"But when can I go back to my body?" Daypaw asked, gazing at her father.

The StarClan warrior shook his head. "We don't know. It's up to the StarClan leaders to decide."

She shook out her fur, impatient. "That tells me nothing," she complained.

"Young one," A voice mewed, "We have decided."

She whipped around to see a blue-gray starry warrior. Dipping her head in respect, she murmured, "Thank you for giving me the chance."

"You deserve it, dear one," The StarClan warrior told her, "I, too, died saving a cat, but the cat I saved was a Clanmate. You saved a stranger who had tried to use the cat you loved. That is pure goodness."

"Thank you," she whispered in awe.

"I am Bluestar," she meowed, "My Clanmates are not from your Clans, but from far, far, away. Graystripe, you remember him, was from my Clan."

"ThunderClan," Daypaw remembered.

"Yes," Bluestar nodded, "And I have traveled far to see you, Daypaw."

"I'm honored," Daypaw murmured.

"And the leaders of your Clans have decided. You will be able to go back to IceClan, and complete your mission. That is, if you'd like to. You can stay here if you want."

Daypaw glanced at her father. Pain and love was shining in his eyes. "I'd like to go back," Daypaw announced.

"Very well," Bluestar closed her eyes. "I wish you luck."

"Thank you," Daypaw told her sincerely.

"Follow me," The ThunderClan leader called over her shoulder, bounding off.

Daypaw touched noses with her father and followed Bluestar. The blue-gray she-cat was heading towards a pool. Daypaw could see her body with cats clustered around it.

"Before you go into the pool," Bluestar meowed at the apprentice, "I'm going to ask you to give Graystripe a message. Tell him to head towards the sun, over the mountains. Not these mountains, but mountains far away. After that, he'll know where to go."

Daypaw nodded, and bunched up her haunches to leap into the pool. "Thank you," she purred, and ascended into the water, feeling life hit her whiskers.

"Daypaw!" Foxclaw cried as she gasped, her blue eyes opening.

She purred as she felt droplets scatter from her whiskers. "I'm okay, I told you I would be."

Scrambling to her paws, she was face-to-face with Autumn, the cat whose claw marks were on her chest.

"I'm so sorry," Autumn began.

"It's okay," Daypaw interrupted.

"Thank you," Autumn dipped her head.

"W-were you dead?" Duskblossom asked curiously.

"StarClan gave me another chance," Daypaw explained softly, her gaze still on Foxclaw.

"They can do that?" Cloudfish inquired, confused.

Daypaw nodded. "Apparently."

She turned to Cinderbird, and the gray she-cat met her gaze awkwardly. "I'm glad you're okay," she mewed to Daypaw stiffly.

"Thanks," she replied, twitching her ears. "When are we leaving this StarClan forsaken place?"

"As soon as we can," Berryoak reassured her.

"Not so fast!" A commanding yowl contradicted them.

Daypaw looked up and saw Eagle, the cave-guard, leaping onto a peak above him.

"What do you even need from us?" Berryoak asked, rolling his eyes.

"Him," Eagle replied, waving his tail high over his head.

It's a signal!

Opening her mouth to warn her Clanmates, Daypaw was tossed aside by another cave-guard, she recognized Peak Covered by Snow. Peak tried to claw at her belly, but Daypaw rolled quickly out of the way, jumping up to face him. She weaved in front of the black tom, swatting at his nose, playfully, and Gingerpaw jumped him from behind. His dark red pelt glowed in the morning light and Daypaw was sure some cat would notice it.

"Foxclaw!" Cinderbird shrieked, warning the tom.

Eagle was stalking forward towards the red tom, with a dangerous glint in his eyes. At Cinderbird's warning, he turned, claws sliding out, to face the cave-guard leader.

Stream noiselessly crept up behind Foxclaw, but the tom didn't see her. Daypaw desperately tried to call out a warning, but Peak had his paw pressed against her throat. All that came out was a small squeak. A flash of red caught her eye. Another cat had seen Foxclaw in danger. Gingerpaw streaked from across the clearing to come to his rescue.

No, oh, no!

The cats didn't know that Foxclaw wasn't the prophesied cat, Gingerpaw was. If the Tribe got ahold of the apprentice…

Gingerpaw furiously clawed at Stream, blood welling up from her scratches. As soon as she turned to face her attacker and saw the bright red tom, she exchanged a glance with Eagle. The cave-guard nodded. They knew.

Daypaw tried to pry away from Peak, but the tom's claws pinned her down. She felt like the battle was all a blur, like this was a dream unfolding. She felt like nothing was really happening, but alas, it was. Going limp under Peak's paws, she felt the black tom relax and she shot up, shaking him off. Sprinting towards Gingerpaw and Foxclaw, she knew she wouldn't get there in time. Eagle was already lunging towards the red apprentice, grabbing him by the scruff. Gingerpaw flailed, whipping his paws in an attempt to escape.

"Gingerpaw!" Foxclaw meowed, trying to come to his rescue, ironically, because the apprentice was only held captive because he was trying to rescue Foxclaw.

