we'd better get on as quickly as we can, before it sees us," Stormfur meowed.

"They're supposed to stay on the Thunderpath," Feathertail complained. "It's not fair!"

Crowpaw came to dab warily at the thick, spiky stems in the field. "This is no good," he spat. "We'll all have scratched pads if we try walking across that. We'll have to go around the edge." He glared at the other cats as he spoke, as if he were expecting one of them to contradict him, but there was no reply except a murmur of agreement amongst the three she-cats of the group.

Crowpaw had good ideas, Spottedfeather decided, if only he'd be less aggressive about sharing them.

The WindClan apprentice led the way and the rest followed, keeping close to the hedge so that they would be able to hide if the monster came after them. There was a narrow grassy space between the hedge and the rough yellow stems, just wide enough for the cats to walk in single file.

"Look at that!" Tawnypelt exclaimed.

She twitched her ears toward a mouse crouched among the spikes, nibbling at seeds that were strewn on the ground. Before any other cat could move, like a real striking hawk, Hawkfrost pounced, his large claws sinking into it's supple flesh, it's cut off squick confirming it's death as Hawkfrost turned with the mouse in his jaws.

"Here," he meowed, dropping it in front of Tawnypelt. "You saw it first."

"I can catch my own, thanks," Tawnypelt mewed dryly. Giving her brother an unimpressed look.

Now that Spottedfeather knew what to look for, she realized there were more mice scuffling among the stems, stuffing themselves on the scattered seeds. It was almost as if StarClan had sent them on the chance to hunt and feed well. Stalking forward, Spottedfeather spotted a fat mouse standing on it's hind legs as it arched itself against a low hanging shriveled stalk. Readying herself, Spottedfeather launched herself, spraying seeds and yellow stems as she clamped down on it's head, crushing its skull. Crowpaw will like this one for sure! Spottedfeather thought proudly to herself.

With whiskers twitching, Spottedfeather returned to the safety of the verge with her catch in tow. Setting it down she noted that both RiverClan siblings had begun eating, Hawkfrost already finishing his and keeping watching in another tree, keeping a lookout for the monster.

Before long Crowpaw returned with a catch of his own, his blue eyes flashing in Spottedfeather's direction as he approached, placing his mouse down in front of her dark ginger paws while she nudged her own towards his smaller, sleek black ones. Although the exchange caused on uncomfortable stare from her brother, Spottedfeather decided to ignore him in favor of eating her mouse.

Luckily the monster kept it's distance. Leaving Spottedfeather to be left feeling more hopeful and stronger from the food when they went on, especially as the sun started to sink and she could check their direction. Before long they were able to leave the strange, spiky field, and the going became easier. The air was heavy with the head of the day; bees hummed in the grasses and a butterfly flew past. Stretching out a forepaw, Spottedfeather swiped in it's direction but made no effort to give it anymore attention.

Tawnypelt had taken the lead as they approached the edge of the meadow, with Stormfur and Feathertail, just behind the silver-gray she-cat was herself with Crowpaw at her side. Hawkfrost, bringing up the rear, kept a lookout for possible danger.

This time there was no hedge, but a Twoleg fence, made of some thin, shiny material. It was a kind of mesh, like interlaced twigs, except that the spaces were regular. They were too small to climb through.

"Now what?" Stormfur huffed, his amber eyes scrutinizing the silver webbing.

"There's got to be away around it, right?" Feathertail meowed, her eyes straining down the possibly never ending stretch of fencing.

"We don't know how far the fence stretches," Hawkfrost meowed. "It might take awhile, and by that point we might lose focus of the position of the sun and become completely lost."

"Oh, and what do you suggest. Fly?" Crowpaw meowed sarcastically, getting an irritated scuff from the older warrior.

Spottedfeather, however was scrutinizing a part where the fence had come unraveled. If she scrawled under on her stomach...padding forward she gave the bottom part an experimental push. Finding no resistance, she found with some excitement that it gave and curled under her paw. Without much thought to safety with the distraction of her discovery, Spottedfeather flattened herself to the ground, her paws pushed in front of her as she wiggled forward. She didn't think about the consequences until she got half-way, when a harsh pinch could be felt on her center back. Giving a squeak of alarm, Spottedfeather tried to back up, only to find that she couldn't. Taking a breath she tried not to panic as she tried to pull forward again, only to feel the sharp pinch again.

"Spottedfeather, what did you do?" a prickle of embarrassment rose up in the dark ginger she-cat, only intensified as she realized that Tawnypelt and the others were on the other side of the fence already. It appeared that a hole under the fence further down allowed greater room to fit under the fence.

"I'm stuck!" Spottedfeather groaned, a mixture of helplessness and embarrassment raging internally.

"We can see that," Crowpaw meowed, appearing a heart-beat later. "What did you think you were doing? I highly doubt a scrawny mouse can fit under that, let alone a cat!" the smoky-black WindClan apprentice scolded.

