A/N
Guest(Shorty): Your review actually inspired me to offer an au for this story! The indepth explanation is in the end of chapter A/N! There's no need for having anxiety, but if you're uncomfortable with reviewing with your account, that's okay. I totally understand having anxiety (I have it)
WARNING: This chapter contains gore with in depth description you may not be comfortable.
Dustsnow stared down at her two kits, barely a few days old. She narrowed her eyes. Why should she be there for her kits if her parents weren't there for her? They had died!
"Thornyflower, I'm going out. Care for these two." Dustsnow growled, standing up. The older queen snorted softly.
"Are you ever going to name them? Kits aren't so bad, Dustsnow." Thornyflower purred as she watched her two sons scuffle in a play fight a few fox-lengths beyond her.
"No. If my mom wasn't there, I won't." Dustsnow huffed, as if it was obvious. Thornyflower rolled her eyes.
"Right, that illness from Melody." Thornyflower groaned. It was so long ago!
"No, not Melody! Hawkpool! It's her fault! If she hadn't killed Melody, then the sickness would never have had happened!" Dustsnow whirled around, hissing.
Thornyflower flattened her ears. "You're being lame, Dustsnow. You have the opportunity to be a mother for your kits, and you're choosing to abandon them. Flowerbreeze didn't chose to die!"
Dustsnow's tail twitched. "Then have Stripeface name them!"
Hawkpool took my parents from me… So I'll take something dear to her. Her father has StarClan knows how many lives, so he's off the list, and Sandfern is a queen so I'll never be able to encounter her… Oh, wait! I have just the two candidates…
…
Dustsnow couldn't help but grin in a sick glee as she teetered along the ThunderClan border, and then crossed it.
She walked casually along, purposefully leaving her scent along every brush and tree she could see. The thick forestry soon thinned out and revealed the river.
"Hey, you shouldn't be here!"
Dustsnow's face contorted into an unnerving grin. She turned around, facing the cat. "Oh, shouldn't I, dear Rainstorm?"
The deputy pulled back in uncertainty. "Who are you?"
"The cat who sent you to StarClan." Dustsnow laughed, lunging forward to his blind side, and sinking her teeth into his throat. But she didn't stop there.
Dustsnow tore into his underbelly, ripping open the flesh to where she was practically holding his guts in her paws. And she laughed.
Blood pooled around them, Rainstorm gurgling on his own blood, unable to form words fully. "Wh-why?" He choked, looking angry and sorrowful.
Dustsnow paused, licking his hot blood off a paw. "Because it's fun!" She giggled. "Well, actually, it's your sister. I'm making her suffer!"
Rainstorm's lips twitched in a snarl. "I-" He started, but Dustsnow shoved him back to the ground, drawing her tongue over her blood soaked teeth in pleasure.
"You're so much more fun when you're quietly dying." Dustsnow rolled her eyes, unsheathing her claws into his throat and ripping it out with her teeth. She gnawed on it for a while, and when he went limp under her grasp, she pulled back. Dustsnow grinned wickedly. She suddenly stopped, looking around keenly.
"Now, where's that Jaytalon?" She cackled, standing on the tips of her toes. Out of the corner of her eye, a flash of dark brown fur across the RiverClan border grabbed her attention.
Dustsnow leapt into the river, the blood washing off her fur and staining the water a pinkish. "Pretty, pretty, kitty!" She said in a psychotic, sing-songy voice as she climbed out the water and peeked over the boulder the cat was hiding behind.
"Oh, you're Birchpaw!" Dustsnow realized. "Hm, you're one of Hawkpool's sons, oh, how perfect!" She grinned sickly, her black lips peeled back to reveal the very teeth she'd used to slaughter Rainstorm.
Birchpaw hopped to his paws, fear in his eyes as he tried to scramble away. Dustsnow made a clicking noise with her tongue, as if shaming him for fleeing. "Tsk, tsk, tsk, Birchpaw. Didn't daddy ever teach you to never run from a battle?"
Birchpaw whirled around, panting in terror as Dustsnow pinned him down, holding him by the neck and chest. "Oh, wait, that's right. You don't have a daddy. Well, neither do I. Your mother killed my parents!" She leaned in close to Birchpaw's ear, her soft breath blowing his ear fur. "Now I'm going to kill you."
