Disclaimer: I do not own warriors. You should know this.

I've missed two weeks in a row. Welp….

Ivystorm: Yeah, don't make the Chinese government shut down this fanfic. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) I generally assume that Snowfur is around ten at this age. (Which is why Bluefur is so "disgusted" with her relationship with Thistleclaw)

Muziccat91: Well, I'm kinda making Snowfur into a (For lack of a better word) "High Maintenance" girl, which is spontaneous in almost every way. (Ex: Her lack of control in her relationship with Thistleclaw). I can't say much due to plot points, but Snowfur is going to live a generally "normal" life for now... (Cackles in foreshadowing)

? August 9th, 1954

Chapter 13: Lost and Found

Stonepelt's POV:

"Watch out!" I yelled.

Sunstar ducked as a lazer shot above him. I sighed.

Compared to the DARK FOREST, our weapons were completely primitive.

(ｷo-o )o┏┳… (SC)

[I know Tawnyspots and Ottersplash are doing their best, but we need better weapons] ━╤デ╦︻(▼-▼#)~~ (DF)

"Who's Fox-Dung idea was this!" I yelled over the sound of our guns and their lasers.

"STARCLAN told me to do so!" Sunstar yelled.

Another blast of energy shot right next to me.

"We need to go! This is suicide!" I shouted. "Our operatives are being neutralized left and right!"

Sunstar stopped moving for a second, and eventually did the wise decision, and commanded, "STARCLAN RETREAT!"

"They've locked the door! We need some time to open it!" -Radio 2

"Fox-Dung." Sunstar spoke, "I'll hold them off! You guys get out! How long 'till we get out?"

"About a minute, Sir." -Radio 3

"I'll hold them off!" Sunstar yelled, raising his rifle.

I thought of my duty, and his importance...

┌(メo o) o┏┳[and did the right thing]

"Get Back!" Sunstar commanded as I stood in front of him and pushed him behind me.

"Stonepelt, What are you doing?!" Sunstar shouted

"Sir. I will hold them off. You go on ahead. The MI-6 needs you." I reloaded my gun.

"This was my idea! I will go down!" He explained.

"Better I die than you. I don't have much left to live for." I saluted.

"What about your children?" He asked though the sound of bullets.

[One of them hates me, the other avoids the house] (メo o)=З

"GO!" I shoved him back and charged forwards. "FOR STARCLAN!"

I ran through the makeshift defenses firing my gun at the defenders.

Then, a bullet hit me. I staggered for a bit, but the damage gave me adrenaline. Grabbing a grenade, I threw it at a sniper on a balcony.

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Another bullet hit me, and I fell on my knees.

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A shock I was too familiar with ran through my body.

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Before I blacked out I heard one last thing.

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"And another one bites the dust."

- Two weeks later -

Bluefur's POV:

It has been two weeks since my dad abandoned us.

It's kinda odd that he just left us without any final words or instructions. What's even more odd is that Snowfur actually gave some respect to him. Maybe it's some "Missing/Dead" phenomenon, maybe it's an eccentricity of the mind, who knows?

For the time being, Snowfur and I had been living at Rosetail's place. However, all of us knew we were overstaying our welcome.

"Hey Snowfur and Bluefur! Come into the car!" Thistleclaw yelled.

"Coming!" Snowfur yelled.

I was half expecting Fuzzypelt to yell, "That's what she said!"

Clearly, Thistleclaw was thinking the same thing. Rosetail, however, was giving him disapproving stare.

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"That's what she said?"

[Really Thistleclaw?] (◞‸◟；)

"Sorry..."

"Hurry up kids!" Rosetail's dad yelled.

"Got it!" Rosetail yelled.

We crammed into the old car, and Rosetail's dad backed out of the driveway.

Thistleclaw and Snowfur began talking about cars or something. However, I could hear optimism from Thistleclaw. Too much optimism. Like he was trying to hide something.

I threw that thought out of my head, and stared at the buildings outside the window pass by.

We crossed into the Riverclan sector, and drove up a hill. The first thing I saw was a sign saying, "Berlin Orphanage."

Mouse-dung.

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To be fair, I did see that coming.

We pulled into the nearly empty parking lot, and Snowfur innocently asked, "Where are we?"

Thistleclaw then groaned, "Dad.."

"My word is final." His dad responded sternly.

We all got out of the car, and Rosetail pulled me behind the car.

"So, Bluefur. I know you will handle this better than you sister, due to your sangfroid personality, but-"

"I know, I saw the orphanage sign outside. I won't hold this against you."

