Heyyo, Duskpool back with chapter three! Sorry I didn't update sooner, sports-which I have practiced for volleyball every day after school- and school has broken into my free time...But that doesn't matter, I will try to update again soon, but I don't know what's gonna pop up, if anything does.

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Dappledleafthebootieful -I had to delete the book, then re-upload my story because it wouldn't let me add any chapters or go into it at all...That's why you can't see your reviews. Sorry :/

BluestartheleaderofWildclan -Thanks! I'm glad you like it. And here you go, another update!

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The voice rang in her ears, threatening to make her go deaf. "Shortfur!" She kept repeating the voice in her mind as the she-cat easily jumped over the stream and stood a mouse-length away from her. Shortfur let out a growl, and the cat backed up, but looked unafraid.

"Shortfur?" The cat said, a nervous tint to her mew. "Don't you remember me?" She asked, eyes going wide. Shortfur remembered her alright, but shook her head anyways, words seemingly not forming.

"It's me, Nettelfang, your sister? How can you not remember me, you only left five days ago?" The she-cat said, laying her ears on her head, questions flashing through her eyes. Shortfur said nothing but stared at Nettelfang, anger brewing behind her own eyes.

"Atlas says you can come back," She mewed weakly but forcefully, cowering a little under the stare of Shortfurs burning eyes.

"Tell Atlas," Shortfur spat, clawing the ground. "I don't need him to tell me I can come back. That place isn't my home anymore, and there's nothing he can do about it!" Shortfur growled, rage and anger seeping off her pelt and clear as the fear in Nettelfangs eyes.

"B-but we miss you," Nettelfang said, hope lost in her voice.

"Well, I don't miss you guys," She said evenly, tearing her claws out of the ground. "Now leave." She spat, sinking her claws in the ground once again to stop herself from attacking the cowardly she-cat.

"You can't make me do anything," Nettelfang said, the fear in her eyes melting into sorrow. She took a step forward and flicked her tail in defiance.

"Don't push me," Shortfur sneered, laying her ears flat on her head.

"You won't hurt me," She said, looking very confident. Shortfur stared at her, and she knew she was right, although anger at her sister still controlled her mind.

"Why won't I? After all, you never said anything at my exile. A true sister wouldn't let their sister just get thrown out of their clan!" Shortfur growled, lashing her tail at her sister's new confidence.

"You won't hurt me," She said again, holding her ground at Shortfur took a step towards her.

"Get lost, a pretty she-cat like your shouldn't be out here alone, or cat's like me will change your pretty features," Shortfur hissed, taking another threatening step towards her.

"Oh, Shortfur, as if I would come out here alone! How mouse-brained do your really think I am?" Nettelfang said, returning to her normal tone. With that, two cats stepped out of the bushes across the stream, and Shortfur narrowed her eyes, hatred coursing through her pelt. She recognized the two of them in a heartbeat, and she was shocked as to who came.

They jumped over in sync, landing next to Nettelfang.

"Shortfur," Atlas said, his brown, black and white fur shining in the moonlight.

"You," She hissed, preparing herself to jump at the tom who exiled her, ruining her future. She narrowed her eyes as the other cat, a grey and white she-cat, stepped in front of Atlas, shielding him from her view.

"Don't even think about it," The she-cat said, in which she recognized as Cloudpaw.

"Move you flea pelt, this is between me and Atlas, not a mouse-brained apprentice," She hissed, taking her claws out of the ground.

"Actually, it's Cloudspot, and you can't make me do anything," She hissed back, although fear shown brightly in her eyes. Shortfur snorted and brought up a paw and lashed out with sheathed claws at the she-cats face. Cloudspot recoiled at the blow, staggering to the side as she glared at Shortfur with fear-filled eyes.

"Next time my claws won't be sheathed," Shortfur hissed, walking up to Atlas, who started at her with even eyes.

"You had no right to do such a thing," he said in his usual tone, although his tail lashed back and forth, stirring leaves on the ground.

"You had no right to throw me out!" Shortfur hissed, filled with new rage at the toms even mew. "Don't think for a second that you won't pay for what you did," She growled, staring the tom down with hate-filled eyes.

