Warriors belongs to Erin Hunter

Moonpaw walked to the medicine cat den feeling exhausted. Spottedstream had just had her kits. Their names were Airkit and Stripedkit. She could imagine them becoming fine warriors. Just like you'll never be. Moonpaw scowled and shook her head.

She looked up at Starclan wondering how the traveling cats where, and if they had found Duskfang.

She yawned again and went into the medicine cat den, keeping her thoughts to herself.

The four cats spent the night in Duskfang's den. As nightfall came to them so did sleep.

Duskfang slowly opened his bright golden eyes and carefully sat up. He looked over to were the clan cats where sleeping and then walked out as quietly as possible.

Although this might be shocking to learn Dawnbird was actually a really light sleeper which was also why she was put on guard a lot. And tonight she had been told to keep an eye on the rogue. She quickly stepped over her sleeping Clanmates not once thinking of waking them.

She followed the exile as he sped across some undergrowth and disappeared behind a bush. She stopped at the bush and suddenly heard voices. But she couldn't understand a word; it wasn't that she wasn't close enough it just sounded weird.

She heard one voice that sounded like Duskfang's and another that was lower, rougher and sounded furious. In the conversation the tom was the one with the cool head.

After awhile the voices softened and she heard the bush rumble, so she quickly hid herself and watched as Duskfang walked out of the bush and headed back to his den, not at all in a hurry. Dawnbird walked out of her hiding place and wondered what that had been all about, but then rushed off so she could get there before Duskfang realized she had left.

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The four cats walked silently and quickly. About twenty minutes ago, Duskfang had looked back at his home and given a tired sigh. Leaving to go back to a place he didn't want to be.

But he kept his promise and didn't try to run away.

Eagleflight suddenly stopped, Willowleaf looked around confused until she noticed were they where. She sniffed the air. Terror the dog's territory markers where fresh.

Duskfang didn't seem to care though because he walked past the warriors and straight towards the scent markers.

"What are you doing?" Willowleaf hissed. "We need to go around! This is Terror's territory."

Duskfang looked back "So what? This is the shortest way and I'm not spending another day on this." He kept walking.

"But what about Terror?"

Suddenly the bushes began to shake, and a deep growl was heard. The dog jumped out ready to defend its territory but seemed to stop in midair when it saw Duskfang.

The dog growled at Duskfang showing its large yellow fangs.

"Remember me?"

Duskfang hissed and crouched down his golden eyes glaring at Terror. He lashed his tail, but then used it to point at a tree that was right behind him.

"Climb up that now." He ordered. The three warriors looked at each other then walked behind the rouge and to the tree. Willowleaf glanced back at Duskfang, but he hadn't moved and inch. She climbed up the tree and looked back down.

Duskfang unsheathed his claws and took a step toward the dog. Terror eyes widened and he backed up. Duskfang snarled then backed up never taking his eyes off of the mutt. When he reached the tree he hissed at the mutt and climbed up. The dog glared but she could see fear in his eyes.

What did Duskfang do to this dog? Willowleaf wondered. She looked at it and saw some missing patches of fur, Terror's left ear was completely torn off, he had a large scar running down his left eye, and his tail tip was gone.

She looked at Duskfang that had come up to their branch.

"We'll travel by trees I doubt that dog could resist taking a bite at us." He jumped to another branch. "Come on."

Eagleflight followed and looked down at the dog as it followed them.

They all traveled this way all of them taking cautious glances at Terror.

They soon reached the end of the mutt's territory, and scooted their way down the tree.

Duskfang glared at the dog and growled.

The black dog suddenly sub missed.

Willowleaf couldn't believe it.

Terror was terrorized.

Duskfang snorted and turned around. "Let's go."

They made good time since this time they didn't need to look around for flowers like they did before. By sundown they had made it to the two leg fence that held the hoof footed creature.

Duskfang jumped up onto the fence, it took him a second to realize that the warriors weren't following. He looked down at them.

"Let's go." He muttered.

The three cats glanced at the hoof footed creature warily.

"We won't go in there now come on!" he snapped lashing his tail.

Eagleflight snarled "There's no reason to snap at us Duskfang,"

"If I don't you won't listen." The two toms glared at each other, but eventually Eagleflight hopped up behind the exile.

Willowleaf and Dawnbird looked at one another; Dawnbird rolled her eyes and mouthed the word 'toms' Willowleaf chuckled.

They walked on the fence to a twoleg's nest, its walls where covered with red and the scent of hay came from it.

Willowleaf's stomach growled, and she looked down embarrassed. She heard Dawnbird chuckle and Eagleflight look at her in concern he looked up to the rogue.

"Hey, Duskfang is there any food in there?"

The tom glanced back and nodded not really seeming to care.

When they reached the two legs dwelling Duskfang jumped down from the fence and went in front of the red door he called in.

"So what are we going to do? Go ask some two legs for food?" Dawnbird said.

Duskfang ignored her "Scrap? Ya in there?"

Suddenly a tortoiseshell cat's head popped up from behind the large door.

"Aye! Duskfang! How's life treating ya? Here for more kicking practice, or are you…" His voice was accented and he seemed to want to say more.

But Duskfang cut him off with a lash of his tail toward the warriors. Scrap shut his mouth and looked at them with green eyes.

"Aye there, I know your scents, you the cats who ran through the field." He laughed "Right behind Sebastian too, I heard that horse screaming from the other side of the farm. You lucky you ain't flat cats right now." he said.

