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"Where could she be? Where? She wouldn't just leave! I know Leo Ginger better than that!" Said Orangepelt distressed. The clan had noticed that something was defiantly up since Leo Ginger hadn't come back since five days ago when she left. Not only that but Taurus Blue had disappeared, and so had one of Orangepelt's kits, Bluekit.
"Calm down." Redclaw said for the fifth time that evening. He could understand that she was worried, but it was getting rather annoying. He sighed and looked toward the entrance. Virgo Black, Darkclaw now, was off on patrol with three other cats. The only thing that was confirmed was that her scent stopped at Riverclan. Redclaw and the others had confirmed that Leo Ginger could swim. Some Thunderclan cats thought that she might've left to Riverclan. But then Darkclaw pointed out that Taurus Blue probably went wherever Leo Ginger did and Taurus Blue didn't like to swim. Firestar was also a strong supporter that Leo Ginger was taken against her will ever since the white and ginger she-cat had saved him a life when he was fighting Leopardstar.
"I know, I know..but I just - no!" Orangepelt suddenly yelled as her largest kit Stripekit had pinned one of Ferncloud's kits, Hollykit and was biting her ears rather fiercely. To make matters worse. Larchkit , Wetkit, Smallkit and Birchkit leaped over and attacked the poor she-kit. Stripekit backed up and surveyed the scene with a satisfied smirk. His tail was high as he simply licked a small paw and watched with glowing eyes as the four kits tormented the one kit.
But then he toppled as he felt his mother's paw hit the side of his head. It wasn't enough to hurt him, but enough to loose his balance. He look up at her innocently and tilted his head cutely. Orangepelt simply growled. "Stop picking on Hollykit, I've told you that many times already, now stop."
"Yes mother." Said Stripekit sourly he flicked his tail and went to batting a small pebble around, a frown on his face. Orangepelt watched him sadly. Her kit was turning even more aggressive as he grew. The light brown and dark brown striped tom snorted as Wetkit tried to go over and comfort him but was warned away with a small paw batted at him.
"That boy is getting harsher every time I see him." Murmured Ferncloud as she trotted toward the kits, giving Hollykit a gentle lick and glancing at Stripekit. Orangepelt nodded in agreement. Redclaw stayed silent, shrugging.
"Don't know what I am going to do with him." Sighed Orangepelt. "Any news?"
"Some. We met a Riverclan patrol and asked them about it. They said there was no scent of her on their border, her scents led right to the river and we have reason to believe she might've been dragged under." Ferncloud said slowly. "We asked Windclan also and its rather unlikely she'd even be accepted in Shadowclan. We can check at the next gathering. But we found something rather strange at the end of the River. The scent of her, mingled with two strange cats. I asked Darkclaw and he couldn't identify either of them. I'm sorry."
"No problem." Orangepelt sighed, closing her eyes briefly. It was clear she was struggling to accept that her friend was gone. Despite how she might've acted before she still loved Leo Ginger as a sister. Leo Ginger had led the cats here to this new life, she ought to be grateful. Redclaw sighed as he got up, he brushed against Orangepelt comfortingly and said gently. "Lets get something to eat, Ferncloud will watch the kits."
Orangepelt looked at Ferncloud and the pale gray she-cat nodded. She sighed and let Redclaw lead her off to the fresh-kill pile. But as she sat and looked at her mouse, she noticed that she really wasn't too hungry.
Leo Ginger woke up, dazed and uncertain. She looked around, trying to remember were she was. She instantly remembered when she saw that sleeping a few inches away curled in a ball was Hawkfrost, or Hawk as she discovered. She noted how strange this was. Hawk had always seemed fiercely loyal to Riverclan, only to be the king of another clan? And he didn't even think there was anything wrong with it! Frowning she got up as quietly as she could, feeling much more refreshed than she had a few hours ago.
It was dark, but not pitch. It seemed like a time of rest, the last hunters were entering the camp. Cats all around the camp sat, sharing tongues or talking. Kits and even Learners played together. Leo Ginger sighed, it was be impossible to leave with all these cats around. She felt even more downtrodden when two cats went to sit by the entrance, looking straight down the path that led away from the camp.
"Hi!" Said a friendly voice from behind her. Leo Ginger whipped around, eyes narrowed. The she-cat behind her was a calico female with blue silver eyes, almost like Hawk's. "Sorry to startle you, I'm Misty by the way, nice to meet you."
