Hey everyone! I'm actually doing the AN during school, so this will be a bit old when the chapter is posted :P I'm in a SUPER good mood today, and for good reason! POKEMON SUN AND MOON CAME OUT TODAY! *squeals in excitement* I feel like a child on Christmas morning, hehe. Onto reviews!

Snowcrystal of Thunderclan- Did you have too much sugar? Ah, well that's me right now, tbh CX

Hello- That's a good idea, actually.. I'm not that good at art, I believe. I don't have a computer as well, so I can't do it anyways. But maybe someone else could! Glad you love the story ^~^

Enjoy~

Warrior Cats: Blood Moon

Chapter Seven

Sparkpaw breathed out a sigh as he woke up in the dark. He saw that his sister, Snakepaw, wasn't in her nest. Yet again. She always seemed to be going off during the night, and coming back with minor wounds. No cat seemed to notice except for Sparkpaw himself. She continuously seemed to grow more and more distant, surprisingly. Even as distant as she was, he could still read his sister extremely well. She always seemed to have a distant look in her eyes, filled with love. Sparkpaw didn't ever think he'd see emotions like that in her gaze, but cats can somehow be full of surprises. But, there were plenty of other emotions swimming in the slick she-cats gaze... Sparkpaw shook his head to clear up his thoughts, then decided to go for a walk. He knew he wouldn't be able to sleep now anyways, even if he did have battle training the next day. The gray tom stood up, shook his fur, then padded out of the Apprentice den and towards the cat guarding the camp entrance.

It was Ashstorm, a dark gray tom with black stripes and icy blue eyes. Even though his eyes looked cold, in closer inspection you could see a usual friendly warmth in his gaze. Ashstorm smiled, "It's a fine night," He mewed, his voice a deep rumble. "Go on ahead. Be back soon." Ashstorm seemed to know what a cat wanted. In fact, he seemed to know a lot of things. It was a surprise he wasn't the deputy at times when Sparkpaw thought about it, but Gingerfur made just as good as a deputy.

Sparkpaw smiled, his yellow eyes shining. "Thank you, Ashstorm!" He gave a little bounce then padded onward. In return, Ashstorm chuckled and waved his tail before his icy blue eyes settled on looking around. As Sparkpaw walked, his mind wandered back to his sister. It's been about a moon since they became apprentices, and ever since the first day of their apprenticeship Snakepaw has been sneaking off somewhere into the night. She always came back around midnight to about just before dawn. Even odder, he hasn't told a single cat. Sparkpaw really wanted to tell somecat, but something held him back. He stopped, voices floating into his ears, and ThunderClan scent hit his nose. Huh, travel seems to go surprisingly fast sometimes. Sparkpaw dropped into a crouch on instinct, and slowly stalked forward as the voices grew louder.

"I-I'm sorry, Flintfang! I'll do better…" A soft yet familiar voice whimpered. Realization hit him; it was his sister!

Some rustling could be heard then a painful sounding thump. "You better get some useful information, Snakepaw, or else our relationship will be over." Another familiar voice hissed venomously. Sparkpaw guessed it was Flintfang… Flintpaw when they all had first met. Beginnings of an growl rose up in his throat, then died away. The spiky-gray tom crept forward further and into a leafy bush dotted with sweet-smelling flowers, then stifled a gasp; his sister was pinned by Flintfang, whilst he hit Snakepaw, blow after blow, on the head. "Do you understand?" Flintfang seemed to hiss each word slowly. Snakepaw nodded her head quickly, a soft sob escaping her lips. Her dull amber eyes were wide with fear, and tears were forming at the edges of her eyes. With a small grunt of satisfaction, he got off of her. Flintfang's yellow eyes narrowed dangerously as he hissed a simple word, "Go."

With another whimper, Snakepaw turned with her tail and head lowered, and started padding away slowly. She turned her head to look back at the cruel tom, eyes filled with sorrow, pain, and love, then continued on. Sparkpaw pressed himself to the ground as she swept past him. Sparkpaw waited several moments before leaving the area, still sticking along the border. How could Snakepaw love him? Even still love him? He sighed; love was quite confusing to him. Cats always say it's the most wonderful thing in the world, but what he just saw said otherwise as well. Sparkpaw himself has never experienced it, nor does he want anything to do with it.

A crack and rustle pulled him out of his thoughts. The pale moonlight filtered through the leaves, causing the ground to look like a silver-dappled black cat. He narrowed his eyes as he saw a slender figure slipping through the shadows in ThunderClan territory, then he took a step closer. A little to close to the border, as it seemed. The cat beat him to the question, "Who are you?" A slightly rough, yet beautiful voice floated into his ears. A white she-cat stepped out from the shadows, her violet-blue eyes narrowed. Sparkpaw stared, noticing her black paws and faded black ears accenting her fur quite nicely. His mouth seemed to dry up, and his tongue stuck to the roof of his mouth.

Giving himself a mental smack, Sparkpaw squared his shoulders and managed to catch his voice, "I'm Sparkpaw of WindClan, and who are you?" He tried to make his voice sound cold, but it ended up coming out kit-like and cracking every few words. He shuffled his paws somewhat nervously. What's wrong with me?

The she-cat gave a small smile, "I'm Luna of ThunderClan, nice to meet you." Sparkpaw tilted his head, a look of confusion crossing his features.

"Luna? That doesn't sound like a Clan name to me. More like a rogue name, or something like that." As he spoke, his eyes slowly began to cross. He shook his head rapidly once he heard a soft hum of laughter from Luna. "I hate when that happens.." The gray tom grumbled, then his yellow eyes settled back on the pretty she-cat.

Whiskers twitching and eyes lit with amusement, she smiled. Sparkpaw nearly melted then growled to himself. Stop it, stop it! "Well," Luna began to mew, trying to look serious. "I was a rogue, but I recently joined the Clans. I decided to keep my name for more… Personal reasons." She shrugged, then flicked her tail as she looked up to see the moon growing higher. "I really should go-"

"Wait, we should meet again…" The words tumbled out of his mouth without much thought. "Oh, oh sorry. That was silly of me… Let's actually not do that, and should say 'hi' at the next gathering instead." He spun around on his paws, "Goodbye!" Sparkpaw took off like lightening, leaving a confused Luna behind him.

- Timeskip -

As Sparkpaw sped into camp, he saw cats gathering around. Confused, he slowed to a stop. Sadness and anger were written all over his clanmates faces. He slowly looked around, until he spotted a body in the middle of camp. An familiar body… Horror slowly began to take over. Before he confirmed his fears, he called to his sister, "What's going on?" He mewed to his sister, Snakepaw, as she slowly walked up to him. Sadness and what appeared to be guilt swam in her amber eyes. Her head bowed, her eyes seeming to find the ground interesting. The next few words struck Sparkpaw like an adder;

"Gingerfur.. She.. She was murdered."

Ooooo, poor Sparkpaw. Well, by the time you see this, I'll be playing Pokemon Moon. Likely all night long xD here I come Litten!

Oh wait, before I go, Hello gave me an idea. So, I need a cover, basically. Any of those artists reading, go ahead and make one! I'll use.. Whatever one, really. Whoever doesn't get their cover used, I'll allow you to create some kits for the future! Now that sounds fair, doesn't it?

-Silly

Wow. Silly is getting much better at writing. Before, it was practically co-authoring, but now she just writes and writes, and it isn't full of errors. I almost wonder if she is cheating on me with another beta O.O

Nah. Anyways, send in the names and artwork! We desperately need them! Also, PM me for spoilers*.

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Anyways, luck to ya.

- Deva