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Chapter Three: SunClan?

Squirrelpaw woke up with a start, bolting up straight and staring at what seemed to be the wall. She had almost collided with the dark figure hovering above her. "Ow..." She muttered, raising a silver paw and rubbing her head gently. She shook out her fur, blinked a few times, trying to clear her somewhat blurry vision, trying desperately to see through the dark she was in.

"Where...?" The young apprentice started, and then paused when she saw the familiar yellow eyes of that apprentice who had told his mentor about her earlier. "What was his name? Lightningpaw? Stormpaw? Ugh... What was it?" She racked my memory for his name.

She sat up straight, suddenly remembering. "Thunderpaw..." The name rolled off her tongue almost naturally, as if she had said it before. It seemed... Almost familiar to her. But how? Squirrelpaw shook her head, as if shaking the thought out of her head, and then looked back to the yellow-eyed tom. He grinned, his pearly white teeth almost shining as the moon's light shone into the den and hit his smile through the narrow gap in the roof. Squirrelpaw scowled in response, quickly looking away.

Thunderpaw frowned, taking a hesitant step towards the hostile she-cat. Squirrelpaw whipped her head around, back to him, and glared. He froze, and then took a step back, sitting his behind back onto the ground.

"Sorry for dragging you all the way here so you wouldn't freeze to death," He mumbled under his breath without meeting Squirrelpaw's cold, gray eyes. The female apprentice's ear twitched as she heard his words, and her gaze soften.

A short, quiet silence passed over them before Squirrelpaw broke it. "Thanks..." She managed through her teeth before returning to her former cold gaze and then standing from her nest. She shook out her long, silver fur, wincing as one of her wound's was touched by the moss of her nest. Grumbling, she limped out the entrance of the den and pass Thunderpaw.

She squinted as the sun's harsh rays beamed down on the clearing, obstructing her vision and making everything a bright, white color. She sighed, blinking, as she waited for her sight to return. When it did return, she continued to walk across the clearing and to the entrance.

"Where are you going?" A harsh voice called from the shadow's of the wall. She paused, looking around. With a grunt, she ignored the question and proceeded with leaving. Her tail twitched in annoyance as she saw someone, or something, come out and block her.

"I asked you a question," The voice asked again. She growled, dropping into a crouch in front of the figure, which seemed to be staring directly through her with it's bright, red-and-orange eyes. She swallowed hard, but held her ground, as the figure stepped out of the shadows and revealed a muscular black tom. He towed above Squirrelpaw, making the she-cat feel like a young kit.

Squirrelpaw shuddered, taking a few steps back so she could see the tom's face. He huffed, his whiskers twitching in annnoyance. "Are you going to answer me, or just sit there and look helpess?" He sneered, clawing at the ground. The silver she-cat hissed, baring her small, sharp fangs, and inched forward- her temper getting ahold of her.

"Darkflames!" Called a soft, caring voice from afar. The black tom stopped and turned around, watching as a cream colored she-cat came bounding up to him. Her belly was rounded, obviously with kits, Squirrelheart noted as the other she-cat stopped to catch her breath, leaning against the tom called Darkflames.

Once she could speak again, she stood up straight, shaking out her thick, cream pelt. She looked at the apprentice, and then at what seemed to be her mate, and then sighed sadly. "Darkflames, what are you doing?" She meowed, looking him in the eye without even flinching.

Darkflames rolled his threatening eyes, though the seemed almost less hostile now. "Nothing, Vanillaflower. Just making sure the pri-" He was cut off by a stern glare by his mate. "Er... Apprentice?" She gave a small nod, sending a glance to Squirrelpaw. He huffed again, and then shrugged. "Well, whatever it is, I was stopping her from escaping."

Squirrelpaw raised an eyebrow, looking from the she-cat to the tom, and then back to the she-cat. It baffled her how two totally different cats could be so close to each other. She blinked, studying the couple for a few moments, before shaking her head and then turning around. She waved her tail, as if saying 'Good-bye', and then began padding back towards th den.

"Not so fast there, short-stuff." Squirrelpaw heard Vanillaflower, the cream she-cat, meow behind her. Sighing, she stopped and turned around, waiting for whatever punishment or scolding she was going to get. She glanced down, feeling a sudden pain in her chest, and gasped as she saw a large, X-shaped gash.

Vanillaflower's gaze soften as she, too, spoted the wound. "Oh, dear..." She mumbled. "Has that been treated yet?" She meowed worriedly, Darkflames standing behind her and grumbling to himself.

Squirrelpaw looked from the gash to Vanillaflower, and then gave a small shrug. "I... I don't... I don't remember." She meowed, her eyes widening with worry.

Okay. I know this chapter was short, but... I dunno. I may or may not make it longer. I have yet to decide. :P