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Nightpaw

Nightpaw opened her eyes to her mother's screaming. The gray-she cat slowly crept out of the rotten log and the voices became clearer.

"Where is he?" cried Sandstream, "Where is Blackpaw!"

"I don't know!" answered Silverwing, "He could have left without me knowing!"

"Silence!" Nightpaw heard a yowl and the smell of blood reached her nose. She crept out even more, more curious now. She could see Silverwing hunched on the ground, a large slash across his chest. Sandstream was standing over him, with cold green eyes.

"Mother…" whispered Nightpaw, stepping out of the log, "What's going on?"

The pale ginger she-cat's cold eyes settled on her daughter and they immediately softened, "My dear. Your brother is missing. And this," she flicked her tail to Silverwing, "Won't tell me where he is."

"I don't know!" repeated Sliverwing.

"Shut up!" Sandstream hit the tom hard with a paw. Then an evil smile stretched onto her face. She turned to her daughter, "Use it," she ordered.

The young she-cat's eyes widen, "Mother! But you said…"

"I know what I said!" snapped Sandstream, "But now is the perfect time."

"Yes mother," Nightpaw approached Silverwing, "I'm sorry," she whispered before locking eyes with the tom.

Blackpaw

Blackpaw smelled the air. It was weird to be in another part of the forest. However what was even weirder to him was the black hard stuff in front of him. The black stuff was maybe four to five fox lengths across. There were white and yellow markings on it as well. "What is this?" he whispered, taking a cautious step on it. It was hard under his paw. "It seems sturdy." He took another step, then another, till all four paws rested on it. He took a step forward and heard a roar coming from down the black stuff. A huge silver creature was coming his way. Blackpaw yowled in fear and raced to the other side of the black stuff and into the thick undergrowth. When he didn't hear the creature anymore he slowed to a stop.

"Well look who decided to drop in."

Blackpaw looked up to see a yellow tom. Next to him was a lilac colored dog. "Who are you?" asked Blackpaw, "Are you from one of the clans?"

The tom shook his head, "However you will find help from over there," he gestured to the left where a small stream was flowing, "Good luck."

The tom and dog began to walk away, "Wait!" called Blackpaw, "How can I trust you?"

"Don't worry," said the tom, "Darkpaw trusts us." The tom and dog disappeared into the forest.

Blackpaw padded over to the stream but didn't see anyone around, "I wonder who is supposed to help me?" He bent down and began lapping up some water. After his drink he began walking upstream, watching the fish swim in the stream. "I can't believe it," he whispered, "I have never seen some of the things before. Like that black stuff and creature and this new territory." A weird scent entered his nose. Blackpaw paused, "What is this smell?" He released whatever it was, it was getting closer. He heard a growl behind him. He whirled around and came face to face with a red creature.

Flightwing

"Hey Cinderstream, do you think there is something odd with Lilystar?" asked Flightwing.

Cinderstrem looked up from a pile of herbs she was sorting, "No, why?"

"Uh, nothing. Just wondering."

"Oh, well I have some news," said Cinderstream, "I'm thinking of taking Skykit as my apprentice!"

Flightwing gasped, "But why? You are still young! You won't die anytime soon! Look at Leafpelt of Flameclan! She doesn't have an apprentice and she is older than you!"

"I don't know," said Cinderstream, "But I feel Skykit will be a great apprentice. And I asked her as well, and she agreed."

"But they won't be warriors for a moon!" protested Flightwing, "She could change her mind!"

"Why are you so against her being a medicine cat?"

"Well… because it looks like a sad life… I mean not having a mate…"

Cinderstream's fur bristled in rage, "I'M FINE!"

Flightwing jumped back at Cinderstream's outburst, "I'm sorry." She hurried out of the den and blinked as sunlight hit her face. She saw Lilystar hurry into her den, with Scareye trailing behind her. Without a second thought Flightwing crept closer till she could hear voices coming from inside.

"You pushed yourself too hard Lilystar," said Scareye.

"I'm fine." Flightwing heard Lilystar spit on the ground, "Don't worry. I'll be okay in a bit."

"But you lost two lives in a moon! You are not fine! You should let Cinderstream look at you."

"No," Lilystar's voice dropped to a whisper. Flightwing leaned in closer, "Starclan chose for this to happen. And I must obey."

"But why are you accepting this!" cried Scareye, "You are a young cat with a life ahead of you! You must live!"

Lilystar chuckled, "Scareye. I have betrayed Starclan and I am being punished for it. Don't worry, you will make a great leader!"

"What's wrong with you?!" Flightwing heard Scareye's pawsteps coming to the entrance. She scrambled towards the fresh-kill pile and randomly chose a vole and began to eat, keeping one eye on Scareye who surveyed the camp. His eyes rested on Flightwing for a second before they darted elsewhere.

"What are you looking at?" asked Blacktail sitting down next to her.

"Nothing," replied Flightwing quickly, getting to her paws. She wanted to be alone with her thoughts and there was only one place she could go, "I'm going to look for geese." She raced out of camp without a word and lifted into the sky. She found a small pocket of rising air and let it carry her through the forest. "I wonder," she thought, "What did Lilystar mean? Why would Starclan punish her? She is a great leader!"

"Flightwing."

Flightwing looked to her left and almost fell out of the sky, "Darkpaw!" she cried.

Darkpaw seemed to be flying next to her. Only he wasn't. His paws were moving like he was running. Only not on ground, but on air. The black tom smiled, "Hello Flightwing. How have you been?"

"What's wrong with Lilystar?"

"That doesn't concern you."

"Yes it does!" snapped Flightwing, "She is the leader of my clan!"

Darkpaw shook his head, "Now is not the time. Right now you must be ready for a friend who looks like the enemy."

"What? What are you talking about?"

"You will see when the time comes. And Flightwing? Please don't do it."

"Do what?" asked Flightwing. But Darkpaw was gone and Flightwing was alone in the sky.