Birchpaw writhed under Dustsnow's grasp, yipping in fright as she neared his throat with her claws, sunlight glinting off the sharpened edges.
Birchpaw quivered in fear, letting out a squeak of pain as she drew blood. He bent his head to the side and dug his teeth into her foreleg, biting down as hard as he could. He could've swore he hit bone.
Dustsnow withdrew her paw, crying out in shock. She hissed, shifting her weight to her left side. Birchpaw jumped to his paws, circling her. Without warning, Dustsnow swerved to his side, Birchpaw dodging, but out of nowhere, she changed direction and had him pinned down again.
Birchpaw grunted in pain, squirming as she draw her claws over his throat. It was a shallow cut, but bleeding nonstop. It would be a painful death. Dustsnow giggled to herself, chomping down on his throat again.
Birchpaw coughed blood. It splattered on the pale green forest floor, tainting its beauty. He sprang at his attacker, shoving her into the boulder and snagging a clump of her fur in his claws. She yelped out agony, narrowing her dark blue eyes.
Birchpaw scrambled up, beginning into a sprint, but he winced as Dustsnow chomped down on his tail, yanking him backwards to her.
Dustsnow swiped an unsheathed across his face, knocking him over. Birchpaw rolled over onto his back, attempting to claw her face with a hind paw, but failed, as Dustsnow chomped down on the leg and gnawed it, snapping the bone in several places as she shook it viciously in her maw.
Birchpaw cried out in suffering, shaking with the inability to attack her or try to flee again. He weakly made an effort to stand, but Dustsnow whacked him against the rock, slamming his head on the boulder and went out cold.
Dustsnow swooped in to tear his throat, but the sound of running pawsteps stopped her. She dropped Birchpaw, flinging him into the river and charging across the stream and back towards ShadowClan.
A patrol, consisting of Hawkpool, Weaselclaw, Spidertail, Batpaw, and Snailpaw charged through the undergrowth. Hawkpool shrieked in horror.
"See, I told you I heard fighting!" Batpaw protested to his mentor. Spidertail lashed his tail in frustration.
"That doesn't matter now, Batpaw!" Spidertail growled, tossing Birchpaw up onto his back with the aid of Weaselclaw. Snailpaw pressed her nose the sandy shore of the river and to Birchpaw's drenched coat.
"I don't scent any predators." Snailpaw meowed, frowning as turned to Hawkpool. Her mentor wasn't paying any attention, eagerly trying to get her son to wake up.
"Baby, Birchpaw, please!" She sobbed, licking his nose and cheeks, placing an ear to his chest. "Oh, thank StarClan! His heart's still beating! Spidertail, Weaselclaw, set him down! There's water in his lungs!"
Hawkpool pumped her paws on Birchpaw's chest, coaxing the water from his lungs. After what seemed like the longest moments of their lives, Birchpaw spluttered up the water, coughing roughly and collapsing back down, his sides heaving.
Hawkpool pressed an ear to his chest again, sighing in relief. "He's breathing okay. We have to get him to-" She cut herself off, lifting her nose and crinkling it.
"Blood." She whispered, her red eyes narrowed and alert.
"It's probably Birchpaw's." Batpaw rationalized.
Hawkpool shook her head. "No, no, that's not it… Oh StarClan, no!" She screeched as she recognized the scent. "RAINSTORM!"
Hawkpool threw herself into the river, fighting the current as she wrenched herself out the waters and stumbled back as she stepped in the still damp blood of her brother.
Hawkpool fell to her haunches, staring at her blood soaked paws in horror. Her eyes lifted, finding the mangled and barely recognizable body of Rainstorm. Hawkpool sniffled, raising her head in an effort to stop her tears. "Rainstorm, no…" She choked, holding back her sobs.
"Is this what you meant, Fawnkit?!" Hawkpool shrieked, tearing her head from her brother's dead body and glaring up at the gloomy sky. "That one would pay with life and fate while the other would pay with his glory? Is this it? Was Rainstorm destined to be the ThunderClan leader? Was my son destined to be the RiverClan leader? How dare you steal their lives from them!"
Hawkpool felt cold chills run down her back. She spun around, snarling as she saw the starry figure of Fawnkit. "I did not steal their lives." Fawnkit trotted forward, lifting her chin haughtily. "You did."
"What will become of Birchpaw? Does he join your ranks, like Rainstorm?" Hawkpool demanded, her claws ready to swipe. Fawnkit merely shrugged.
