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Goldenpaw's POV

Was that ShadowClan? It smelled like it, but it was diluted. I glanced back at the patrol, catching a last glimpse as they slid from view. It was mixed with a milky scent; it had to be a queen or a kit.

I paused, wondering if I should call for the hunting patrol, but quickly decided against it. I could deal with a queen or a kit.

I padded forward, peering cautiously through the damp leaves.

"Foxkit?" squealed a tiny voice.

I pushed my head through the grass, almost shocked to only see the terrified calico she-cat.

"Who are you?" I asked, allowing a hint of a snarl into my voice. "What are you doing here?"

"I'm Ivykit," she said, her eyes wide with fright. "I got lost. Where's Foxkit?"

"Who's Foxkit?"

"He's my brother. Where is he?"

"I don't know," I whispered, suddenly realizing the trouble Foxkit could be in. "First, you need to go back to ShadowClan. Come on."

Ivykit huddled by my paws, stumbling beside me as I ran. I debated calling to the patrol, but didn't. I could handle taking a kit back to ShadowClan, after all. I wasn't helpless.

I paused instinctively at the ShadowClan border, flinching away that the disgusting stench. Didn't these cats ever bathe?

Despite my entire mind screaming for me to get out, I was fine with crossing. I could smell an old fox den, and squirrel. There weren't any patrols, so I had no choice but to walk straight into ShadowClan.

I easily found the entrance to the camp, the ShadowClan scent surrounded it. I walked right in.

Half of ShadowClan stared at me in shock, wondering why a RiverClan apprentice would walk into their camp without another cat with her. I can't blame them.

"I found this kit in RiverClan territory," I said haughtily. "I decided it would be best to bring her back."

"Ivykit!" a queen gasped, running over and licking the kit firmly. "Where's Foxkit?"

Ivykit shrugged.

"Where's Foxkit?" the queen snarled, spinning over to me. "What have you done with my kit?"

"I only found this one," I snapped, bristling.

"Oh, I'm sure. I know what you RiverClan cats are like. Full of deceit! We can't trust you for a second before you take advantage of us!"

"What?" I hissed. "I bring back your kit when I find her and you accuse me of stealing your other one!"

"Calm down," a black apprentice I recognized soothed the queen. It was Blackpaw, from the Gathering. "I doubt that RiverClan stole Foxkit, he'll be fine, and the patrols will find him."

The queen's fur laid flat. "I suppose."

"I'll take Goldenpaw back to RiverClan," he said.

"Thanks," I muttered to the ShadowClan apprentice. "For helping out back there."

He gave me a sideways look. "You brought Ivykit back. You didn't deserve those insults."

I had a sneaking suspicion that Blackpaw had hidden something in there. Maybe about Ivykit?

I smiled. "I guess not."

"You don't respond well to criticism," Blackpaw said quietly.

"I was raised with it all around me. I usually just hurl them back."

He shrugged. "But still, you shouldn't when you're in an enemy camp without anyone to back you up."

"I guess not," I replied, crossing over the RiverClan border. "I'll se you at the next Gathering."

"Bye," the black tom replied.

It felt nice to have a friend, even if it was a ShadowClan cat.

Finally updated! Ivykit's going to be important. Anyone got guesses on why? Review!