Hya! After over two months of not posting a chapter on this story, I'VE MADE CHAPTER 6! I'm hyper, by the by. Anyways, Enjoy!

A violent wind swept over the Thunderclan camp. Dovewing sat in the warriors den with the other cats. It was hard to find a spot to sit when the whole clan was crowded around you. The gray she-cat pushed the vole she was eating away from her. She wasn't all that hungry. It was hard to eat when your one litter mate is glaring daggers at you a few feet away.

She looked away. She couldn't bare seeing Ivypool like this. They were sisters, supposed to be the closest cats in the clan, and yet she hated Dovewing.

Stupid prophecy! She thought, tail lashing. If I wasn't part of the three, maybe Ivypool would be so jealous!

"Would you stop?" Toadstep said irritably. "How am I supposed to get any sleep with you hitting me with your tail every second?"

"Sorry. I didn't mean to."

He replied with a snort. "Make sure not to do it again."

The den was silent. The only sound was the rain lightly hitting the roofs of the dens outside, the wind howling, and the shallow breathe of cats all around her. It was... peaceful. For moons, border cworals, major injuries, and the other clans stealing had been going on. The clan was exhausted. But now, they had time to sit back and watch the day go by without anything going wrong.

Or not.

The camp exploded with excitement as the border patrol, consisting of Thornclaw, Birchfall, and Bumblestripe, bursted into camp, each of them gasping for air.

"Firestar!" Thornclaw yowled. "Shadowclan are invading Thunderclan territory!"

"What?" The Thunderclan leader raced out of his den. About a heartbeat later, Cinderheart, Foxleap, and their apprentices, Cherrypaw and Molepaw, rushed through the thorn tunnel as well.

"Firestar! Windclan's on out land! They're coming towards camp right now!" Cherrypaw screeched before either warrior could say a thing.

"Maybe they just want to speack with me," Firestar said calmly.

Cinderheart was the one who spoke. "If they just wanted to talk, I doubt they would've attacked us."

Dovewing took a closer look. What the older warrior said was true. The hunting patrol was covered in blood and scratches.

"Then we'll fight! Dustpelt, Sorreltail, Rosepetal, Cloudtail, and Spiderleg, go with Cinderheart, Foxleap, Cherrypaw, and Molepaw. I'll trust you to deal with the Windclan cats. Berrynose, Lionblaze, and Dovewing, you go with the border patrol."

The gray furred cat stared out deep into the forest. A group of about seven Windclan cats was coming through the undergrowth, tripping every which way. She held back a laugh. They looked so mouse-brained! She sent her gaze towards the Shadowclan border. There was nothing there. She looked closer towards the camp. There! Only a few fox lengths away from the entrance.

"I smell Shadowclan," she lied. It was a popular excuse for her, since she could never reveal that she had a power even more powerful then her very own warrior ancestors. "I think they're getting close."

"So do I." Lionblaze gave her a quick smile.

"Quick, then!" Firestar ordered.

The group of cats raced out through the forest, Dovewing in the lead. In only a few heartbeats, the groups of cats ran face to face.

Instantly, the Shadowclan cats' claws unsheathed. "What are you doing here?" a mottled brown she-cat, Applefur, growled. Behind her were Ratscar, Olivenose, Owlclaw, and Tigerheart.

"This is our territory. The real question is what are you doing here?" Thornclaw growled.

"Taking this territory! You soft-hearted wimps don't deserve this land!" Owlclaw spat.

Berrynose bunched his muscles, ready to leap out at the light brown tom. "You take that back!"

"Make us," said Ratscar, a grin creeping across his face. Almost instantly, he was on top of the Thunderclan warrior. With a yelp of surprise, Berrynose toppled over.

In a heartbeat, the clan cats were upon each other, hissing and clawing at their opponents.

Dovewing and Tigerheart stared at each other. She didn't want to fight him. She couldn't fight him. It looked like Tigerheart felt the same way. Before either of the two could do anything, Bumblestripe barreled into the tabby's side, knocking him into a tree.

"Stay off our territory, filth!" he screeched before preparing to launch another attack.

Olivenose was pinning Birchfall down not to far away from her, while Ratscar tore viciously at his back. Dovewing raced over to help her hurt clan mate. Gripping the brown toms neck fur in her mouth, she dragged him off Birchfall. She began ripping out tuffs of fur when Applefur called, "Retreat, Shadowclan!"

The group of cats raced off through the undergrowth like newborns trying out their paws for the first time.

