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Chapter 12

The next morning, when Snowpaw got out of her nest, it took her a while to remember why she was feeling so bad. Then, as she walked out of the apprentice's den, she saw Rainstripe smirking at her from the entrance to the warriors den, and it was like a sharp stone was lodged in her throat.

"Hunting." Was all she said to Lionmane as she dashed out of camp. She thought if she could distract herself with hunting, she would feel better. The fog was gone, last night's rain had cleared it up.

Four mice, two squirrels, three voles, and a finch later, she was forcing herself to admit that this wasn't working. As she dragged her catch back into camp, Rubyheart was awaiting her at the entrance, pacing frantically.

"There you are! Good StarClan, you had me worried, I thought a badger or a fox had gotten you or something worse-" He stopped pacing with two paws in the air as he registered just how much prey she caught. "Great StarClan! Did you catch all that yourself?!"

Snowpaw nodded glumly. She began dragging her catch over to the freshkill pile, Rubyheart helping her. When they had finished, Rubyheart turned to her and meowed. "You deserve a feast after this. Have anything, take your pick!"

"I'm not hungry."

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Later, she had been helping to repair the camp wall when Rainstripe came over to her, smirking as usual. "What's the matter, kittypet? Working, for a change? This wall better be up to my standards by the time I come back, or it's elder duty for good."

Snowpaw stiffened. Then she hissed. "If you had any idea of how the Warrior Code works, you would know that it's every cat's duty to make repairs, and by the way, your mother is standing right there."

Rainstripe turned to look at Bluetip, whose face was filled with disgust. "I would have thought, as a warrior, you might have been more mature about this foolish rivalry. I guess not. You're just like your father, a foolish mouse-brain." Bluetip hissed and stalked off, leaving Rainstripe looking confused.

Snowpaw walked off later to look for Stormpaw, who was also repairing the wall. He was in a foul mood, and when she approached, he let out a snarl. "I'm working! I'm working! Oh, hi, Snowpaw." He turned to look at her, his face set in a scowl. Snowpaw thought he looked rather silly with that expression, but she didn't say anything.

"Hi. Your mom was mad at Rainstripe." Snowpaw mewed, looking at him with concern.

"She should join the club." Stormpaw hissed.

"Well, I had hoped that he might begin to try a new leaf, but-" Snowpaw broke off as Stormpaw glared at her.

"Don't waste my time with your pathetic excuses." Stormpaw growled. "Rainstripe's been overshadowing me for my whole life, and what made you think that being a warrior would change that? Rainstripe is a sadistic heap of fox dung and anyone trying to see the good in him is in for a rough surprise!"

Snowpaw looked at him incredulously. Why was he acting like this?

"Then again, I wouldn't expect you to know what it feels like when your brother gets everything you've ever wanted." Stormpaw spat. "As a kittypet, you wouldn't have to share!"

Snowpaw felt like a white hot claw stabbed into her heart. Stormpaw looked at her, then his face twisted in horror. "Snowpaw- No, I didn't mean-!"

"What would I know?" Snowpaw hissed, struggling not to let the flood of tears that had welled up in her eyes at Stormpaw's words break loose. "You know nothing. You don't know how I came to the forest, do you? Well, I was thrown out by the other kittypets after I tried to tell them about how the clans worked. I stuck up for you all, and told them that clan cats were noble and kind, but now I can see that you're no better than any kittypet!" Snowpaw let out a choked sob, and fled, her tears nearly blinding her as she ran. She had no idea where she was going, and she didn't care. All she wanted was to go somewhere where she wouldn't see Stormpaw's amber eyes ever again.

She finally stopped running when she was next to the ShadowClan border. The river was much wider and more churning here. She wished that she could cross the river and the mountains, go so far away no one would dare to even try to find her.

"Snowpaw!" The shriek, filled with terror and pain, caught her off guard. Snowpaw turned to see Oakpaw clutching at the roots of a tree that was overshadowing the churning waters. The roots were slipping, and Oakpaw was barely managing to hold on.

"Help me!" She shrieked, slipping another mouse-length closer to the swirling water.

Snowpaw bounded over to her, looking at the ground. There was a stretch of dry ground where she was standing, and one on the other side of the tree roots. It was risky, but if she got a running start…

She paused. This was Oakpaw, wasn't it? The one who wouldn't trust her as much as if she was a ShadowClan warrior. What if she just let her fall? No one would ever know. Nobody came up this way, and even if they did, Oakpaw's body wouldn't go any further than those sharp rocks about three fox-lengths downstream. It would be so easy just to let her fall. She could pretend to be ignorant. She could act just as shocked as the rest of the clan when, if at all, they found her. It would be so easy…

No! Snowpaw gritted her teeth. Oakpaw may be a horrible cat, but she's my clanmate! I will not let her die! With a heaving surge, Snowpaw flung herself at Oakpaw just as her grip on the roots slipped. Snowpaw seized Oakpaw's scruff in her teeth as she landed, tumbling over on top of her, on the rocky outcrop on the other side of the tree's roots.

Oakpaw let out a relieved gasp, pushing away from Snowpaw as the white she-cat panted. "I- I thought for a second there- You- you were gonna let me fall." Oakpaw gasped.

"So did I." Snowpaw muttered under her breath, while Oakpaw got to her paws.

"Listen- This doesn't change anything between us. This stays between us, and we're never gonna talk of it." Oakpaw growled.

"Not even a thank you?" Snowpaw asked playfully.

Oakpaw hissed. "One day, kittypet, one day…"

I've had this scene in mind for a while, now I finally got around to it. And, poor Snowpaw, she's still not speaking to Stormpaw. Should I get them back together? Maybe. Tell me in the reviews!