This is the very laat chapter of this book, but don't worry, the second book will be out very soon!

And to everyone who has submitted Ocs, thank you so much! Please keep those up, even when we go onto the next book, because it does help a lot.

~ Crimson.

September, 6th, 2020.

The stones glowed silver in the moonlight. Stars shimmered above, the soft breeze whispered into the ears of those who listened. One she-cat stared out into the hue of silver, a dark camp that was barren.

Breathing out she flicked an ear. Pale gaze narrowed in thought, her head spinning as ahe tried to recall everything that has happened and far. Is this place even real? Beepaw shifted, her forepaws kneading into the fresh moss that had been laid down.

When she awoke in this place she had thought it was just a dream. Then it went on, and on, and on - until she realized something had happened to herself. She hadn't veen Jade anymore, but now Beepaw.

And through this short life of a cat so many things had happened. At first she didn't exactly have that good of a kithood - maybe that had been more her fault then anything. But that lead to her being so small, so weak until she finally eat more regularly and trianed.

Briarberry had been a good mentor, not pushing her to far, but just far enough. And her brother, Hornetpaw, had kept a good relationship with her, and it had been nice to have a brother while it lasted - or at least a brother that didn't hate her guts.

Then I got hurt, and everything went so... Beepaw felt herself trembling. After that the dreams started, and she thought they were just nightmares, but now she wasn't so sure.

They've been getting much to real for her liking. And now she wasn't even sure if the life shes been living was real either. What if she suddenly woke back up in the body of Jade? Would she even be able to handle that?

And now she has to deal with FlameClan! Being told that she was nothing more then a lamed queen, kidnapped from the family she was just starting to get use to. What would happened now?

Blinking she turned to look up at the moon. It glittered, bright and full, shining down to highlight everything it saw. She felt herself relax, watching as light clouds passed by, but the moon still shined through. And little stars twinkled, some brigther then others.

The young she-cat flicked her tail, which curled around her hunches. Eyes wide as she tried to recall her entire, small, little life in this world. A mere seven and a half moons, and so much has happened..

September, 6th, 2020