"That is for him to decide." She growled, fading away with a stern look of her amber eyes to Hawkpool.
"Hawkpool?"
The voice jerked Hawkpool's head up, the she cat staring wordlessly at Rainstorm's daughter.
"Dovepaw, I-" Hawkpool began, but the she cat silenced her.
"I'm a warrior now, remember? I'm Doveflight." She huffed, sniffling at she crumpled to her father's side. "Did you do this?"
"What, I, no! Why-" Hawkpool stammered, her bloody paws flying up in defense.
"DID YOU?!" Doveflight hissed, tackling Hawkpool, the two of them sliding in Rainstorm's blood across the forest floor.
"Doveflight, enough." A voice commanded. Doveflight paused, her breath hitching in her throat as he let her aunt up. "Hawkpool would never hurt her own kin, Doveflight. In fact, that's her son injured over there, probably from the same attacker." The voice belonged to Lightfeather, Rainstorm's mate and Doveflight's mother.
Lightfeather seemed to freeze up at the sight of her dead mate, tears silently streaming down her cheeks, but she tore her eyes away from him. "He shouldn't look like that… I can't believe someone would do that to him…"
Huntshadow bent down, pressing his nose to a spot of dry fur on their former deputy. "Smells like ShadowClan." He growled, placing his tail defensively around Doveflight.
"We should attack them!" Came Rabbitleg's snarl, Doveflight's brother. She swatted him with her paw sternly.
"We don't know for sure. It could have been a badger that traveled through their territory." Doveflight reasoned, but revenge was clear in her red eyes.
"Doesn't look like a badger attack!" Nightpaw peeped up, staring at her mother with wide eyes, her blind on shield from behind Jaytalon.
"Hey, sweetie, do you remember me?" Hawkpool asked sweetly, padding up to her daughter. The black she cat looked wary.
Nightpaw stayed quiet. Hawkpool frowned, then, decided to make it a joke. "Right, so you're Flightpaw-" Hawkpool was cut off, Nightpaw shaking her head with a grin.
"Oh, right, Brightpaw." Hawkpool teased, rolling her as if it was obvious. Nightpaw giggled, shaking her head again. "Huh?" Hawkpool twitched her whiskers as if pondering it. "Riiiiight, you're Nightpaw."
Nightpaw nodded her head with a cheerful smile. Hawkpool smiled a geeky grin. "Well, I'm Sneezebreeze, it's nice-"
Hawkpool was interrupted by Nightpaw bursting out into a fit of laughter. As she calmed down, she tapped her mother's nose with a tiny paw. "No, you're not." She said softly.
"Then, who am I?" Hawkpool challenged, sticking out her tongue playfully.
"Mommy." Nightpaw whispered. Hawkpool rubbed her eyes with a paw.
"I'm not crying…" Hawkpool muttered stubbornly as the ThunderClan gave her strange looks. Hawkpool gasped in surprise as Nightpaw darted forward, hugging Hawkpool. Hawkpool pursed her lips in an attempt not to smile, but she gave in, and grinned whisker to whisker.
"Sorry, Nightpaw, I have to go now. Different clans." Hawkpool said sadly. She felt her heart melt as Nightpaw sent her a pleading look in an effort to make her stay.
"I can't. One of your brothers is gravely hurt and I gotta take him to our medicine cat." Hawkpool gave Nightpaw a tender lick on the nose and stood, feeling awkward as she met eyes with Jaytalon.
"I, um, bye." Hawkpool stammered, crossing the river and leading the patrol back to their camp, the two male warriors equally carrying Birchpaw.
"Morni-" Hawkpool yowled, but cut herself short as she saw the medicine cat already heading towards them.
"I saw this as a possibility, hurry, get him in my den!" Morningfeather ordered, then turned to Hawkpool. "You should probably get to Hazelpaw and Snowfall right now." She advised, then rushed off.
Hawkpool stared after Morningfeather, puzzled, but did as she was told anyways and padded towards the nursery.
Soft sobs could be heard from a distance from the nursery, combined with hushed comforting. Hawkpool nosed her way in, her heart withering at the sight before her. Yellowkit and Smokekit lay lifeless at Hazelpaw's feet.