"Phew. That was a lot easier than I anticipated."

"No worries. It has been completely generous of you to house us for two weeks. Thank you for that."

We walked towards the entrance of the orphanage, and while walking, I saw Snowfur crying while Thistleclaw embraced her.

つ( . •́ _ʖ •̀ . )つ (/□＼*)・ﾟﾟ･｡

... ┐(ﾟ～ﾟ)┌ [Cry-baby]

I walked inside, and I got a greeting from a lady at the counter.

"Hello! How are you?" She said with enthusiasm.

"Well, thank you." Rosetail responded pleasantly.

"Are you here to tour the orphanage?" She smiled.

"Uhh… Sure!" Rosetail responded.

"Great!" The lady sighed as she got out of the booth.

We walked through the halls. There seemed to be a lack of children, besides some mopping the floor. Normally, you would think that an urban population would have an overcrowded orphanage, but not this one I guess.

"Where are the children?" I asked.

"In the Shadowclan sector." The lady sighed, "Ever since the shadow cats split berlin, half of the population is on the other side. We've suggested a plan to transfer orphans, but Clawlin (Stalin) won't, and never will bargain with the 'Capitalist Kittypets.'"

"That's a shame." Rosetail related, "I mean, can't the Shadowcats just agree on some kind of decency?"

"I know, right!" The lady responded.

For the rest of the tour, Rosetail and the lady kept talking about politics and stuff, so I excused myself and walked back to the entrance.

Snowfur seemed to have calmed down by now, and Rosetail's dad was casually handing a paper to the clerk.

"Mister, I'll need you to sign here, here and here." The clerk said.

"Okay." Rosetail's dad gave a posh signature, and the clerk gave him a thank you.

"Here, follow me kids." The lady said.

"Got it." I responded, following her.

"Are you going to follow us, young sir?" The clerk asked.

"No, I'm his son." Thistleclaw explained.

"Are you giving half of your children to the orphanage because you don't want to keep them?!" The lady raised her voice at Rosetail's dad.

"No," Rosetail's dad responded casually, "This is my biological child, and these are just some children who I took care of once their parents …. Disappeared."

"Sure…" The lady didn't looked convinced, but took us each by the hand, and led us to a room.

"This is your room." She pointed to a room, and handed us a piece of paper warped in some kind of a transparent thingy. "Here's the schedule. The back of it is a map. Enjoy."

She left us, and I stared at the schedule.

(- - ) [Great costumer service, I suppose]

Free time ends in an hour or so, judging by the clock on the wall.

"We've got one hour of free time, Snowfur."

"Got it." She said, strolling out of the room and looking at her map.

[...]

Well, I guess I'm all alone.

I stared at the map. Where do I want to go…

I eventually chose to go to the library, which I immediately indulged myself in the assortment of sudoku books.

- 10 puzzles later -

"AHA! You thought you could have fooled me, but I know that there's a 3 there. Checkmate, Sucker!" I yelled. Normally, that would give me some strange looks from the rest of the people reading. However, It seemed like they were used to it.

A sound coming from the speakers announced, "Dinner time."

A couple of groans filled the library, and people began shuffling towards the exit. I looked at my map and stumbled my way to the cafetorium, where I found Snowfur. I cut in front of people to stand next to my sister, but the people behind me did not complain, for some reason. I quietly overheard Snowfur's conversation with a woman, around high school age.

"- but people here don't like it, It's crazy! At least they should try to pretend to like it."

"I see. Oh, hello, Bluefur! Bluefur, this is Whiteye. Whiteye, Bluefur." Snowfur introduced me.

"Nice to meet you." I shook her hand.

"Nice to meet you too." She smiled. There was something weird about her smile, but I couldn't decipher it.

"Oh, bye the way Blu-"

"Moveeeee." People behind us complained.

"Okay." Whiteye stared at them.

We walked to the lunch counter, and took a tray.

As we sat down at an empty table, I asked, "What were you going to talk about?"

Snowfur opened her mouth, but Whiteye's interjected.

(メ o) {I'm blind in my right eye}

[Oh]

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Why does every American I meet is broken?

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"It's fine, I've dealt with it before." Whiteye spoke. "It doesn't really bother me. If you call me One-eye, on the other hand…"

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"Well... I didn't see that coming." I spoke.

"THAT WHAT SHE SAiddddd….." yelled a familiar voice behind me.

I turned around, and saw a horrified look on Fuzzypelt's face.

I'm really bad at keeping my schedule... (^^) ;

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I'll move it to every Tuesday, then. Mondays if I'm feeling good.

-Bye!