Okay.. that took forever to update.. but all you reviewers took forever to review! Seriously! Oh well, this chapter spans a longer time, and I had no ideas, so I made it up as I went! Thanks to Moonstreak1, XStormcloudX, Swiftpaw of WindClan, and xXxXSkyheartXxXx for reviewing, and extra thanks to Moonstreak1 for the cat names(which will be used!)

DISCLAIMER: Don't own Warriors.. don't own Phantom of the Opera, Don't own a lot of stuff...

Whitepaw gaped at Lightwhisker as he sat down next to her. "W-What are you doing here?!" she asked, completely shocked.

"Talking to you. Who was that?" Lightwhisker asked, a simple, trusting smile on his face.

"Leafpaw... He's my..." Whitepaw trailed off.

"Mate? You're a little young for that, aren't you?"

"MATE?! No, he's my brother!" Whitepaw exclaimed, her eyes wide with horror. Her fur was fluffed up, her tail lashing wildly.

"Ah, I see. Stonestar told me that you were feeling rather confused about your brother. I was not aware, though, that you were allowed to meet him. I thought that the warrior code forbid having relationships outside of the clan!" Lightwhisker drew his tongue over his paw, watching Whitepaw with curiosity.

"Well, Leafpaw is my brother! Surely I'm allowed to talk to him! Also, it's not that bad! We've agreed that if we ever have to face each other in battle, we'll just attack another cat!" Whitepaw said, trying desperately to stare at the rock in front of her. She was desperate that Lightwhisker not learn more than he needed to.

"Ah, but then you'll be attacking each other's clanmates!" Lightwhisker said.

"So? We won't kill them!" Whitepaw hissed, standing. "You don't have the right to intrude anyways! I am perfectly safe within MoonClan territory! You are just a loner! You don't belong here!" Whitepaw snarled, unsheathed her claws, and seriously considered swiping them across his face. She decided against it and raced off into the trees.

She didn't care where she went, only so long as it was away from Lightwhisker. Blinded by fury, she dug her claws into the ground, tearing dirt up along with moss, grass, ferns, etcetera.

What did he care that she was talking with her brother?! Leafpaw was her only friend, and she would stick by his side! MoonClan had always seemed to regard her with distaste! She was an outcast in MoonClan. Leafpaw was her friend, her family! Even her mother didn't care about her!

Whitepaw continued to race through the forest, barely noticing when she came upon the gathering place. A cat was sitting there, his tail rump wriggling. He pounced and sat up, staring cross eyed at his nose.

Whitepaw unsheathed her claws again and began to back away. She turned to the forest and raced back to camp. Passing Stormflight, she hissed angrily under her breath and stalked into the now empty apprentice's den. Collapsing in her nest, Whitepaw tried not to think about Lightwhisker.

What do I care if he is offended?! He is nothing but a nosy fool!! With thoughts like that, Whitepaw fell into a dreamless sleep.

She awoke with someone prodding her side. Opening her eyes, she saw Twigclaw prodding her. "Hey, Whitepaw, come on! We have dawn patrol!" She stretched and padded out of the apprentice's den, looking longingly at the fresh-kill pile. Seeing the other members of the patrol waiting, Whitepaw stalked past it, feeling her stomach protest.

"We're patroling the DuskClan border," Fleetfoot announced. Whitepaw's heart fluttered with excitement, and she followed the patrol out of the camp.

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Four moons later

"Whitepaw, come on!" Stonestar called, and Whitepaw dashed forward to keep up with her mentor. Over the last four moons, she had grown strong and slim. Her fur had become sleeker still, and she was feeling great.

Her friendship with Leafpaw had prospered, and she had learned much from him. Her relationship with Lightwhisker had remained distant and cold. But, she was going to become a warrior soon, and that didn't really matter.

"Alright, now that we have caught up with the patrol, what can you scent?" Stonestar asked. Whitepaw lifted her head.

"Not much. A squirrel, a couple mice, but other than that..." she shrugged. Stonestar nodded, and padded onwards.

That night, Whitepaw snuck out of the camp to meet with her brother. "Hey, Leafpaw," she mewed when she reached the traditional meeting spot.

"Hey! How's life?" Leafpaw asked, sitting next to his sister.

"Fine. I know we've takled about this before, but you still consider MoonClan family, right?"

"Of course! What a silly question! I would never hurt MoonClan unless well.. you know," Leafpaw said, and Whitepaw nodded at his sincere voice. She believed him. Completely.

"Why do you ask?"

"I don't know.. it's just been bugging me," Whitepaw admitted.

"Oh well, Whitepaw, I want you to meet someone," Leafpaw mewed, standing and padding off a little ways into DuskClan territory. He motioned with his tail for Whitepaw to follow and she did.

For the first time in her life, she stepped over the DuskClan border. Mostly, it was Leafpaw who crossed the border, or they just sat on opposite sides, chatting. A small voice nagged Whitepaw, but she ignored it.

They continued into DuskClan territoy, and Whitepaw noted that though it seemed barren from across the MoonClan border, it was actually full of life. The plants were smaller, but they were abundant, living in the shade of rocks, or in crevices.

"Whitepaw, this is Moonpaw," Leafpaw mewed, and Whitepaw gaped at the silvery she-cat. She had a black stripe running from her forehead to her nose and bright green eyes.

"Hello, Whitepaw! Leafpaw has told me a lot about you," Moonpaw mewed. Whitepaw dipped her head respectfully, then looked questioningly at Leafpaw.

"Well... we're going to become mates when we take our warrior names," Leafpaw explained, shuffling her paws.

"Oh..." Whitepaw realized that Leafpaw's warrior ceremony must have not been far off either, and that he was old enough for that, "Congratulations!"

"Thanks!" Moonpaw beamed at Whitepaw, and the white she-cat grinned. I could get used to her!

"Whitepaw, you'd better head back to camp, before Stonestar or Darkstar finds you," Leafpaw said, raising his head and looking around.

"Yes, or you'd be in big trouble," a deep voice rumbled. Whitepaw's hackles rose, and she saw Moonpaw's eyes widen.

"D-Darkstar!" Leafpaw exclaimed, his mew filled with terror.

"You have quite a bit of explaining to do, Leafpaw. And you, MoonClanner, had better come with me," Darkstar said. Whitepaw turned around and looked the leader in the eyes. He was much larger than Stonestar or Thornclaw, and his eyes were cold.

Great SkyClan! Oh, please, if you're there, let me live through this! Whitepaw begged her warrior ancestors. A single star twinkled coldly down upon her and she shivered.

"You had better hope that you have a good explanation for this, if you don't, you'll be killed," Darkstar hissed, unsheathing his beyond sharp claws.

Moonpaw and Leafpaw began to pad back to camp, Darkstar in the lead. Whitepaw followed, her tail dragging in the dirt. Her heart was tight with fear.

What is he going to do to me?! She clenched her teeth and plodded onward, trying to remain calm.

Leafpaw looked back at her, and Whitepaw saw what was reflected in her own heart. He was scared. Her hopes fell.

"Well, at least Stonestar can have a better apprentice once I'm dead," Whitepaw whispered.

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Back in MoonClan territory, a cat thrashed restlessly in its nest. A frosty white will meet a falling leaf and the clans will never be the same again. Only through dawn can the white frost shine....

The gray leader's eyes flew open and she looked around. "Great SkyClan... what have we done?"

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