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Chapter 26

Littlewhisker opened her eyes. She was glad to be back in ThunderClan. Littlewhisker looked over into Birchfur's nest; he was just waking up too. Littlewhisker tried to get up, but stopped once she felt a sting in her side.

Leafpool must've cleaned my wound, she thought. Birchfur stood up and arched his back. "Show off," Littlewhisker purred.

Birchfur licked between her ears. "Sorry, but my wounds are healing faster than yours," he purred back. Littlewhisker rolled her eyes. "Come on."

This time Littlewhisker slowly got up and stretched. "I think that this is just getting worse!" She nosed her wound that went from the edge of her neck to her flank.

"It's getting better," Birchfur insisted. Littlewhisker gave him an 'I know when my wounds get better' look so he added, "I'm serious!"

"Sure," she meowed sarcastically.

Birchfur and Littlewhisker padded into the clearing grabbed fresh-kill and went over to where Goldentail was eating. "Does anyone ever wake up early?"

"Hey," Littlewhisker meowed defensively. "I had a long day yesterday!" At that moment Stormcloud padded out of the warriors' den yawning. "How was your vigil?"

"Cold. Leaf-bare is coming soon," Stormcloud complained. She looked up at the sky. "It's only sunhigh! No wonder I'm still tired!"

"When after my vigil I slept, went on a patrol, slept some more, went to your apprentice ceremony, and slept again," Littlewhisker meowed.

"Yeah, you were a lot of help that day, too," Birchfur purred sarcastically. Littlewhisker swatted his ear.

"Do you want any mouse?" Littlewhisker asked Stormcloud. She pushed her half eaten mouse to Stormcloud. "I'm not hungry."

"Are you okay?" Goldentail asked.

"Fine."

"Are you sure?" Stormcloud asked.

"I'm fine," Littlewhisker insisted.

"We all know that you're not fine!" Birchfur meowed.

Littlewhisker sighed. "It's just that since my fight with Russetfur I've felt like someone's been watching me."

"Well, since you walked in the Clan every cat has had their eye on you," Goldentail suggested.

"It's not like that, it's like 'they aren't allowed in ThunderClan territory' feeling," Littlewhisker explained.

"Why don't we go hunting to get your mind off it," Birchfur suggested.

"Okay."

"Sorry, I can't, I'm going to go back to sleep," Stormcloud yawned.

"And I can't, I'm going on patrol," Goldentail apologized.

"Your loss," Littlewhisker sighed. She watched them pad off. "Let's go."

"You're going to hunt with that traitor? I thought you were better than this, Birchfur," Ashfur growled as they passed.

"Ashfur, you better go climb a tree while you still have your tail," Littlewhisker hissed.

Ashfur looked offended then narrowed his eyes and stocked off. "Ignore him," Birchfur muttered.

They padded out of the camp and into the forest. They were now close to WindClan territory. Littlewhisker scented the air, rabbit. Almost immediately she spotted it.

She crouched and pounced. "I've missed complimenting you," Birchfur remarked.

"So ThunderClan's brains have returned," a remarked a sharp voice behind Littlewhisker.

Littlewhisker turned around and saw a dark smoky gray tom in WindClan territory. "Hi, Crowfeather, what are doing here?"

"Patrolling." Weaselfur explained stepping out of a bush followed by Onestar. "You're supposed to be dead."

"Weaselfur!" Onestar growled. Changing his mood he turned to Littlewhisker. "Welcome back."

"It's good to be back," Littlewhisker replied simply. "It wasn't a fun three moons in ShadowClan."

"You look pretty good for being there for three moons," Weaselfur remarked just loud enough to hear. "How do we know that you not spying for-" Onestar glared at him.

Littlewhisker knew what he was about to say. "I'm not spying. If I was then you would not see Birchfur right now because he would be dead."

"I'm pretty sure that I'm alive," Birchfur meowed.

"We better get back to patrolling," Weaselfur muttered quite embarrassed now.

"Yes, a Clan's not much if they're attacked if their leader and deputy are out patrolling," Onestar meowed.

"Lets hope we don't find RiverClan in our territory," Crowfeather growled.

"RiverClan?" Birchfur asked.

"Your patrols should keep an eye out too. We scented RiverClan in our territory leading into yours. We've scented them for a while," Onestar warned. "Tell Firestar, will you?"

"Of course," Littlewhisker reassured.

"Thanks."

Littlewhisker padded off with Birchfur behind her. "That's odd isn't it?" Birchfur asked bounding to catch up to her.

"I know, but-" She paused. "Oh-no!"

What do you think it was? A very evil cliffie for the second to last chapter if I do say so myself…so what did you think? Review please!!