This is for my friend, Daytona whom made the character Owlpaw and had helped me develope the story line! So yeah, speciel thanks to her!

Owlpaw P.O.V

Owlpaw stared at the two gray cats, her jaw hanging open as she hissed, pain clunching at her heart. She swallowed, anger, pain, hate, all burned in her eyes before she turned, racing off. She didn't stop as she heard the cries of her name from both cats, this only made her ran harder her paws getting cut on the rocky marble.

She felt hot tears run down her cheeks. It wasn't fair! Fadedpaw..how could he?! She knew he might've not felt the same, but..it still hurt to know he had loved Riverpaw, and she was on the side of their small group. She stopped, pads skinning on the rock as she looked up. There was a cliff to her right, and a big wall infront of her. She would need to turn back, go pass the camp if she wanted to just run. But, she knew whom would be back, what she'll see. So, instead she unsheathed her claws and jumped. She dug her claws into the gritty dirt, clawing her way to were she could put her paws and lift herself up the sheer-rockside.

"Owlpaw!" She paused, looking down to see Sundance looking up. Riverpaw and Fadedpaw were at his side, looking up. "Come down, before you get hurt!"

She gritted her teeth, tail lashing. "Don't worry, after this you won't ever need to worry about me again!" She hissed, anger dripping into every last word. Fadedpaw's eyes widen, he reared up onto his back paws placing his forepaws onto the wall.

"We can talk, just don't do anything you might regreat!" Fadedpaw meowed, his own eyes narrowing. "You can't just run from your Clan!"

From my Clan? Was that all she was, a cat from her Clan? Nothing more than someone to help feed them, to fight for them and be left in the shadows? She blinked back tears, looking up she gritted her teeth and started her climb again, only looking back once as she meowed, "The Clan will have more kits to help feed you all, to fight and defend, so don't worry about the Clan." She hissed, "Or you or your mate, or anyone in there, I'm sure others will fight and defend you all!"

Sundance narrowed his eyes, he also reared up his forepaws onto the marble and dirt wall. "Owlpaw, now thats not true. Were not here just to protect the Clan, now get back down here!"

Owlpaw growled, she never wanted to feel anger at her mentor, Sundance was like a father to her. Yet, she couldn't stay, take a punishment for running off. No, she had to leave. Maybe there was a different path out there, for her. "I'm sorry Sundance." She muttered, her claws dug into the earth as she halded herself up onto the flat top, kicking to get her back legs up. She looked down, swallowing back one last stinging remark, something she always did to hide her feelings. Yet, she only stared, her head throbbed from the hight. Then, she turned lashing her tail as she ran off, and a loud roar came from the sky followed by the cold, wet raindrops.

...Three Days Later...

Owlpaw sat in the den she made, licking out a patch of knoted fur. She gave her whiskers a quick clean, before walking out. She was greeted by the small pile of prey she had, which was a small fresh-kill pile for whenever she gotten hungry. She has woven brambles, thickets and branches together, and but moss around it to hide the small den.

There was enough room in her small area, to feed and supplie her for moons to come. Owlpaw had settled in a spot just outside of MarbleClan's mountains and BoneClan's territory, marking the edges of them and into the small woods. She had noticed that cats did re-mark many times over her scent, that was when the thought of BoneClan thinking MarbleClan was in their territory had popped into her mind, which made her move her "camp" back.

Owlpaw still cared for her past Clanmates, so she had to do this with MarbleClan scent still on her. She didn't need BoneClan to attack MarbleClan, no matter how much Owlpaw still started to dispise every memory of the rocky-mountains. She sighed, picking up a sparrow as she started to lazily chew on the wing, spitting out feathers.

Owlpaw got up, after the quick meal she had fallen asleep, streatching she head for the scent markers. Owlpaw liked to keep them fresh, so any loners whom came around would stay away, hoping that they though the Clan's had explanded their territory. She knew using her scent was a good idea, she did happen to have the small fear that not only did the loners, badgers and foxes, all of the Clan's usual predaters, was just her only threats. She had noticed, that the cat-thing had seemed to follow her, she noticed the reek of crow-food followed by the mixed scents that the thing had always smelled like.