Snowfall lifted his head to Hawkpool. "They were too weak to make it through the night." He gently brushed his tail up and down Hazelpaw's back. "It's okay, they're in a better place. They're safe now…"
Hawkpool joined in, embracing her mourning daughter. "My brothers will take good care of them, my daughter." Hazelpaw lifted her head, her face fur ruffled and damp.
"What do you mean 'brothers'? I thought only one brother was- oh, no. Oh, mom, I'm so sorry!" Hazelpaw sobbed, crying harder into her mother's chest.
Hawkpool stroked her daughter's back soothingly. "It's okay, baby. Your uncles are good cats. Rainstorm raised his own kits; he'll know how to care for Yellowkit and Smokekit."
Hazelpaw sniffled deeply. She turned to Snowfall. "I'm sorry, Snowfall. I know you much you like them, even though they're not yours."
Snowfall sighed lightly. "I love you more, Hazelpaw. Wherever you go, I'll follow and I'll comfort you when you're sad. Your mother is right. Yellowkit and Smokekit weren't strong enough. I have a brother in StarClan that will probably befriend them. They won't be alone, Haze."
Hazelpaw cleared her throat, respiring deeply as she fought to breath through her nose. "O-okay," she eyed Cloudkit warmly. "At least I can try to be a mother for her."
"Yes, but, Hazelpaw, you need to get back on duties eventually." Hawkpool meowed. "By the time Cloudkit is apprenticed, your brothers will all be warriors."
Hazelpaw's face suddenly drained of all color, her eyes small with realization. She nudged Cloudkit towards Petalwish and struggled to her paws.
"I have to train!" She exclaimed, her eyes wide with alarm, but her paws buckled beneath her, and she crumpled back to her nest, breathless.
"Hazelpaw, you're still weak!" Snowfall objected, studying her to make she didn't hurt herself. "That miscarriage took its toll on you! You could have died!"
Hazelpaw huffed. "Don't remind me." She growled. "It felt like I was going to die… I think I saw StarClan." She admitted. Snowfall's eyes only widened more in fretfulness.
"I'm joking." Hazelpaw teased, flitting her tail across his nose.
Snowfall sighed in relief. "Don't scare me like that. You're the only one who I truly care about."
Hazelpaw tilted her head. "Oh? What about Runningclaw?"
Snowfall's ears shot up, then he hung his head. "We haven't spoken since, well, since we were young apprentices. And if we did, it was arguing."
"Why not?!" Hazelpaw sputtered in shock. "It must be awful not talking to your littermate! I have three brothers, and as much as I hate them, I love them."
"That…. makes not sense. But, it was because, well, he stole the she cat I liked." Snowfall admitted. Hazelpaw butted his shoulder.
"Hey, you like me now, thought, right?" Hazelpaw asked, her eyes keen. He nodded almost instantly.
"Then talk to him! If you have nothing against Runningclaw now, what's stopping you from talking to him?" Hazelpaw pointed out. Snowfall seemed uncomfortable.
"Ah, he'd probably reject me." Snowfall laughed in embarrassment. "I kinda left him to drown once…"
Hazelpaw snorted. "Ha!" Her expression turned serious as she realized Snowfall wasn't joking. He was biting his lip in shame and inhaled sharply. "Oh." Hazelpaw said awkwardly.
"Well, are you sorry about trying to kill him?" Hazelpaw spoke up again. Snowfall nodded slowly.
"Yeah… We used to be really close and I miss him a bunch. Gosh, it was moons ago!" Snowfall groaned, rubbing his head. "I was such a stupid apprentice."
Hazelpaw beamed. "I'm sure you were perfect. Now, go mend your relationship with Runningclaw!" She crowed happily, shoving him out of the nursery and straight into Runningclaw.
(POV change: Reedpaw/Snailpaw)
"Ugh, can we go back now?' Moaned Snailpaw in discomfort. "My joints are aching up and I'm freezing!"
"No, not yet, Snailpaw. Leaf-bare seems to have come early, so we need to stock up for this cold season." Pebbletail snapped.
"It's not my fault you have fur short like a fish!" Reedpaw jeered, shoving her playfully.
"Fish don't have fur, you mouse-brain!" Snailpaw spat back.
"I know." Reedpaw chortled, his laugh stopping as Snailpaw shoved him backwards onto the snow-lined ground.
"Stop all that flirting back there, we need to focus." Creeksplash snapped dully. She was torn up over Reedflight's death, and the clan was surprised when she said she wanted to go hunting.
