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Chapter 5

Thrushpaw swiftly glanced around the clearing, before racing across to the dirt-place tunnel. Mouse-dung! He hissed inwardly as he careened into a bramble bush. Now I have probably thorns all over me! He glanced at his fur, surprised to see only a couple of brambles sticking to the edges of his long, fluffy fur. He shook out his pelt, and continued after Rainpaw.

Thrushpaw sniffed the ground, trying to pick up her scent. It was just clinging to a fern bush. So she went this way... He raised his head in the direction she went. "The WindClan border." He mewed aloud, mystified. Thrushpaw padded slowly forwards, trying to find her trail, then began to sprint as it led steadily towards the border.

He slowed to a halt as he heard rustling in a holly bush. "Fox-dung!" A cat cried from inside. "I missed it!" Rainpaw came backing out from the bush, her tortoiseshell fur sticking up everywhere. "Stupid rabbit." She muttered, and began to lick her paws. Thrushpaw glanced around awkwardly, then let out a small cough. Rainpaw spun around, neck fur sticking up. Then she relaxed as she spotted Thrushpaw, although her tail still bristled.

"Er... Hi Thrushpaw." She meowed. "What are you doing here? I was just hunting." She seemed to add on the last part very quickly. Thrushpaw again felt as though she was not telling the full truth.

"Same as you." He angled his ears toward the holly bush. "I suppose you lost a rabbit."

Rainpaw sighed plaintively. "It was a nice, plump one too. It could have fed the queens."

Thrushpaw tensed, scenting that the rabbit had returned. "You can have a chance to get it back now." He dropped into a crouch, Rainpaw doing the same. "Wait here. I'll sneak around and drive it to you." Rainpaw nodded, then flattened herself even further to the ground.

Thrushpaw placed one paw slowly after another, carefully attempting to step on the leaf-mold without making it crackle. The rabbit was feeding on a few leaves, ears twitching as it listened for danger. Well, Rabbit. He thought, still stalking, You will find the danger. Suddenly he let out a ferocious snarl and landed directly behind the rabbit. It shot him one terrified glance and pelted away, straight for Rainpaw's claws. It let out a shrill squeal, and he heard Rainpaw yowl triumphantly through a mouthful of fur. "I got it!"

Thrushpaw dashed up to his sister. "Great job! I'll come with you back to the camp, if you'd like." He wanted to see Rainpaw's reaction.

Regret flashed briefly in her eyes, and she glanced around to the WindClan border. "I was going to hunt more, but I suppose..." She turned around and padded in the direction of camp, tail flicking with annoyance. Thrushpaw watched her carefully. The way her eyes had looked sadly at the border, how her trail had led directly to it, how her tail was now dragging in the dust. Something was definitely wrong. And whatever that is, he vowed, I will get to the bottom of it.


Rainpaw's POV

Rainpaw seethed with annoyance and regret. She had been on her way to see Stormpaw, and had decided to hunt along the way. But her nosy brother had obviously decided to follow her. Luckily he had found her before she had met with Stormpaw, so she didn't have to explain what she was doing hanging out with a WindClan tom. Thrushpaw was padded behind her now, stumbling every now and then with the weight of the rabbit.

She sniffed and raised her head, unwilling to show her emotions. But Thrushpaw had probably seen it anyways. She sighed, losing her feisty demeanor for a moment. I guess I'll have to see him after the Gathering tomorrow. If I'm even going. She followed the path into camp and stepped into the ravine. Everything was quiet and peaceful, the chilly leaf-fall night air wreathing around Rainpaw. She welcomed the clear, crisp air into her lungs, feeling it ruffle her fur and fill her pelt.

Thrushpaw teetered over to the almost-empty fresh-kill pile, and dropped the rabbit on top. Rainpaw snorted as he tripped over a squirrel and careened to the floor, bumping his nose. "Ow." He muttered, and drew himself to his paws. "I'm going back to my nest." He muttered to Rainpaw, staring at her through narrowed eyes. Rainpaw felt confusion bubble up inside her. What was that all about?!

Thrushpaw had already reached the den, and Rainpaw soon followed him. He was still looking at her through slitted eyes, the fainest gleam in them.

Rainpaw decided to ignore him and settled down into her nest. She rested her tail over her nose, and looked up at the stars. They were peeking through leaves, shining as brightly as ever. Goodnight. She mewed inwardly, showing a huge yawn to Thrushpaw. He rolled his eyes, then closed his lids. Rainpaw let herself sink into the depths of sleep, darkness overtaking her mind.

Rainpaw was loping across an unending hill. It steadily sloped upwards, becoming more jagged and rocky and she ran. Suddenly she came to an abrupt halt. She was surrounded by thorns on all sides. The sun shone down on her back, scorching and hot. A burning scent tickled her nose. The sun was shooting its rays at a nearby thorn bush, alighting it on fire. Suddenly the whole bush was caught aflame, blazing and surrounding her on all sides. As the flames attacked her fur, pain seared her body and filled her vision. A voice whispered in her ear, filled with sorrow and fear. "Beware the blazing sun." It subsided, until it was no more than a breath. "For even though it brings warmth, it can also bring scorching flames."

Suddenly the dream ended, leaving Rainpaw breathless and shocked. Wha... What. Was. That?! She thought, fear trickling through her pelt. Eyes blinked at her from the corner of the den. "You okay?" Rainpaw nodded.

"Just a dream." She muttered, and licked a paw. The eyes narrowed at her. They were ice blue. Freezing. And startling. And unfamiliar. Whose were they? Definitely not any of her Clan's or Stormpaw's eyes. Suddenly the cat snarled and slashed his claws at her flank, glinting white in the dim moonlight. Rainpaw gasped and leaped back, only just avoiding the claws. Suddenly countless other eyes opened, malice flashing in them. They leaped on Rainpaw and pinned her down. She was only able to yowl one sentence before they covered her mouth with a tail.

"ThunderClan! We're under attack!"

And cue the cliffhanger!