Author's Note:

Hello readers and welcome to Chapter Four of Breaking Boundaries!

I honestly do not know for certain if this book will also reach 40+ chapters like the first one. It could end up at 30-something chapters or 50+, depending on how I feel about a certain storyline that is yet to be introduced, along with two new POVs.

The reviews went up from the last chapter, but more is always appreciated! Don't worry though, I will never become like one of those people who say they won't upload unless they get more reviews. I hate it when people do that. :3

As said in the last chapter, this chapter will only have one POV, that belonging to our little kitty Ginger.

Anyways, on to the story!

Chapter Four:

Ginger was beginning to feel a building reluctance within her as she pushed on through ThunderClan territory. Why had she decided to go here? She was heading right into probably one of the more dangerous places she could go. What would Night say? She shivered and shook the thought away. She had to focus on her goals, no matter what she had to do. She had to kill Duskstar. She had to get revenge for her mother's death, and indirectly her father's.

However, she was beginning to get a bit restless. She had found a strong scent trail, and it was only getting stronger. She had to be close to the camp.

She thought to herself for a moment. She would have to appear vulnerable, like she had with that tom named Sharp, though then it had been spontaneous. They would be more likely to accept her in if she was relatable. If she was pitiable. She glanced at her fur and decided that she should groom it. It would make her seem younger. More like a kit.

Soon, she was done, and allowed her expression to seem dazed, and she continued forward. Eventually, she came upon what she was searching for.

The entrance lay in front of her, and to her inward joy, there was a guard there. It would have been much harder to get in their good graces if she strolled in there and surprised them.

"Hey!" The cat called, getting up, "What are you doing here?" It was a very large tom, with dark amber eyes. Her eyes widened, and it wasn't part of her act. He was huge. She reminded herself not to get on this cat's bad side.

"What...?" Ginger mewed, shrinking down, mock fear in her eyes. She knew he wouldn't hurt her. She knew Clan cats couldn't be that savage. The cat got up and stalked toward her, stopping right next to her, glaring down at her. He bent down and carefully checked her scent.

"Not a kittypet or a Clan cat..." He mewed to himself, glancing away from her in thought. She curled up, not looking up at him. He sighed and mewed, "I guess Duskstar will want to see this..." She yelped as he suddenly picked her up by the scruff and began carrying her into camp, but she didn't resist. This seemed like it was getting better and better.

She looked around as they entered the camp. There were many cats eating near what she could only describe as a pile of prey. There were some older warriors eating together, and on the other end of the area there were a few younger-looking joking around and chatting. However, one of them glanced her way, and got the other's attention, and soon enough, nearly all the cats were shooting suspicious glances at her, which she supposed was somewhat justified. She was a stranger. However, she did see a few looks of curiousness, which made her feel optimistic. They weren't all suspicious of her vulnerable-looking self.

She was carried up to a higher up den, and was unceremoniously dropped on her hindquarters. "Duskstar? I have an intruder with me," He called out gruffly, nudging her with a paw.

She blinked as they waited for a second. The cat who had killed her mother was in there. Barely out of view. "Come in!" A female voice called back, making her stiffen up slightly. Muttering under his breath, the tom picked her up swiftly. She sighed inwardly. Her scruff was hurting from the rough way he carried her. He hurried in and again dropped her on her haunches, this time knocking the breath out of her a little. She glanced up.

She was not how she thought the leader would look like. She was slender and sleek, the tom who had brought her in was towering over her. Her eyes weren't filled with hate or anger, and she seemed very relaxed. In fact, Ginger thought that she looked quite beautiful. She was laying next to another tom, one who was almost as dark as her father. However, he was still on his side with his eyes closed, silently slumbering through the noise.

Duskstar's ear twitched, and she softly mewed, "Now Leopardfoot, is calling a cat this young an intruder really necessary?" Ginger's eyes widened as the leader gazed at her. She realized that she wasn't ready for this. How could she be? This cat...She had killed her mother! She shrank back a bit, her ears flattening.

"I don't care if it's a half-dead elder," Leopardfoot retorted, "It's still intruding on our territory." Ginger didn't know how he was so stoic about this. What if a cat needed help? Would he kick them out anyways?

Duskstar chuckled, "And that's why you are a great guard. Now leave so I may speak to this...Intruder." Dipping his head, Leopardfoot turned and exited the den without another word. After he was gone, she turned a soft glance on her, murmuring, "Now what are you doing here?"

Ginger blinked, not knowing exactly how to respond. She had originally made it an act but she was feeling scared for real now. Her father's stories echoed through her head and she ducked her head between her paws. She felt like a kit again.

She flinched as she felt a tongue across the top of her head, looking up only to see a concerned face. "It's okay," Duskstar mewed soothingly, "You're safe now. You can wait to tell me why you're here." Ginger relaxed, if only slightly. She had to be strong. If not for her father and mother, than for Light, who would be waiting for her across the border.

"I'll ask again," She mewed to Ginger softly, "Why are you here?" Ginger took a deep breath. She would have to make this believable without letting her know who she was.

"My parents got killed..." She mewed softly, looking up at the leader with wide and sad eyes, hoping it'd work. The den felt unnaturally silent but for the deep breathing of the sleeping tom.

Duskstar's ears pricked, and she replied, "If I may ask, how so? How did you come to be here?" Her eyes still held no suspicion, which Ginger was grateful for.

"They...got killed while fighting a badger. My mother was expecting kits, so she couldn't run fast enough," Ginger mewed. It was a lie, but at least it had a small portion of truth in there. A badger had ruined her life...

Duskstar gasped, "Oh you poor thing!" Suddenly, she pulled Ginger in close in a oddly maternal gesture. She found herself in the curve of the leader's belly, wondering how she was doing what she was doing. She had tricked her. Duskstar brought her muzzle down to Ginger's ear, and whispered, "Would you like to stay with our Clan? How old are you?"

Ginger almost grinned at the first question, but frowned at the second. Come to think about it, Night had never mentioned their ages. He had just started training them. Before then, when they had asked when they could do certain things, he only said, 'When you're older.'

Squirming away from the leader so that she could face Duskstar directly, she mewed, "I'd be grateful if you allowed me to stay here, but...I've never exactly known how old I am..."

"Really?" Duskstar mewed, confused, "Well, I guess you seem at least 5 moons old. Maybe 6."

"Moons?" Ginger replied, "What does that thing up in the sky at night have to do with how old I am?"

Duskstar chuckled, smiling, "Well the moon is always in a cycle, going from full to disappearing and back again. We count one of those cycles as one moon. We allow our kits to be trained at six moons old."

"Then I'm six moons old," She quickly replied, her ears perking up. She would love to start training in the way of a Clan cat as soon as she could.

"I'm sure you are," Duskstar teased, "Now come with me, I suppose I should introduce you to the Clan." Ginger almost smiled at that. She had done it! She was in! She would be able to train under Duskstar's watch only to turn that training on her.

She couldn't foresee anything holding her back now.

A/N:

There ya go guys! Enjoy it?

Ginger was putting up an act, but her emotions overwhelmed her at some points there xP

Music, I was gonna put your other part of the prize in this chapter, but I didn't want this to be too long, so it'll be in the next Ginger chapter :3

Anyways, both of the sisters are into their respective Clans, now what?

Remember to R&R!