Being told off by an apprentice, how humiliating can this get? Spottedfeather thought in dismay as Hawkfrost pushed between both their sister and the WindClan apprentice.

"That doesn't matter, what does is getting her out." the dark brown warrior meowed, analyzing the situation at large.

Spottedfeather could tell that she was wedged half-way under the fence, her fluffy dark ginger fur felt tangled in the unraveled ends of the fence. Every time she wriggled, the sharp ends of the fence stuff dug into her skin and made her stifle a squeal in pain.

"Keep wiggling like that and you'll not only hurt yourself more, but you'll also get more tangled." Crowpaw scolded further, coming to place a small black paw on the center of her shoulder-blades to keep her from moving any farther. "Just stay there and keep still until we figure out what to do."

"Maybe we can dig up the fence post, the stuff might come loose?" Hawkfrost suggested, his eyes scanning over the wooden post, although to Spottedfeather the post looked pretty solidly set in the ground.

"It would be quicker to bite through the fence," Stormfur argued. He tugged at the shiny strands with his front teeth, but they did not give way. He straightened up, spitting. "No, it's too tough."

"I could have told you that," Crowpaw meowed. "Far better to bite through her fur and free her that way."

"Planning to make me hairless, furball?" Spottedfeather meowed, trying to make light of the situation. But a bit of panic must have shown through at the thought of losing her hair because Crowpaw gave her a soft cuff over the ear.

"You really should have been more careful, Spottedfeather," spoke up the RiverClan warrior, Stormfur. Who was kneading the dirt with impatience. "You should have thought before going under the fence. And who knows how long it will take to get you out?"

"What do you suggest we do then? Leave her? Cause I assure you, she is more important to this quest than you are." Crowpaw growled out, glaring at the RiverClan tom.

"Of course not! That's not what I meant at all!" Stormfur defended himself, glaring back at the WindClan apprentice in annoyance.

"That's enough," Hawkfrost meowed, thrusting himself between the two hostile toms. "No cat is being left behind. Ther emust be a way to get Spottedfeather out of there."

While both Crowpaw and Stormfur had been fighting, Tawnypelt and Feathertail came to crouch beside her. Feathertail was chewing dock leaves. "Honestly!" the silver tabby she-cat exclaimed as she spat out the last of them and shot an exasperated glance at the three. "Do you toms never do anything but argue?"

"It's what they do best," Tawnypelt mewed, a gleam of amusement in her eyes. "That's right, spread the dock leaves on her fur. They should make it good and slippery. Breath in, Spottedfeather. You've been eating too many mice."

Feathertail worked the dock into Spottedfeather's pelt, rubbing it with one forepaw into the tangle of fur around the fence stuff.

"Now, try to pull out," Tawnypelt directed.

Spottedfeather scrabbled at the ground with her forepaws and tried to use her hind legs to push herself forward. "It's now working!" She gasped, her voice filled with panic. Would she be stuck under this fence forever? Dying of starvation, dehydration or maybe a predator would come to pick her off? Would she ever finish the mission from StarClan?

"Yes, it is." Featertail's voice was tense, and she pressed her paw against her shoulder, which was slippery with green slime, that oozed between the fur and onto her skin underneath. Making Spottedfeather shiver with disgust, it smelled foul. "Keep going."

"And hurry!" Hawkfrost added. Making Spottedfeather realize that there was a familiar sound of barking, which only meant dogs. The edgeness of her companions served to fuel Spottedfeather's own unease further.

Spottedfeather gave one last enormous heave and shot through into the field. A knot of long dark ginger slid off the fence stuff; a few strands of it were left behind, but Spottedfeather was free. She stood up and shook herself, feeling instant relief to finally be free of the fence. "Thanks," she meowed to Feathertail and Tawnypelt. "That was a brilliant idea!"

"Now that, that's over with, let's be on our way, shall we?" Hawkfrost meowed, gesturing towards the direction the sun was setting. "We have to hurry though, I don't want to run into that dog." He led the way across the next field, his broad shoulders squared, his held held high with confidence. The rest of the journey cats trailed after him, feeling better now that they left the fence behind them.

"Next time you decide to do something," Crowpaw meowed as he padded beside her, his long limbs easily keeping up with her quick strides. "Let me know to say that your mouse-brained beforehand."

Instant of feeling insulted, Spottedfeather felt a burst of warmth for the WindClan apprentices remark. It was Crowpaw's way of saying he cared towards her safety. "Of course, furball!" Spottedfeather purred, getting a scuff from the younger smoky-black tom.

When she woke the next morning, Spottedfeather was dismayed to see the sky covered by a thick layer of cloud. Her previous confidence faltered, they had good weather so far on their journey till now. How were they going to be able to follow the sun if they couldn't see it?

Scrambling to her paws, she saw that her companions were still sleeping. The night before they had found no better shelter than a hollow place in a field under a couple of scrawny thorn trees. Spottedfeather found that she was growing more and more nervous without the familiar forest canopy overhead. She had never realized before how much she and her Clan mates relied on the trees: for prey, for shelter, and for concealment. Anxiety over Bluestar's prophecy bit even more sharply, as if badger's teeth were closing in her neck.

