Grey is back! Ok, another time skip. It's been three moons since Lilypaw received a cryptic warning from a dying elder. Let's see what's happening.

"Hey, Sandfang!" I called, trotting up to the sand colored tom. He'd been made a warrior a while ago.

"Hey Lilypaw," Sandfang said. "What are you so excited about?"

"I'm getting my assessment soon! If I pass I'll be a warrior!" I mewed.

"Yeah, if you pass," Sandfang pointed out.

"Way to rain on my parade," I snapped, irritated.

Sandfang looked confused. "What's a parade? Is that a twoleg thing?"

I nodded. "Um parades are, well, it's kind of hard to explain…" I trailed off. It was hard to think of a way to explain what it was without sounding stupid. Sandfang and most other cats were very practical. They didn't see the point of a bunch of brightly colored monsters trailing up the road, one after the other.

Sandfang shrugged. "I've got patrolling to do anyway. See you later." He walked off and I bent over the fresh-kill pile and selected a fish.

"Lilypaw, we're going battle training," said Burnheart. I got up and followed Burnheart, Lionpaw and Sparkpaw to the training clearing. "Okay, now Sparkpaw, why don't you try to attack Lilypaw and Lilypaw, try to defend."

Sparkpaw had grown a lot over the last three moons. He was still a little on the small side, but he now had more muscle and he looked a little frightening, bending close to the ground and showing his fangs. Sparkpaw lashed out with one paw and almost caught me. I darted backwards, but lost my footing and crashed down on my back. Sparkpaw lunged forwards onto my chest. I thrashed underneath him and managed to throw him off. He slashed towards me with one paw and cut open a large gash on my right foreleg.

"Hey!" I shrieked "What did you do that for?"

"Sparkpaw, we never injure during training! What do you have to say for yourself?" Burnheart raged.

"I'm sorry," Sparkpaw said, cowering against the ground. "It was an accident."

"You should be more careful," Burnheart said. "You could have seriously injured her. Lilypaw, you should go back to camp and have one of the medicine cats take a look at that."

I nodded and ran back to camp as fast as I could with my injury. When I walked into camp, I noticed Greycloud standing near the medicine cat den.

"Hey, Greycloud, have you seen any of the medicine cats?" I asked.

"Morningspirit should be inside her den. Why?" Greycloud asked.

I showed her my shoulder. "I got a little scratched up during training."

"You'd better heal fast. You've got you assessment coming up." Greycloud pointed out. "By the way, I wanted to talk to you about Sandfang."

"What about Sandfang?" I asked.

"Well…" said Greycloud slowly. "You two seem pretty into each other and I was wondering if you were going to be, you know, mates."

"Ummmm, friends?" I asked, confused. "I thought we already were friends…"

Greycloud laughed. "No mouse brain, not just friends. You know, together."

I gaped at her a few seconds, finally understanding what she had just said. "WHAT? I don't think so, I mean he's great, but we're just friends, really!"

Greycloud smiled. "If you say so," she said in a way that suggested she thought I was lying.

"I'm not lying!" I screeched at the top of my lungs.

"What is all the yelling about?" asked Morningspirit, coming from the depths of her den. "Oh, Lilypaw, you're bleeding! Come on, I'll fix that." We walked into her den and she pushed some cobwebs onto the wound. "It wasn't a bad cut, but you'll have to stay off it for a while," Morningspirit said. "I wouldn't do anything strenuous for the rest of the day, okay? "Okay," I said. I was grateful for the extra sleep and I padded to the apprentice's den and curled up in my nest.

I dreamed again that night (day, whatever). I was in a meadow with two cats. Both of them were covered in shadows and I couldn't see what they looked like. I tried to taste their scent, but all I could smell was a jumble of confused scents of the forest and prey and cats and blood.

"Who are you?" I asked.

"We are your fate," said one of the cats, turning its head towards me. It was missing an eye and its front legs were twisted and covered in blood.

The second cat wasn't as bad, physically, but it was even scarier. Its black body constantly twisted and faded into its surroundings. The only part of it that stayed still were its red, gleaming eyes, which bored into mine and froze me to the ground. I tried to lift my paws and run away, but they were like rocks. The cat leaned over me and opened his mouth revealing teeth as black as his body. He brought them down on my throat and I woke up screaming.

I scrambled to my paws and bolted from my den and out of camp. It was night now, so no one was around except for the guard, whom I managed to avoid. I raced blindly through the forest, completely unaware of where I was heading, until I saw the lights of the Twoleg Place. Despite the fact that it was night and dark, someone was on the porch blasting Rihanna's Dusturbia.

I sang along for a minute or two before a voice behind me said irritably "What are you doing?"

"Sandfang!" I yowled, spinning around. "You scared me half to death!"

"Well I thought you were getting mauled! What were you yowling like that for?"

I glared at him. "I was singing. It did not sound that bad."

"Yes it did. I thought you were being attacked. Is singing a twoleg thing?" Sandfang asked.

"Yeah," I nodded. "It's like putting words to music. Like that." A new song had started up, Big Bang Two, by Chameleon Circuit.

"It's okay," said Sandfang. "Kind of nice, I guess."

"I loved music when I was a twoleg," I said.

"So did you just come out here to listen to music or was there a reason you went tearing out of the camp like there was a fox on your heels?"

I sighed. "I had a nightmare," I admitted.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Sandfang asked.

"Not really," I responded.

"This is nice music," said Sandfang. "It's very… bouncy."

"Yeah. Some songs are like this, some are slow, some are faster than this one. But most of them are really good."

"We should go back to camp," Sandfang said.

"Yeah, we should." I agreed, but neither of us moved to get up. We stayed curled up together for the rest of the night.

Invisible in the shadows, a small cat had heard every word. It grinned, thinking about this new information. So his enemy was a twoleg, was she? Well this had almost made it too easy to eliminate her. The apprentice smiled just thinking about it.

Okay guys, another mini cliffhanger! Hahaha. So now the evil cat knows her identity! Oh no! What will happen to poor Lilypaw? Read Review and be Merry!