Cookie: I agree. I don't know... I feel like this story was much better when I first started out. I'm hoping I'll be able to return to my original style when Smokepaw comes back to StreamClan. One of the reasons for my strange update scedule is that I don't want to put out a chapter that myself and other people are dissapointed in. I miss my old style, and I wish that I could go back to it. I dont know. Help?

Hazeldapple: (Smokepaw x Emberkit [should be Emberpaw by now]) Hmm... two kits, one white with calico paws and one calico smoke. (smoke is actually a pattern. Smokepaw is a gray smoke, look it up, they're actually beautiful cats. They have hairs that are white at the very root and slowly fade into a darker color.)

Guest: (Smokepaw x Riverpaw / Tigermask x Tabbylight) For Smoke and River, I guess four kits. Two silver smoke, one gray tabby, and one silver tabby. For Tiger and Tabby I would say one kitten, fully brown tabby with darker paws.

I'm sorry for this chapter, it feels really rushed to me, idk, its probably my least favorite so far

A black she-cat with red flecks on her face and a very pale silver tabby she-cat with odd-eyes padded through the forest. They detected their friends' scent and chased after it. Three of the cats in the clearing turned to them as they broke through the bushes.

"Applepaw? Hazelpaw?" Asked Duskpaw.

The two she-cats darted over to thier friends, whispering something in thier ears. Smokepaw looked up from his minnows, confused.

Duskpaw and Riverpaw said something to the other cats- all except for him. "Er, Smokepaw?" Duskpaw asked.

"Yeah?" He replied.

"Falconstar is letting us go home early. As much as we don't want to leave you here, we have to. It's important." Smokepaw, even through his shock, could not deny the urgency in her voice. "Sure. Go on. I'll ask Tangleflower if I can just hang around Cherry Hill."

With a few nuzzles and depressed goodbyes, Smokepaw barley noticed the haunted look in his friend's eyes.

Smokepaw made his way up to Tangleflower as she gathered herbs. "Hi." He said, announcing his prescence. She looked up, her face lighting. "Smokepaw! How are you?"

He ignored her question. "The others had to go home. Could I-" His question was cut off as Tangleflower nodded and bolted into camp. Alarmed, his gaze flicked around and he crouched, tail under his legs.

After a few minutes of panicked confusion, Tangleflower appeared again. "I convinced Shellstar to end your punishment early. Welcome back to StreamClan."

After a few days, Smokepaw had finally settled back into clan life. He had reunited with his friends, met Emberpaw with her new name, and greeted Pigeonpaw, a young loner who had joined the clan only days after he left. Honeystripe had kitted- Darkkit, Sandkit, and Mistkit reminded him so much of his friends' kits- and Smokepaw had figured out exactly why the others had returned early.

Tensions were running high with BirchClan after they accused StreamClan of prey-stealing. Smokepaw was certain there would be a battle soon.

Smokepaw was absentmindedly wrapping Tallears's paw in cobwebs after he twisted it while swimming.

After completing this small task, he began a conversation with Tangleflower as they sorted herbs. They looked up as there was a rustling at the entrance of the den.

"Featherpaw? Cherryfeather?" Questioned Tangleflower as the two padded in. They had grave looks plastered on thier faces. Featherpaw was repeating something under his breath as Cherryfeather looked away. "What?" Smokepaw asked.

That was when they heard it.

"I'm so sorry." Featherpaw said, louder this time.

The battle yowls started in the clearing.