Snailpaw and Reedpaw shot stunned looks at each other. "We are not flirting!" They protested in unison. Creeksplash didn't reply.
"It sure sounds like you are." Splashspirit chuckled. "You two couldn't fool a blind and deaf kit."
"I think they love each other!" Silverpaw piped in, a sly smirk on her face Splashspirit pointed her tail to the older apprentice.
"My point exactly." Splashspirit replied.
"I'm only here because this fox-heart would've somehow drowned in the snow! Someone's gotta make sure she doesn't die, lame-o." Reedpaw scoffed, shouldering Snailpaw.
She scoffed back at him. "Well, I'm only here because, uh, this dungface is so terrible at catching prey he needs a partner to help him! It's not like I want to hang out with him."
Snailpaw gasped softly as a purr escaped when his thick pelt brushed against her, giving her relief from the cold. Reedpaw made no move to pull away, but he didn't seem to notice he was in contact with her. Okay, so maybe another reason is his fur is so soft and warm, but I don't fancy freezing! She subtly curled into his chocolate fur with a soft purr.
Reedpaw's heart jumped with surprise. Okay, so maybe another reason is she'd freeze to death without me, but it's not that I care! He gently wrapped his thick tail over her lower back.
Distantly, Shadepaw dove into the river and came up within seconds, two carp in her jaws and her teeth chattering. "C-c-c-c-cold!" She yelped, her eyes wide in shock of the change in temperature.
"Come on, that's enough." Pebbletail meowed, turning around and fixing a stare at Snailpaw and Reedpaw. She tore away from Reedpaw in an instant, almost as if Pebbletail has imagined it.
"Hey, Reedpaw!" Shadepaw meowed in a sing-song voice. "I'm cold, too!" She wormed her way into his puffy pelt, the chocolate tabby looking uncomfortable.
Shadepaw purred loudly, nuzzling his cheek. Reedpaw seemed to had frozen, making no move to pull away, but his eyes pleading for help.
"Mmmm," Shadepaw cooed, nestling in his fluff. Reedpaw suddenly regained the ability to move, jerking away as the sight of camp became clear.
"Wow, look, camp! That trip was fast, bye!" Reedpaw said quickly, speeding away and jumping into the company of Swiftpaw and Whitepaw. "Quick guys talk to me." He urged, eyes looking around in alarm.
Swiftpaw and Whitepaw exchanged confused looks, and realization spilled on their faces when Shadepaw entered camp. "Aw, come on man. She loves you!"
Reedpaw groaned softly. "Ehhhhhhhh…." He trailed off, shrugging.
"Hey, I just got a brilliant idea!" Whitepaw exclaimed, leaping to his feet, his twisted paw standing at an awkward angle. "Bramblewhisker told me about, how in Leaf-bare, if you peel away enough bark at a maple tree, it'll make like, honey! We should check it out!"
Swiftpaw grinned slightly. "Okay, maybe we can impress the girls!" He suggested, nodding his head over to Snailpaw, Shadepaw and Silverpaw.
"Who's to impress?" Whitepaw cackled. "It's just your sister, Batpaw's sister and then Silverpaw."
Swiftpaw's eyes darted around in nervousness. "If you stop being so loud, I'll say." Whitepaw shut his trap, peering at Swiftpaw in anticipation. "Okay, I kinda have a crush on Silverpaw." He admitted softly.
The two brother's mouths formed identical, cheesy grins. They poked at him with full force, resulting in a tackle. "Hahaha, dude you are so lame! Just talk to her, stupid!" Whitepaw burst out into a loud fit of laughter.
"No way!" Swiftpaw gasped. Whitepaw rolled his eyes.
"Let's just go." He growled, stalking off with Reedpaw and Swiftpaw following him.
…
"So, what exactly do we do?" Reedpaw crowed, narrowing his eyes at his brother. Whitepaw looked puzzled.
"Wow, you bring us all the way over…" Reedpaw continued on a rant, without noticing Whitepaw had grabbed a pointed, broken tree branch in his maw in had begun stabbing at the tree trunk.
"Wait, hold, I scent Snailpaw and the others." Reedpaw blurted, darting behind a mint bush.
"Dude, what are you doing?" Swiftpaw inquired, casting glances between the brothers.