"That'll teach them to invade our territory again," Lionblaze said, coming over to sit by Dovewing.

She looked through the forest and saw that the other patrol had had the same luck and where returning to camp.

Thornclaw lead the way to the thorn tunnel, but as the other cats disappeared into a mass of leaves, Dovewing and Lionblaze stayed behind.

"Come on, let's head back," he said, getting up.

"Wait." She sniffed the air. After a bit, she mewed, "That's definatly his scent."

"Who's? What are you talking about?"

"Near the Windclan border... and over on at the Shadowclan border. It's faint, but that's defiantly it. His scent's all over our territory."

"Who's scent is it?" Lionblaze demanded.

"It's Shadowpaw's..."

Shadowpaw took a large bite out of his thrush. He'd caught enough prey to fill a whole clan on the Shadowclan and Windclan territory. Before, they would've claed his ears off, but he wasn't part of Thunderclan anymore. There was nothing for him to worry about.

Holly's black fur stood out like a fox in a group of rabbits as she curled up in the corner. She'd gone to sleep not to long ago. The apprentice had nothing left to do but stare out at the beautiful forest he called home.

The wind had died down that afternoon, and the clouds had parted, leaving the suns rays beating down on the trees. It almost looked like they were glowing in the sunlight.

It was after he pushed the thrush away that he scented something. He raised his nose into the air. Thunderclan! And by the scent, he guessed there were a lot of them. What are they doing here? he thought grimly. This is their territory, I guess.

"Holly," she said quietly, shaking the older cat awake. "Holly, I think we might have some company."

"...Huh...?" she replied, half asleep.

"Shadowpaw!" came an excited mew from not to far away. A fluffy gray she-cat bursted from a patch of bushes and ran over to touch noses with him. "It is you! You're mother's going to be so happy!"

"Dovewing?" he said, confused. He took another sniff. "And... Lionblaze?"

"That's me." The golden tabby stepped out from where Dovewing was only a few moments before. "Dovewing thought you'd be here."

"How'd you know?"

Ignoring his coment, Dovewing went on. "Wait 'til we bring you back to Thunderclan! Everyone'll be so happy!"

"Wait, what do you mean 'bring me back'?"

"Well, we've found you, so now all we've got to do is bring you home."

"Your talking about taking be back to Thunderclan? You obviously don't understand. Thunderclan isn't my home anymore. My home's with Holly." Lionblaze's eyes grew large in surprise. They showed some emotion, but Shadowpaw couldn't think of what it was. Dovewing, on the other hand, looked more confused then surprised.

"Holly? Is that the rouge?"

"Loner," he corrected.

"She's here, right?"

"Right inside that den." She looked at Lionblaze. The tom nodded to her, the shocked expression gone. In a heartbeat, she was on top of the small black tom. "What are you doing?" he yowled.

"Taking you back home." Another black figure walked out of the den.

"What's all this commotion about...?" Then, Holly saw Shadowpaw. "Shadowpaw! Get off!" She launched herself at Dovewing, knocking her off Shadowpaw.

Dazed, the gray cat got back up. When Shadowpaw tried a run, she planted a paw on his tail. "Oh, no you don't!"

Before Holly could do anything to stop the Thunderclan cat, Lionblaze leaped onto her back and began slashing furiously. Managing to wiggle out of his grasp, she raced out of the clearing, the golden tom on her tail.

Shadowpaw saw her give him a sad glance over her shoulder. "It's okay! Just run! We'll see each other soon!" She didn't look convinced, but disappeared into the undergrowth anyway.

"I'm not trying to be mean, Shadowpaw," Dovewing was explaining. "It's just that Thunderclan needs you. Please believe me!" It didn't matter if he believed her or not, there was still no chance of escape now that she had him pinned down. She realesed her grip on him, but grabbed onto his scruff before he could get away. "Thunderclan camp we go," she said, her voice muffled with fur.

Lionblaze raced through the forest after the mysterious black she-cat. Shadowpaw said her name was Holly, right? That's odd...

She was fast, he had to admit, but he was faster. He raced by her before whipping around. "There's nowhere to go now. You can run, but know that I will catch you."

For the first time, he saw her face. He stared into her brilliant green eyes.

He gasped, "Hollyleaf?"

Dun, Dun...DUUUUUUUN! What's Holly gonna do now? Thanks for reading and don't forget to review! Come on, you know you want to! Don't make that poor little review button lonely!