DISCLAIMER: THE WARRIORS SERIES AND SPOTTEDLEAF BELONG TO ERIN HUNTER AND ANY OTHERS AFFILIATED WITH MAKING THE SERIES. CRIMSONPAW BELONGS TO THE FANFICTION USER, JustToTalk, AND I RESERVE THE RIGHT TO USE SILVERPELT, SUNFLIGHT, MOONHEART, RUSHWILLOW, AND EAGLETALON. ALL OTHER CHARACTERS ARE FREE TO USE.

Eagletalon:

Crimsonpaw was here before him tonight. She was already in a hunting crouch, stalking a bird, which she leapt on triumphantly. Behind her, Eagletalon could see a pile of squirrels, mice, and other prey.

"Looks like your very own fresh-kill pile," he commented.

"I'm preparing," she said through a mouthful of feathers. "When Shadestar unites the Clans, there will be a lot of mouths to feed." She dropped the bird on the pile, then selected a squirrel. "For now, though, we'll eat like leaders."

Eagletalon took a magpie. "Did you kill Brokenflight? I didn't hear anything at the Gathering. Well, I wasn't at the Gathering, but nobody said anything."

Crimsonpaw scowled. "Couldn't. Shadestar exiled her. I did smell her scent today, so she's still around." She ripped off a chunk of meat. "I guess I could ambush her."

"That's the Crimsonpaw I know," said Eagletalon, smiling despite himself.

"It's not Crimsonpaw anymore," said the she-cat, the beginnings of a grin spreading across her face.

"You got your warrior name?" he asked. "About time. What was Shadestar waiting for, you to murder all of ShadowClan?"

Crimsonpaw laughed, the sound echoing through the forest. Any sensible cat would be terrified of it, and the birds within range scattered. "I'm Crimsonstorm now. Bow down before me, or I shall cut off your head and bring it to Shadestar."

"Now," Eagletalon mused, smiling slyly, "we can't have that. Shadestar would murder you in a heartbeat. I'm very important, Crimsonstorm."

Crimsonstorm grinned wickedly, clearly liking that Eagletalon had used her Warrior name. "I have very sad news," she said in a fake sad voice. "Our favorite apprentice, Witheredpaw, has died. His mentor had not taught him about deathberries and was found dead, presumably killing himself for his foolishness."

"Crimsonstorm!" Eagletalon scolded. "I told you to wait!"

"It's fine," Crimsonstorm said. "The entire clan trusts me. I'm practically Shadestar's next deputy choice, and the most popular warrior. Besides, nobody liked Witheredpaw anyways. Who names their kit that? His own mother didn't even care." She finished her squirrel, and began grooming herself. "I'll see if I can find Brokenflight. I'll be fine, Eagletalon, promise. That old bag of bones won't know what hit her."

Eagletalon relented, secretly thinking that maybe Crimsonstorm was a little too enthusiastic about murdering her own medicine cat, but was also quite happy that she liked it. "Alright. Make sure other cats can see her. The prophecy cats just left, so it's the perfect time for disaster to strike. Anything else?"

"Shadestar's having a meeting in two days," said Crimsonstorm. "Usual place, at moonhigh. Do you want to split the prey between us?"

After a bit of deliberation and a small argument over who would get the last sparrow, Eagletalon left for ThunderClan.

This chapter was one that I had to complete, because I had Crimsonstorm's design out but at the time, she was still Crimsonpaw and I didn't want to spoil it (I did say Crimsonpaw/storm's design coming soon however, but I fixed it.)

The new designs are out now! Check them out! Info and stuff is in Chapters 11 and 12 (I'm not copying and pasting that again.) Also, I just realized that in the designs, I called Meadowfeather Meadowlark, which I actually like better, but am not correcting them now, so just FYI.

More chapters coming soon hopefully! Have a snazzy day!