"Shhh! Imma scare Snailpaw." Reedpaw cackled to himself, an evil glint in his blue-green eyes.
"Yeah, I saw them heading this way, I'm sure of it." Shadepaw was saying, appearing from out of the undergrowth with Silverpaw by her side and Snailpaw dragging her paws, shivering in the cold.
Reedpaw crept out from the mint bush, jumping onto Snailpaw's back with screech. Snailpaw shrieked in astonishment, rolling him over onto his back. Two tumbled towards the maple tree, Snailpaw pinned him against the trunk in a daze.
"Ha…" Reedpaw wheezed, "got, you." He coughed, pressing a cheek to the tree trunk. Snailpaw gave him a funny look.
"Um, why are you… plastered to the tree?" Snailpaw asked slowly, lifting her chin in bewilderment. Reedpaw grunted, as if struggling and then it seemed like that tree pulled him back.
"I'm stuck." He stated bluntly, his eyes wide with shock yet boredom, as if he'd found himself in predicaments like this. Snailpaw covered her mouth with a paw, but a snort of held back laughter escaped threw her paw.
"AHAHAHAHAHA!" Snailpaw fell back into laughter, flailing her paws in the air, now laughing soundlessly, her eyes pricking with tears.
Reedpaw grunted, pulling himself free. "Aw, crap!" He moaned in disbelief. "Now I'm covered in this sticky maple sap!"
"Shut up and help me, you fox-heart!" Reedpaw snapped, turning his neck at an awkward angle to wear he tried to lick the sap off. He lost his balance, falling backwards into the snow with a short yelp.
Snailpaw was laughing so hard now she found it hard to breathe, her breath coming in gasps. The only cat not laughing was Shadepaw.
Reedpaw's head poked up from the snow. The snow had stuck to the sap. Snailpaw wheezed, struggling for air. She sighed, panting. "Ohohohohoh, that looks really bad, you dungface."
"You should taste the maple sap, Snailpaw." Reedpaw said slickly. "It tastes like honey just like Whitepaw said." His voice has a suspicious ring to it, but Snailpaw didn't seem to notice.
"Really?!" She squeaked, standing up on her tiptoes to reach his sap covered right cheek. He turned his face to the left to give her an easier reach.
A sly, mischievous smirk spread across Whitepaw's face. "Hey, Reedpaw! Over here!" He yowled, catching his brother's attention.
Reedpaw whirled his head around, unaware of Snailpaw still in close vicinity to his face, and whilst turning, locked lips with her. Alarm overwhelmed their senses. Strange emotions threatened to overpower them both.
We're kissing?!
They thought in unison.
And…. I'm not mad.
A/N
I regret nothing. Okay, I regret Rainstorm's death! I'M SO SORRY MY BABBI KITTY! Don't forget to review, remember what I said in the last chapter. If not here it is again: What inspires me most, is reviews. Yeah, a lot. Well, at least three per chapter. So make sure to review. And please not just 'wow great update soon.' because that's hardly motivating. I like new ideas and speculations. People's theories and thoughts of the content of that chapter. The emotions you went through while reading the chapter. That's what guarantees a new chapter.
PLEASE READ!: You lovely reviewers wanna know what I would love to see? No? Well, it's an alternate ending to Hazelpaw's miscarriage. I would love to see someone's take on it, except the au is, Hazelpaw died and her kits survived. What would happen to Snowfall? To Hawkpool? Would ShadowClan fight for Yellowkit, Smokekit and Cloudkit? Would her brothers be affected? How would it change things?
Well, if you are interested in this fanfic offer, PM me. If you publish without my consent, or merely review, I will at least have a very stern talk with you about stealing characters and such. Now, if you PM me and I say yes and give you the speculations I had for it, and yes, you may write it.
The most guranteed person to obtain the story will most likely have these things:
A name for the story.
A set out summary, giving me credit
Some base plot ideas
Be sure to give credit in your first published chapter of it, or I will request that you take it down. This story is my pride and joy and will be very disappointed if I approve you and you don't follow my guidelines.
Don't do it if you think you don't have good writing talent. Seriously. Please. If you have any doubts, I probably won't approve you…
And most importantly, have fun!
ALSO: If anyone can guess what Nightpaw and Hawkpool's interaction was from, will get a special shout and an imaginary plush of anyone in the story (Hawkpool is sold out and we don't sell Thornsnag anymore sorry)