Chapter 10,

Shadowflight looked out across the river, where the sun was sinking in a ball of fire. She sat on top of Sunningrocks with Skystar next to her.

"I'm suspicious of Deathpaw," Shadowflight whispered.

Skystar gave her ear a lick. "Why?"

"She acts so strange…I'm afraid she wants to be like her grandfather. I'm afraid she's plotting something."

"She's just a small apprentice," Skystar meowed, "She can't do any harm."

Shadowflight snuggled up next to him. "I love you, Skystar," she whispered.

"I love you too, Shadowflight," he whispered, "If Deathpaw is plotting something, we will always be together."

Shadowflight fell asleep and Skystar looked at her, his mind spinning with worry. What if Deathpaw did do something bad? He had nine lives, but what about her?

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Shadowflight awoke at night. She pulled away from Skystar. What had Deathpaw said that one night? Never sleep, Shadowflight, because I am gone when you are.

She stood up and dashed off in the direction of camp.

"Hello," Mousefur snarled, looking at her. "I wonder where you where…"

Mousefur looked around at the clearing. Shadowflight saw Deathpaw watching her from the enter of the apprentices den.

"I'm reporting you to Graystar," Mousefur growled, stalking over to the den.

Shadowflight followed miserably. Once inside, Graystar looked down. "What do we have here?"

"This little traitor Twoleg wasn't at the warriors den tonight."

"Yeah? Is this true, Tigerstar?"

Shadowflight, not understanding that he was talking to her, didn't answer.

"I'm talking to you, Twoleg!" he snarled.

"Oh-what?" Shadowflight stammered.

"Were you off, drifting away in your own world tonight?" he asked, "Visiting the RiverClan leader?"

"Oh, I was hunting late last night and was a long way away from camp, so I slept at Sunningrocks," Shadowflight invented. Her mind spun with worry. Graystar had guessed her 'affair.'

"Is that so?" Graystar raised an eyebrow. "Shadowflight, I am very disappointed with your behavior. You must be punished."

Mousefur nodded, and a contented grin crossed her face.

"You will care for the elders, hunt for them, clean out there bedding…"

Shadowflight growled. She brushed past Mousefur on her way out. "Thanks a lot," she growled.

"Rainpaw!" She yowled once she was out of the den. It was time to give her apprentice an assessment. She would feed the elders later.

Rainpaw bounded over energetically, his grey pelt rippling as he ran. "Am I being assessed? Okay, where?"

"Calm down," Shadowflight growled, "You can hunt by Tallpines, by the Twolegplace."

"Great!" he yowled, and bounded out of camp.

Shadowflight sighed, but didn't call him back. He'll learn, she told herself.

Shadowflight set out of camp at a brisk pace. She followed Rainpaw's sent easily; he had made a lot of racket, scaring away a patch of starlings and a rabbit.

Shadowflight caught up with him soon, and found where he had caught a shrew, and another place where there was fresh blood on the grass; he had caught a squirrel.

She crept over a small rise, and saw the apprentice watching a mouse. He was crouching down in the tall grass, and suddenly he gave a giant leap and dispatched his prey with a whack of his paw.

He also caught a rabbit and two voles later, then Shadowflight crawled back to the training hollow. Soon the apprentice arrived, his jaws full of prey.

"I'll help you carry the rest back," Shadowflight meowed, standing up and trotting in the direction of Tallpines.

"How did I do?" Rainpaw asked.

"Oh fine, you'll be a warrior soon."

He was silent along time. "Where you really once a Twoleg?"

Shadowflight paused, "Yes."

"What's it like?"

"Like nothing that has ever happened to a cat." Shadowflight turned on him, "Twoleg's have really big brains. The earth is round, not flat, stars are actually suns far away in the galaxy, not StarClan warriors. A Thunderpath is the way Twoleg's travel, and the monsters are cars, powered by a motor."

Rainpaw stared at her. "What?"

Shadowflight turned around. "Never mind, it's all to complicated to explain."

She picked up some mice and traveled back to camp still thinking about what she had said. Did she really miss being a Twoleg…she was just about to be in high school, which she had always wanted to be in…

No. Shadowflight shook her head firmly. She was a cat now. She could never go back.

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Shadowflight stretched and opened her eyes. She looked down at her paws…wait, where were they?

She stood up, and her head broke through the roof of the warriors den.

"No!" she yelled, and her voice seemed to bellow from her thought.

Yowl! A cat screeched. Shadowflight looked down-way down and saw Sootpaw.

"What happened to me?" the words came out of her mouth, but they sounded wrong. To loud, and heavy.

Cats ran and hid in the side of the camp in terror. Shadowflight stood up, and began to walk in long, fast strides.

"StarClan, what did you do to me?"

She ran out of the camp, and dashed through the forest. Everything was wrong.

"Help! I'm a human!" Shadowflight yowled.

"Amanda?" a head appeared out of the window of a Twoleg nest. "Oh Amanda!"

Shadowflight mother ran out of the house and grasped Shadowflight in her arms. "Where were you? I was so worried!"

A huge question mark appeared in Shadowflight's head, and her mind went blank.

"Look at you! You're so dirty! Come in and take a shower."

Shadowflight let her mom lead her into the house.

"ThunderClan…" Shadowflight said, "Skystar! Help me!"

"Are you all right Amanda?" her mom asked.

"Who's Amanda? My names Shadowflight," Shadowflight asked.

"Uh…what? Are you alright?" Her mom asked again.

"No. Mom, I'm sorry, I don't belong here."

Shadowflight charged out of the house, with her weeping mom following.

"StarClan!" Shadowflight yowled.

"Bewildered and frightened, that you are," said a sweet voice behind her.

Shadowflight turned around. "Spottedleaf…help. Please."

"Yes, we turned you back into a Twoleg…I'm sorry."

"Why…am I a Twoleg?"

Spottedleaf's eyes glazed over with fear sadness and pain. "A time of great trouble is coming, Shadowflight. We turned you into a Twoleg because if you were a cat, you would have great trouble in a battle. Great trouble you will see if you are still a cat…great sadness…You can lead a happy life if you are a Twoleg."

"I don't care about great trouble!" Shadowflight spat, "Turn me into a cat, NOW!"

Spottedleaf looked at her hard. "You may regret this decision, Shadowflight, but if is your wish then…"

She padded foreword and touched her nose to Shadowflight's. "Be a cat," she whispered simply.

Shadowflight felt the ground lurch beneath her and suddenly she was falling…falling…falling…

"Shadowflight, wake up, It's time for my warrior ceremony."

Shadowflight opened her eyes. She looked down at her paws. Paws, yep.

"Shadowflight!" Rainpaw called, "I'm going to be a warrior!"

Ohhh, becha didn't see that coming! What do you thing the great sadness will be?