The red tom struck Stream once more before trying to attack Eagle, but the cave-guard was much larger than the trained warrior. Daypaw finally reached Gingerpaw, but was thrown off by Eagle. Daypaw tumbled down into the valley where the other cats were fighting and she looked up to see Eagle bounding off with Gingerpaw in his jaws.

No…. Daypaw felt sick. With the Tribe having the prophesied cat, only StarClan knows what they can do.

Stream yowled with satisfaction as she saw her Tribemate snatch the red cat.

Now we can save the Tribe! she thought in satisfaction.

Bounding after him with a smug look at the other red tom, she remembered his name was Foxclaw, she felt a glimmer of sympathy for the silver tom, Rippleshade. She had led him on, by Eagle's orders, and had broken his heart. She shrugged. It was her only choice. She'd been in love with Eagle for moons, but the cave-guard simply shrugged her off like a foolish to-be.

"Eagle!" Stream called, "Wait up!"

The same blush of embarrassment flashed to her cheeks as soon as she was a hare-length away from the handsome tom.

"You think Stoneteller will be pleased?" she asked, batting her lashes at him.

He merely grunted in reply. Hollow disappointment filled her up like a pool in the Time of Freed Water. The Clan cat dangling from his jaws gave her a limp smile and blood trickled out of his mouth.

"Eagle!" Bubbles Covering Stream meowed in shock, "He's hurt!"

The big gray tabby tom roughly dropped the savior to the ground to inspect him. Ignoring the flow of blood from the young cat's chest, Eagle sniffed and replied, "He's fine."

"What's your name?" Stream asked the red tom gently.

"Gingerpaw," he coughed, wariness in his eyes and blood running from his mouth.

"We need to get him to Stoneteller," she reminded her Tribemate, turning to find him staring off into the distance.

Eagle turned abruptly and snatched the cat back up again, a pool of red liquid forming where Gingerpaw had rested.

Will he even make it to Stoneteller? Stream wondered grimly. Whether he's a Clan cat or not, we need him!

The Graces had been causing trouble for moons. Stealing prey, raiding the caught-prey pile, and wrecking havoc. Maybe the savior would fix their problems.

The camp of the Tribe of Falling Snow was drawing near. The savior would be able to fix all of their problems, Stream assured herself. Sighing, she entered their camp, and abruptly ran into Eagle's haunches. The gray tom had stopped. She peered past him.

"What happened?" Stream whispered.

Cats were laying injured on the floor of the cave, wailing in pain. Some were unrecognizable, they were bloody and battered. A white cat stained by blood padded up to them. Stoneteller.

"Where have you been?" Stoneteller hissed.

Eagle dipped his head, guilt flashing in his eyes. He sat down Gingerpaw and meowed, "We went to retrieve the savior."

"And you didn't stop to think that you would leave the Tribe vulnerable? The Graces are still a problem! You didn't think that they might have retaliated?"

Stream stepped forward. "We got the savior," she mewed limply, nodding at Gingerpaw.

"This isn't the savior!" Stoneteller snapped, "He's too….puny. How is a cat like him going to save us?"

"No," Stream insisted, "He is. Trust us."

"How can I trust you when my finest cave-guard left without permission? Along with a she-cat whose love has blinded her!"

Heat rose to Stream's cheeks as Eagle glanced at her.

"That's not true!" Stream protested.

"If that's not true, then what is?" Stoneteller sighed, a distant look appearing in his eyes.

Heyy! Rando review time! Btw, as you read this, imagine me crying into my hands because WE'RE STILL NOT OUT OF THE MOUNTAINS!

Grayshadow Warrior- Heyyy! Yeah, I can't kill off Daypaw! *dark, deep voice* at least not yet! Muahahaha! And I'm really looking forward to Gingerpaw's development as well. Thank you so much for reviewing and might I add that I love "When Gray Gets Bored" That was amazing.

MedicineCatsRule- Any review is important, trust me! It means a lot to me that you take time out of you day just to leave a review! And, for the record, that's really impressive how fast you read :P. Thank you so much for reviewing!

Mintflight0245- Guess what? I had a sandwich today! Haha, I was going to have chicky nuggets, but I was like, No, I'm posting today. I have to have a sandwich! My gosh, you're right. Peanut butter is just amazing. Whoever invented PBJ was a genius! (Also, I looked it up. :P It was Julia Davis Chandler) S/O to Paul Welch for creating jelly, Marcellus Gilmore Edson for creating peanut butter, and Otto Frederick Rohwedder for creating the bread slicing machine! And HOPEFULLY Gingerpaw won't get killed. I don't even know the ending to this story.

Also, in case you were wondering, which I'm sure you weren't, I learned a new fact yesterday! As I'm sure you know, you can't see Vampires in mirrors, because old mirrors were backed with silver. BUUUT, modern mirrors use aluminum for the reflective backing, so YAYYY! We can see Vampires in mirrors! Y'know, just in case you were wondering :P

Anyhoo, hope you enjoyed the story and happy reading!

~Poppyfrost123