But, now she paused. Her jaws slightly open as she took in the usual scents. Prey, forest, berrys and the strong scent of colt's foot that was greatly suppiled here. And..BoneClan. She shivered, did they want to see whom was applieing the territory behind them? A sudden fear struck her, what if she was chased off? Or used as a prinsoner so they could get something from MarbleClan? By now the Gathering was only two days away, but that wouldn't stop the usual chat between BoneClan's and MarbleClan's dawn protrols to talk about her leaving. Would they make her go back, what if they made an offer with their herb suppile? Or prey storage?

No! Owlpaw hissed, gritting her teeth. She lashed her tail, unsheathing her sharpened claws. She had stayed ready to fight, sharping her claws on wood, and keeping her fighting skills in shape. She would show the BoneClan intruders that her territory couldn't be invaded by nosey cats! She stalked into the bushes, she was lucky the two days she stayed here after the rainy day of sleeping in the mountain's gotten her use to the surroundings. She could use to as an avantiage, maybe scaring the nosey cats away could give her the quiet she wanted from the Clan's.

Owlpaw crept in the shadows, lashing her white tail to the ground. She leaped, going onto a tree limb that went into the higher trees. Than, she crouched, claws stuck into the wood as she waited for the paw-steps of the cat getting closer.

"Get off my territory!" Owlpaw screeched, leaping down she landed square on the back of an white she-cat. She dropped, rolling as her claws scrapped the BoneClan cats shoulder.

"Hey!" The she-cat backed into the tree, her eyes wide. "Whats wrong with you?" She hissed, anger clearly burning in the light blue eyes.

Owlpaw half-crouched as she looked at the cat. "Your on my lands, leave now before I make you." Owlpaw bared her teeth, tail lashing.

The snowy-white cat sighed. Cocking her head at Owlpaw. "Wait-MarbleClan?" The cat narrowed her eyes, "But.."

"I left MarbleClan!" Owlpaw spat, standing up. "Now leave, while I still let you."

The white cat stood her ground, her gaze challaging as she watched Owlpaw. "No."

This cat has some guts. Owlpaw was impressed, most cats hated to see her bad side. Yet, this she-cat seemed just..mad. Owlpaw narrowed her eyes, she though about just the moment before she had screeched at the cat, when she had still been in the tree. She had been mad before seeing Owlpaw.

"What were you mad about?" Owlpaw blurted, she didn't even mean to say her thoughts out loud. But, with a sigh from the she-cat, whom sat down, she was already wondering of the many thing that this BoneClanner might have wrong. "And..why were you outside your own lands, were you leaving BoneClan?" Owlpaw waited for the replie, had another cat felt what she had? The pain of having your heart torn out?

The cat looked up, surpirse yet guilt shined in the bright blue eyes. "I-I wanted some time to thing." She muttered, cocking her head at Owlpaw. "Your Owlpaw, right? Word got out to both of the other Clans after you left, dawn protrols chatting like always."

Owlpaw nodded, like always. "Yes, so who are you?" She asked, adding "Its only fair I learn who you are."

The she-cat nodded, sighing. "I'm Snowypaw." She meowed, giving a small smile. "So, why did you leave?"

The brown she-cat got to her paws, turning around. "I don't like small talk," She mewoed, looking over her shoulder. ",but." She said, as the white cat seemed slightly crestfallen. "You can come here to..have yourself some time alone, just don't hunt here or tell anyone you've found me."

Snowypaw nodded quickly. "My muzzle is closed, i promise." She said, before looking up. "It was nice to meet you, Owlpaw." With that, Owlpaw had slipped into the bushes, going off to check her other scent-markers.

Snowypaw had headed back to camp, her eyes bright as she thought about her small talk with Owlpaw. And, she couldn't help but smile to herself as she though of how she could somehow help. Maybe! She thought, smiling as she was greeted by Nightpaw and Raspberrypaw following with a curt nod.