Paws itching to be on their way, she climbed the side of the hollow and looked around. The sky was unbroken gray; the air felt damp, as if there were rain to come. In the distance was a belt of trees, and the walls of more twoleg nests. Spottedfeather hoped that their path would not lead them back among Twolegs.

"Spottedfeather! Spottedfeather!"

Some cat was calling her name excitedly. Spottedfeather turned to see Feathertail racing toward her up the side of the hollow.

"I've had it!" she exclaimed as she drew closer.

"Had what?"

"My saltwater sign!" Feathertail out a delighted purr. "I dreamed of padding along a stretch of stony ground, with water washing over it. When I bent down to take a drink, the water was all salty, and I woke up tasting it."

"That's great, Feathertail." Spottedfeather felt some relief at the thought of StarClan still watch over them, guiding them even though they couldn't see the sun.

"That means that Crowpaw is the only one of us who hadn't had a sign," Feathertail went on, glancing down into the hollow here Spotted feather could see the smoky-black curve of Crowpaw's back as he slept in a clump of grass.

Spottedfeather realized what she meant, Crowpaw would feel hurt by the fact that he was the only one who hadn't had it. As if StarClan had forgotten that they had chosen for the same quest.

"You should tell him," Feathertail went on, making Spottedfeather look at her in surprise. "He seems to like you best, and he'll take it better hearing it from you."

"I'll be sure to do that," Spottedfeather meowed, sounding a little hesitant. Unsure if Feathertail was serious or not. Would Crowpaw take it better from her? She wasn't sure, and it seemed Feathertail could tell.

"Oh, Spottedfeather. Crowpaw doesn't seem so bad. It must be hard for him, leaving the forest just when he was about to be made a warrior. I think he's lonely-I have Stormfur, and you have Tawnypelt and Hawkfrost. We all knew each other before this, but Crowpaw is on his own."

Sometimes I feel like that too, despite Tawnypelt and Hawkfrost sleeping a fox-length away. Spottedfeather thought to herself.

"Your right, Feathertail," Spottedfeather agreed. "It might be hard for him to hear that he's the only one who hadn't had it yet, but I'm sure he'll feel better when he actually has it. I'll make sure to tell him when I get the opportunity." Briefly Spottedfeather touched Feathertail's muzzle with her own. Pulling away, she glanced around at her still sleeping companions, "We'd better wake them all and get moving. If we can work out which way to go."

"That way." Feathertail sounded confident as she waved her tail toward the belt of trees on the far side of the field. "Thats where the sun went down last night."

And after that? Spottedfeather wondered. If there was no sun, how could they find their way? Would StarClan send them something else to help them find the sun-drown place? As she padded down into the hollow to wake her companions, she sent up a quick prayer to her warrior ancestors.

Show us the way, please. And guard us all when the trouble comes-whatever it is.

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Okay, another chapter for 'Daughter of Fire and Tiger' XD I hope you liked it! Also I hope to update some time again, either 'Firestar's Quest' or some of my other fan-fics! Who knows? I really should update some of my others...hmm….? Who knows! XD

Wow, five more chapters and the epilogue and it's onto the second in 'The new prophecy' series! Wow! XD can you believe that? Wow, let's recall all that happened so far in the series shall we?

Firestar is a girl! (although we already know that! If you ever read my 'Heart of Fire' series!)

Sandstorm is pregnant with Brackenfur's kits! (will she kit in the next book? XD)

Brambleclaw and Cinderpelt are mates and expecting kits!

Ashfur is padding after Squirrelflight! (will they get together? I have a feeling the answer is...XD)

Mothwing is an awesome sis!

Sorreltail is crushing hard on Brambleclaw!

Rainwhisker is crushing hard on Spottedfeather.

Awe, Crowpaw and Spottedfeather are such an awesome team! Warrior and apprentice power! (they are becoming friends! Or already good friends...what do you think?)

Feathertail is so cute!

Wow Hawkfrost, leader material for sure!

Firestar and Tigerstar are freaking out about the disappearance of three of their kits!

Gorsepelt makes an appearance! After all this time! (I mean ya! He made an appearance as an appearance in 'Heart of Fire' but still! XD he's so funny, and sweet, and an awesome warrior...reminds me a bit of Oakheart!)

Mosspelt is edgy for some reason! XD

Barkface is still sarcastic and and old, but is defying death like always! (honestly, I thought he lived till the end of 'Vision of Shadows' Thunder and Shadow! How crazy am I? XD)

That's about it, oh! Fair warning, 'Midnight' is basically the most happiest out of 'Daughter of Fire and Tiger' series that you're ever going to see! XD the next books...are going to be very heartbreaking and you might or might not try to crawl through the screen like that horror movie 'Rings' and try to kill me! (hopefully you don't though! That would be creepy and scary as heck!)

Okay, review, fav, follow, love me! XD