This was strange, a cat coming out of the blue to greet her. Leo Ginger knew Hawk must've put her up to this, but she might as well try and make friends, it didn't seem like she was going to be permitted to leave anytime soon. "Hello, I am Leo Ginger, pleasure to meet you Misty."
"Oh, your that knew cat that Moth and Hawk brought back, eh?" She still smiled. "Well, welcome to the Silent Moon Tribe."
"Don't know how long I'll be staying." She muttered darkly. Quickly closing her mouth, she hadn't meant to say that out loud!
"What do you mean?" Asked the calico she-cat. "Surely it isn't that bad, besides, there is someone you might want to meet."
Misty turned and bounded over to one of the many dens. She recognized it as the Front-Fighters den and guessed that Misty was a Front-Fighter. Misty went in and Leo Ginger followed. It was very large and open, a lot of space, she hadn't expected this. It was almost as big as Hawk's den. Leo Ginger gasped though when she saw who was conversing with two other cats.
"Taurus Blue!"
"Oh, Leo Ginger, your awake, I was a bit shocked when they told me what happened to you, but I'm glad your making a good recovery." Taurus Blue was looking happier than she had in days.
"What are you doing here?" Sputtered Leo Ginger, still trying to recover from the shock, she stood frozen as she glared at her clanmate. "What about Thunderclan? Orangepelt, Redclaw and Virgo Black?"
"Them? I couldn't stand it, especially after Virgo Black became Darkclaw." Growled Taurus Blue. "But these cats respect our beliefs, in fact I've been telling them about it. Ah, introductions though. This is Darkmoon," She nodded to a black queen with faint silver stripes. "And Wolf." A short haired dark gray tom with green eyes nodded to her.
"I cannot believe this." Said Leo Ginger faintly. "I cannot believe this."
"Neither can I!" Sighed Taurus Blue fondly. "Isn't this place wonderful!"
Leo Ginger glared at Taurus Blue, her fur bristled with anger. Eyes narrowed and muscles tensed, almost like she was going to attack the blue/gray she-cat. But she turned swiftly and stalked out of the den, head low, teeth gritting. All four cats watched her calmly.
"She'll get over it, don't worry." Muttered Taurus Blue as she turned her back to talk with her friends.
Darkclaw was in a hunting crouch, he'd pin pointed a mouse a few paw steps away. His eyes were narrowed in concentration. He made no move and the mouse seemed not to have noticed. He made one cautious step forward, he made not a sound as the paw hit the ground. He smirked lightly, then tensed. The mouse's head twisted slowly toward him. He darted out quickly with one paw and scooped up the mouse, catching it skillfully in his mouse, biting down hard to kill it.
He dug at the ground and dropped his kill, then covered it with dirt, he'd pick it up on his way back to the clan. He sighed, stretching as he looked around the forest, his home. Crack. Then his ears perked and his whisker twitched. Crunch. He turned toward where the sound was coming from. He crouched low, ready to spring. Out stepped a young black and white cat came calmly into the clearing.
"Are you the one they call Virgo Black?" Asked the tom.
"Darkclaw." He growled lowly. "You are intruding upon Thunderclan territory, state your name and business here!"
"Thickpaw, from the Silent Moon Tribe." Said the black and white tom simply. "Sad, sad, they convinced you to join their clan officially?"
"I will not answer than question." Hissed Darkclaw, his claws scraped at the ground beneath him, ready to spring at the apprentance sized tom. His ears perked as he tilted his head. "Silent Moon Tribe? What?"
"Yes, our Tribe live on the other side of the human village." Answered Thickpaw. "And King Hawk extends an invite to you to come join our tribe. Two of your friends have already complied with this and are quite happy there, you will be too."
"I am not leaving, this is my clan." Darkclaw snarled angrily. Upset that this tom was so calm and quiet, so easily spilling out everything, and yet Darkclaw could probably rip him to shreds. "Don't you know it is dangerous out here alone, especially for a young apprentance like yourself."
"I am young, but not a Learner, or apprentance as you call it." Thickpaw stated. He smiled gently and flicked his tail. "I have some friends that might just convince you to come."
Eight other cats seemed to melt from the bushes. Standing loyally behind Thickpaw. They were proud and strong, experienced warriors. Darkclaw felt a hint of nervousness as he looked at them all, afraid and unsure. Thickpaw sensed this and Darkclaw growled as he saw a flicker of amusement in the young cat's leering dark eyes.
