Hello! I'm back! sighs sorry for the lateness of chapter. Schools been, school, and spring break is here. School sucked all the muse out of my brain and just last night I got it back. sorry for how short it is but hey, quality is better than quantity.

Chapter 2

Memories. . .

"Yes I am sure it was them!" Falconpaw confirmed with a sigh. How many times did she have to tell him? The leader was still pacing in his den, always asking her if she got the scent right. She wasn't a kit! She looked down at the moss covered floor of the den and gently pushed it around with a paw. Did the leader still not trust her?

After a few more paces around his den, the leader stopped and looked at Falconpaw. "Are you sure you got the scent right?"

That was it. On the ninth time of asking her she finally was fed up. "Why is it so hard to believe me? Let me guess the two reasons. One, you just made an alliance with Shiningstar," the brown femme fumed. "Two, You don't trust me," tears started to could her eyes, "You have never trusted me. Only Riverfall trusts me with anything! All this only because I was a rogue about, hmm, five moons ago!" Painful memories echoed through her mind. The tears that were on the edge of her vision finally spilled as she stormed out of the den, leaving the bewildered leader behind.

Falconpaw ignored the pain in her sprained paw as she stomped on. She knew she was supposed to take it easy, yet why should she follow that rule? Everyone expected her to break out and become a rebel anyways. Heck if she tried murder they would be unfazed. Shaking her head, Falconpaw tried to rid her head of rebellious thoughts.

The apprentice ran to her den. It was off to the side of camp, where it was quieter. Riverfall was out gathering herbs, they needed every last scrap now that leafbare was upon the clans. The soft powder crunched beneath her feet as she finally got to the entrance. She ducked inside the den and curled up. The usual strong scents of thyme and catmint caressed her into sleep.

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A small brown kit braced itself against the wind. Her tiny paws shuffled against the strange force pushing her forward. Her mother behind her was nudging her faster, clearly impatient. The kit opened her eyes and saw forest on the other side of a strange black path. The kit suddenly forgot her tiredness and ran across the hard surface.

Suddenly there was a loud roar and a bright light. The kit stopped in surprise as her mother wailed her name. She was suddenly pushed forward by her mother. The kit opened her mouth to cry out as she tumbled on the soft grass on the other side, but she was cut off. A loud screech and a wail echoed through the night, and the roaring faded away. The kit jumped up and ran to her mother. Her mother was lying on the hard ground, bleeding all over. The kit wavered on her feet and nudged her mother, continually calling out. The kit buried her tiny head in the short fur of her mother. As the mist flooded the scene, an eerie wail sounded throughout the dream. . .

Hmm, maybe this is why i rated it T. . . ah well. Thanks to RikuRIka, KatandNeko-chan, andOctobers-Blessing for reviews!

This time, I have. . . dramatic music BROWNIES!