The warriors looked at each other.

"You never walk behind a horse; you'll spook 'em. Next thing ya know there's a big black hoof in yer face."

"We spooked the horse?" Asked Dawnbird, her fur standing on end with irritation.

The tom chuckled. "Aye, yes you did. Never mind that though, come on in."

"Is there anything to eat Ummmm…"

"Names Scrap just like Duskfang said. And ya there's plenty to eat, you trip over mice here and it don't matter how many you eat there's still more." With one white paw Scrap pushed the door open farther.

Duskfang walked in followed by the warriors.

(Author's Note: I don't know why but I love Scrap's accent.)

What Scrap had said was barley an exaggeration, as there where mice everywhere. It took very little time and effort to catch them and soon all of the cats where lying in hay eating their fill.

Willowleaf lay next to Eagleflight, who has his brown head on her shoulders. Her rhythm of breathing lifting it slowly up and down.

Duskfang glanced at them with golden eyes. He wasn't surprised by this or the least bit hurt. He had left his feelings for any cat but Redfern in Nightclan the day he was exiled.

Willowleaf had eaten many mice she had stuffed them down very quickly. That was odd because if he remembered right Willowleaf wasn't usually a big eater, a mouse or two usually filled her up.

Duskfang didn't know how but he was lying in the same haystack as Dawnbird, who didn't seem to know how she got their either. They both ate their mice in silence.

"How's Sunkit?" Duskfang asked unexpectedly startling the she-cat. "He should be a warrior by now right?" he ripped at the mouse and gulped down a piece.

Dawnbird looked at him and she felt a certain fear at being with her former Clanmate. His icy behavior toward them didn't help one bit. But she didn't show it. "He's a warrior, a great hunter. His name is Sundapple now." She went back to her mouse.

Duskfang nodded slightly "Who was his mentor?" he asked as he ripped off another piece of the mouse.

"Rowanfur was his mentor."

Duskfang looked surprised but only for a fleeting second and soon it disappeared, leaving Dawnbird to wonder if it had ever been there.

"I thought Adderstripe was going to be his mentor." Duskfang said careful to keep his voice neutral.

"He was asked but he rejected Thymestar." Dawnbird remembered the shocked looks on everyone's faces. "He said he didn't deserve an apprentice and left it at that."

Duskfang face was emotionless but inside he pondered over this, remembering Adderstripe's sad and scared green eyes

So the traitor had regrets.

The waxing moon hung in the sky dark clouds speckled it. The stars shinned brightly.

Willowleaf moved slowly away from Eagleflight, she didn't want to wake him. She wasn't sure why she was being so quiet though, as if anyone could hear over Scrap's snoring.

She headed outside, her patched pelt gleaming in the white moonlight.

She walked next to the twoleg fence. The horse was nowhere to be seen she starred up at the moon.

There was no doubt in her mind, no more denying it. She was carrying kits. She glanced at her stomach where the bump had begun to swell. She felt a mother's joy but a little fearful as well.

A pat of paws she turned around to see Duskfang walking along the two leg fence he glanced at her. His golden eyes seemed to glow in the darkness there emotionless depths scared the she-cat.

"What are you doing here?" she asked.

Duskfang flicked his tail "nothing, as you can see I'm not running away." He stopped walking. Willowleaf glared at him.

"What are you doing out here?" He asked jumping down the fence.

"None of your business." She snapped.

Duskfang looked at her "What thinking about your kits?"

Willowleaf's green eyes widened in shock she instinctively curled her tail around her stomach proving the rogue right. "How did you know?" she asked dumbfounded.

"When I was in Nightclan you where never that fat," Duskfang said walking past her toward the barn "So I assumed you where carrying kits, although at first I thought that you where letting yourself go."

Willowleaf arched her back and hissed "I would not do that!" she felt her fury in her voice her fur bristled.

A slight chuckle from Duskfang,

She blinked and saw a small grin on the tom's face although she couldn't see it clearly because his back was to her. For a second it seemed like he was the old Duskfang who would always joke around and smile at her annoyance.

But the image of Duskfang killing instantly came to mind. She blinked and shook her head, the moment was gone.

Duskfang walked toward the barn "I won't tell anybody, they're your kits so I won't bother with it." He went back into the barn.

Willowleaf looked up at the moon for a moment and then followed Duskfang and went back into the barn returning to Eagleflight's side. She spotted Duskfang jumping into a haystack and laying down his back to her.

She closed her eyes and allowed sleep to take her. Willowleaf's dreams where filled with kits.

I'm sorry it has taken me so long to upload this. I just got into high school and have had no time to write and this has been one of my longest chapters.

Response to last reviews:

Thymestar I understand exiling Duskfang made her a bitch, but what's wrong with Eagleflight? I haven't had him do anything evil or mean or weak so why? I know he's Willowleaf's new mate but what did you expect her to wait, for Duskfang? Who she saw kill a deputy, and was exiled? Duskfang loved Willowleaf so does Eagleflight his only crime is having the same feelings as him. And if Willow likes him he can't be that bad.

My favorite characters: Duskfang (he's bad ass and awesome), Moonpaw (I just love her), Redfern (sweet and a medicine cat), Molekit (learn why later)

My least favorite characters: Warscar (naturally), Deadlight (learn why later), I can't tell you the others