The sun crept into the sky, the ground was wet with dew and the air smelled moist. Spottedleaf had crept out of the Nursery after she was sure Bluekit was asleep. Instead of going to the Warriors den, she went hunting, hoping to sharpen her killing skills so that she could one day get revenge on the evil Mangledstar.

She returned with a huge chaffinch in her mouth, she layed it on the Fresh Kill pile, and chose a small prarie hen for herself. She munched, thinking of the prophecy, of the kit, and of her revenge. She watched as Bluekit sulked out of the den and to the pile. She chose the smallest vole she could find and chewed half-heartedly, her mind not there with her body.

That day a new deputy was to be chosen, so Mangledstar called the cats to the High Rock. Spottedleaf was suprised when a cat she had never seen before walked up to Mangledstar and stood beside him.

"This is Tatteredfur, and he will be the new deputy," said Mangledstar

Growls ofamusement and disapointmentcame from the cats.

"He is my brother." came Mangledstar's hiss.

Instead of growls this time came gasps.

"B-b-brother!" asked Patchpelt

"Brother." confirmed Mangledstar

Mangledstar turned, his ebony colored pelt shining as he displayed the rugged deputy. His build was lean, his fur was a ruddy color, and his eyes were copper. His tail was bushier and fuller then the fur on his body, he was a shorthaired cat anyway. Spottedleaf knew he looked strong...and...handsome in some ways.

"Thank you, Mangledstar." said Tatteredfur

"And I hope you'll serve ThunderClan well." said Mangledstar

"I will." replied the new deputy.

Spottedleaf wondered if he would be as evil as Mangledstar, and for her sake and the clan's she hoped not.

Oh StarClan, have you forsaken us?

The moon rose across the crimson hued sky. The stars had a fade to them, none of the clans could figure out what it meant. Spottedleaf ran to Bluekit's den.

"Bluekit?" she called...no answer. She called again, but still the little cat gave no reply.

"Patchpelt! Hurry!"

Soona search party was out for Bluekit. They yowled into the forest. Even Mangledstar searched, but Spottedleaf wondered if he had anything to do with this.

"Can I come along?" Redpaw asked, bouncing along near Spottedleaf

She hesitated, "Alright, but stick by me."

They searched for the small blue kitten everywhere, Spottedleaf was beginning to grow weiry when...

"Meow."

Spottedleaf turned to see Bluekit, with a big mouse in her mouth. She ran to the kit and picked her up by the scruff. The little cat refused to let go of her prey. She carried the kit back to camp. Redpaw ran ahead.

"Bluekit!" hissed Spottedleaf harshly, "It's against the Warrior Code for kits to hunt!"

Bluekit gave a small muffled reply.

"Just put it in the Fresh Kill pile!"

Bluekit trotted over to it and happily put it inbetween a chaffnich and a vole. She seemed pleased with herself. Spottedleaf gave a yowl that sounded across the forest.

The search parties began returning. Some grumbling about all the work it took to find one kit.

"Don't you EVER do that again!" hissed Spottedleaf to the kit, who still had a mischivious grin plastered on her face.

The sun had begun to set, all of the cats retried to their dens. It was quiet.

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