"I have come back to collect you for our Clan. We are changing a few things and need more cat's like you to be among our ranks." Atlas said, completely dismissing what she had said with a flick of his ear. Shortfur stared in shock, flexing her claws into the ground.

"Collect me?" Shortfur spat, lips drawn back in a snarl. "You don't just get to collect me like I'm some toy that needs to be played with! I will never be among you cowardly ranks again, and I'm glad you threw me out of that disgusting place!" She said, feeding off of the fear scent that now wafted from Atlas.

"Nettelfang, Cloudspot, please leave, this is between me and Shortfur, do not come back," Atlas said, standing up, fear-scent still present. The two she-cats glanced at each other with worried looks, but obeyed him nothing less.

"You can't stop me from coming back if you are being attacked," Nettelfang said as she slid past Atlas. He curtly nodded, eyes still staring blankly at Shortfur.

"Why is it that you hate me?" Atlas said after Nettelfang and Cloudspot left. Shortfur hissed, lashing her tail.

"Because you threw me out of the clan!" She said hissing. "Why is it that you need to come back and collect me?" She said, voice even. Atlas stared at her and shook his head.

"I'm afraid I can't tell you that. If you really want to know, you will have to come back with me. Your clanmates and I have suffered severely since you have been gone, and we need someone who has your skill to protect us from what lies in the mountains. If you do not wish to come back with me, I will have no trouble calling Nettelfang and Cloudspots back to take you by force." he said, lifting his head higher and narrowing his eyes at Shortfur.

"By force?" Shorfur hissed, becoming angry once again. He nodded, flexing his muscles. "You think you can just come back and take me back to protect a Clan that did nothing but give me hatred! I despise that so-called Clan of yours, and if you believe that you can just take me back, then you would be mistaken." She said, lashing her tail and laying her ears flat.

"I will have no problem doing this, and it seems that you do not wish to come back to your home, so it seems that I will have to take you back myself." He said, his eyes losing all fear, replaced by confidence as Shortfur welled with anger.

"How about we have an even fight., one on one. Whoever wins get to choose what happens with the other cat." Shortfur said, regaining herself, not letting the tom get under her fur, as he was trying to do. He looked at her, eyes now glinted with fear as thought about his answer.

"Fine, win by all means?" He said after a heartbeat of hesitation, and Shortfur snorted her agreement, getting tired of the talk.

Shortfur bolted forward, quick as lightning and slashed out with her front paws, connecting to the toms muzzle. He recoiled at the sudden pain, but jerked forward, meeting her claws head on. Shortfur noted his foolishness and lashed at one of his eyes. He ducked under the blow and forced his head under Shortfur's stomach, then abruptly stood up, sending her flying a fox tail-length away.

She landed on her side with a huff as the breath was knocked out of her. Atlas was above her within a few heartbeats, slashing at her exposed belly. She reared up with her back paws, hitting his hindquarters and he tumbled over, landing on his nose. She quickly found her footing and stood her ground as he licked the blood from his nose.

"You would be a great addition to my Clan, you know," He hissed through gritted teeth, red blood shining brightly against his white teeth. Shortfur snorted, narrowing her eyes at Atlas who bunched his muscles together in the beginning of a jump. He launched himself at Shortfur, who reared up and met his stomach with her claws. She tore at his stomach as he fell from the air and landed on his back.

"You will be a great addition to the stars," Shorfur hissed as she sank her claws into the toms soft underbelly. He screeched in pain as blood welled from around her claws, spilling onto the now torn up grass.

She leaned forward, jaws opening up to take the tom's neck into her mouth, but couldn't as teeth wrapped around her scruff, and was yanked off of the tom, claws tearing apart his skin. She lashed out with all four paws, but didn't manage to connect with anything but air.

She got dragged away from the suffering tom and got dropped onto the ground with a huff. Anger burning up inside of her, she twisted around to see who tore her away from her opponent.

"Hey, Shortfur. Good to see you again," She heard, and she jerked around to see deep blue eyes enveloped by black fur staring at her.

Soo, what do you think? Yea, I know, this chapter is soooo short...But I guess I didn't need to write a lot to have what I wanted to happen, happen...If that makes any sense. O well, please tell me what you think and I will try to write in any of my free time and update asap

~Duskpool