Hey guys! Avery here! I wanted to say, I'm so sorry for not posting. I have been so busy with everything lately. Believe it or not, I just entered Middle School, and it has been hard to transition. I also went into a writing slump, and I didn't work on my other book. So here's the chapter, and I'm SO glad to be up and running! If you want, feel free to ask questions, and I will have them answered next chapter. Please review to help me write better. Thank you so much! Enjoy!

"Reedpelt! Reedpelt!"

I shouldered through the mass of cats, who were trying to see Fogpaw. I ignored hisses telling me to watch where I'm going. My mind was fixed on Reedpelt. I scanned for a light brown tabby.

There!

Standing next to Widestep was Reedpelt. The tom looked confused. Wasting no time, I sprinted over. I bounded easily over the grassy floor.

Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in my tail, and I tripped.

What in the Name of Starclan?

I opened my eyes, and found myself staring at Leafpaw.

"You're going nowhere." She snarled dangerously. Terror flooded over me, and I knew that if I wasn't careful, I could blow my chances at the prophecy. She pinned me down, and my underbelly was exposed. Her claws were unleashed, and she began to raise her paw…

Think!

Then it came to me. As fast as I could, I slammed my paw into her eye.

"OWWWWROUR!" She shrieked. She fell off me and glared at me with one eye. She charged at me, and I darted to the side, and gave her a sharp head-butt. Leafpaw staggered, and I wasted no time.

"Reedpelt!" I called. This time, he heard me and turned to me. He trotted over.

The camp was very loud, which I decided was good, so nobody would pay attention to Reedpelt and me.

"Follow me!" I hissed when he caught up.

"Bu- "

"Just follow me!" I snapped angrily. He got the picture. I pelted towards the camp exit with Reedpelt on my tail. Herontooth, who was suppoded to be on night duty, was with Fogpaw, who was her son.

I easily slipped through the exit, but I didn't stop. I kept running, until I reached the Ancient Oak.

Panting, I looked over my shoulder. Reedpelt was just catching up, breathing hard.

"So. What w-was that for." He breathed.

"We have to leave now." I hissed. His eyes glowed.

"Why?" He yelped.

I debated telling him the truth.

"Leafpaw is trying to get me exiled! She's going to tell Applestar that I tried to kill Fogpaw!" I yelped.

"Why would she do that?" He asked, one eyebrow raised. "She said she would, and she hates me!" I hissed. "Oh, she also sort of tried to kill me."

Reedpelt's eyes blazed with shock, but he didn't reply. Instead, the light brown tabby beat down to gently lick my shoulder.

I purred, but shook him off after a moment.

"We really have to go." I whispered. He nodded solemnly. "But do we really have to leave, just like that?"

"Yes!" I snapped.

He rolled his eyes playfully.

There's no time to be playful!

I padded to the side of the giant tree and looked out.

"Any ideas of where to go, one who knows all?"

"Uhhh…" I began.

He has me there.

"Let's go to the barn."

"The one where Daisy's friends used to live?" Asked Reedpelt.

"Yea, it's far off the territory, and I don't think Thunderclan would look there." I started off, and teeth grabbed my scruff.

"Mousebrain! They'll follow your scent!" Reedpelt.

Foxdung.

I let Reedpelt lead me to a patch of ferns. After some rolling around, we both could no longer smell anything but ferns.

"I think we're good." I meowed. Reedpelt looked up. It was hard to see in the dark, but I could see several ferns plastered to his face.

"Let's go Fernface." I purred.

He looked up, amusement glimmering in his eyes. He dug his paw into the Earth and scooped some dirt. Then he flung it at my face.

"I might be Fernface, but you're Dirtface!" He laughed. I laughed too, and then I sprinted off.

"Come on turtle-cat!"

I yelled. I looked over my shoulder. Reedpelt was frozen. His eyes read pure fear.

Oh no, now what?

I turned back around.
Honeywind!

The golden she cat's silhouette illuminated in the dark.

"Honeywind, no!" I cried.

The bushes ruffled behind her. A sleek cat slid out. She looked exactly like me, but slimmer.

"You're going nowhere, Uglykit."

Leafpaw!