Hello. Okay, there are five people who review EVERY SINGLE CHAPTER!! Firestorm75, Flareon200, Fawnblaze, Ripplewater, and Whitestar. This chapter, I have decided that if I don't get three reviews from people who have never reviewed this story(I know your out there, cause there are more than five people that read this story) than I am discontinuing it. So, sorry to my five loyal reviewers, but THREE NEW REVIEWS IS NOT THAT DIFFICULT. And, I have a Fictionpress account under the penname Blackthorn's fear. If you want to read my story, it is called: Can a Broken Heart Kill?. THREE NEW REVIEWS.

DISCLAIMER: Stonestar does not own Warriors. There.

Stoneheart padded happily out of the warrior's den. Everything seemed to be going fine in DawnClan. Littlestar walked up to her.

"Want to go hunting?" the DawnClan leader asked. Stoneheart nodded, and Littlestar led her out of the camp. It was just around dawn when they left, and it seemed that no one was out. The pair stopped in the grass, and Stoneheart lifted her head to scent. Mouse! Eagerly, she dropped into the hunter's crouch, and looked for her scented prey. It was about three rabbit hops away. Slowly, Stoneheart stalked forward, keeping her paws light. Just when she was about to pounce, the grass rustled around her. The mouse looked up, and Stoneheart hissed, leaping forward. The mouse scrambled away, and Stoneheart landed on her face. Littlestar laughed, and Stoneheart swiped at his face with a sheathed paw.

"Let me show you the proper technique for hunting in grass," he said formerly.

"Great, I feel like an apprentice again," Stoneheart joked. Littlestar laughed again. Then, he crouched down and stalked forward. When the grass got in his way, he slowed down and gently brushed against it, making it move like the wind. Then, he pounced.

"You try it now!" the light brown tabby tom mewed. Stoneheart nodded, and opened her mouth to see if she could scent prey. Another mouse was eating a seed nearby. The gray she-cat lowered her body and slowly stalked forward. She tried to brush gently against the grass that got in her way, and she used her powerful hind legs to push her into the air. The mouse was completely unawares as she bit its neck.

It was around sunhigh when the two returned. Both of their jaws were filled with prey. After dumping it on the fresh kill pile, the apprentices gawked at them. Stoneheart reached for a mouse, and sat down. Bramblemask padded forward with her apprentice, Silverpaw, following close behind.

"Still up for watching some battle training?" the dark tabby asked. Stoneheart nodded and quickly gulped down her mouse. Standing, Stoneheart padded out of the DawnClan camp after the two she-cats.

They led her to a clearing in the grass with a rock on one side. Stoneheart sat on the rock, and Bramblemask and Silverpaw sat on separate sides of the clearing. The two crouched, and began to circle. Silverpaw sprang into the air and Bramblemask dodged and leaped above her apprentice, aiming for the ground next to silverpaw. The apprentice lowered herself and rolled to be under Bramblemask when she landed. Bramblemask was caught off guard and that allowed Silverpaw to shove her hind paws into her mentor's side. Bramblemask flew backwards and twisted around in the air. She landed on her paws and immediately lunged for Silverpaw. The sleek apprentice dodged and Bramblemask turned midair to meet her apprentice's side. Silverpaw fell to the ground and Bramblemask pinned her down.

"Wow! That was impressive! Those moves are so different than MoonClan ones!" Stoneheart praised.

Bramblemask chuckled, "Wanna try!" Stoneheart smiled as only cats can smile and nodded. Silverpaw took Stoneheart's spot on the rock and the two older cats began battling. Stoneheart fixed her eyes on Bramblemask's right shoulder and pounced, really aiming for her back. Bramblemask sidestepped and Stoneheart landed squarely on her back. Bramblemask fell under Stoneheart and rolled over. Before Bramblemask could shove her back paws into Stoneheart's underbelly, Stoneheart jumped back and landed on the ground. All the while, Silverpaw watched in amazement.

Then, Bramblemask leaped up and into Stoneheart's side, bowling her over. The dark tabby pinned the gray warrior down where Stoneheart struggled. Finally, Stoneheart grew limp and Bramblemask released her grip. Then, using the element of surprise, Stoneheart pushed up. She rammed her shoulder into Bramblemask's and pinned her down.

"I give up,' Bramblemask mewed. Stoneheart nodded in agreement, panting.

When they returned to camp, Stoneheart wearily padded to the warrior's den. The warriors already there barely twitched as she climbed over them. Then, she lay down and closed her eyes. An image flashed before her eyes. It was Ripplestar. Oh, how she missed MoonClan. They were the ones that raised her. They had taught her everything she had known. How to hunt. How to fight. How to reason…. Stoneheart sighed. She had abandoned her clan when they needed her most. She had given up on them when she could have persuaded them to change their minds. Well… Ripplestar's mind at least.

Finding sleep was evading her, Stoneheart stood up and padded into the open camp. That was another thing she missed. She wanted to feel the closeness of the trees, of her clanmates' pelts. She sighed again, feeling another pelt brush hers. Was it Flaretail? Boundinghawk? Birdwing?

"Do you miss them?" Littlestar's mew filled her ears.

"Yes, they were my family. But, I like it here." Stoneheart replied. She felt alone.

"Stoneheart, let me tell you something," Littlestar mewed. "SkyClan was created because cats die. They came from separate clans, but were joined together when they died. Stoneheart, don't worry. When you die, you will be with your family again. I wouldn't worry. Whether you go back to MoonClan or you stay in DawnClan, you will always have cats around you who love you. Bramblemask is a great friend, as is Silverpaw. The kits already admire you and are begging to have you as a mentor. I'm sure that you have friends in MoonClan. Anywhere you go, you will always be okay," Littlestar pressed into Stoneheart's side.

"Thanks, I needed that." Stoneheart licked LIttlestar's ear, and looked up at the sky. Stars twinkled above, and Stoneheart wondered which SkyClan cats were looking down on her. She believed Littlestar's words, and wondered whether her decision was correct. Should she have gone to DawnClan to save the clans? Did MoonClan need her more? What was right?

For now, Stoneheart would stay in DawnClan, because she believed that SkyClan had sent her that vision for a reason. Littlestar stood up and licked Stoneheart's muzzle.

"You will always have someone who loves you, Stoneheart," he mewed.

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DIFFERENT POINT OF VIEW:

No matter how I try, I can never get Stoneheart out of my mind. I can't believe that MoonClan pushed her away. It's not as if we meant to. I want to tell her how I feel. I want her to come back. How could she leave? Well, no. I understand why she left. I understand that she would want to stand against Fallenstar. She was the one who hated Fallenstar the most.

Her image is still in my head. Her purr, her fur, her eyes. Her mew. Oh… so beautiful… so perfect. I wonder what she thought of me. But now that she is in DawnClan, I can only admire from afar. So far… Oh! Stoneheart! Come back! I love you!

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