"You have nothing to fear." Insisted Thickpaw. "These warriors will not attack if you come with us quietly. It really isn't that bad. They will not force you to change were I come from."
"Never." Growled Darkclaw. Without thinking he yowled loudly, he knew it could scare all the prey but he needed help. Thickpaw's eyes narrowed, he flicked his tail and two of the cats stepped forward.
"See if these cats don't change your mind." He sneered."Sting, Lavender, now!"
The bulky looking tom leaped at him, clawing him from the front. He tried to watch out of the corner of his eye as Lavender sneaked around the back of him. Darkclaw lashed out at Sting before turning to pounce the smaller she-cat. He would've gotten her had he not screeched as he felt Sting's talons claw his back mercilessly. The black tom's eyes glanced around wildly and confused. Once more he tried to attack Sting only to be pulled off by Lavender, roughly forced to the ground.
"So, have you decided?" Spat Thickpaw. The young black and white tom padded over at the was looking at the larger tom with pity. "Or would you like to try out the other 6, and surprisingly, those were only Front-Fighters, I'd like to see you take on the Elite."
Darkclaw's breathing was rough, he growled, having enough strength to try and push away Lavender and Sting who were holding him down. He backed up, but Thickpaw flicked his tail and two more cats blocked his way. He glared at Thickpaw defiantly. He felt like he was about to drop, but he whispered angrily. "Bring it on."
"You fool, I truly didn't want to do this. You know, Hawk asked me to bring you back as un harmed as possible, but no, stubborn. It was much easier to get Leo Ginger there." Sighed Thickpaw. "But if you insist."
The tom was once more about to flick his tail when a yowl interrupted. Thickpaw turned, quite alarmed as five cats came charging through the woods. Thickpaw and his unit were completely unprepared for the Thunderclan cats' attack. Darkclaw was relieved to see Mousefur, Redclaw, Grayfoot, Brackenfur and Brambleclaw leap onto the Silent Moon Tribe cats.
He growled at Thickpaw, but then smirked. He knew where Leo Ginger was. Glancing at Thickpaw he turned and dashed as fast as he could with his wounds, away and back to camp.
Thickpaw's eyes widened as he realized what he'd done. He yowled. "No, stop him!" But was quickly silenced as Brackenfur leaped him after ripping away from one of the Silent Moon cats. It was unevenly matched and the Thunderclan cats were losing. But they'd rescued Darkclaw and there work was over. With a warning growl, the Thunderclan cats turned tail and fled, leaving the Silent Moon cats batter, bleeding and shocked. Thickpaw had just spilled the secret, and the others seemed to realize this.
"You have no idea what you've done!" Growled a lithe reddish brown tom. "They will surely spill our secrets to the rest of the clan, maybe the other three clans as well."
"I didn't do it on purpose." Wheezed Thickpaw as he cowered under the slightly larger cat's glare. "How was I supposed to know those Thunderclan cats would come charging in?"
"You shouldn't have told him in the first place!" Hissed Lavender as she headed over to join the tom.
"And we know what Hawk wanted us to do with cats who spilled the secret?" Hissed a strong looking white she-cat who was now smirking.
"No, Snow wait! Please, no! No!" Thickpaw's eyes widened as he seemed to shrink. The eight cats closed in on his, forming a tight circle. There was no escape.
"Sorry, orders from the top." Growled Snow. She nodded and the cats all attacked the small black and white tom. And ear splitting wail was silenced as he disappeared under the mass of angry, hissing cats.
Also - I know many of you have been telling me how all these things are happening in Midnight and Moonrise. If you look at the first page of my fan fic it says that this happens right after Darkest Hour. Or in other words, Midnight and Moonrise never happened. So whatever happened in those two books does not count here.
And - some characters will be out of character, but sometimes I need to do that so that it will go along with the story. Trust me folks. I've read this series (new and old) ten times, each book, maybe even more. I know them all from the front cover to the "praise for warriors" thing in the back, so I'd really appreciate it if you'd stop pestering me about it, whatever you have to tell about it, I probably already know.
Finally - thanks to all my reviewers, trust me, it is only your support that keeps me writing, so thanks. This is your fan fic about as much as it is mine. Keep reviewing!