A/N: So Midnight will be here soon and I do mean here in a few chapters, like 3 or 4. For now though we go back to WindClan.

Taking A Tribe Cat Home

Pacing around the camp like a kit with a fox outside, Pity watched the Clan go about their daily duties. He watched the warriors bring in food, go out on patrols, and come back from patrols. He watched as the apprentices took care of the elders and fetched things for the warriors.

Sandpaw was done with his share of chores and watched his friend pace. When Pity was close he muttered, "What are you worried about?"

Pity stopped, his red tail lashing, his brown eyes looked worried and angry, "I'm worried about Puffball and Icron." He growled their friend's name.

"Hawkpaw and Loudpaw are fine," Sandpaw corrected, "Plus that merciless she-cat only likes you. She wouldn't fall for that sad piece of dung that we call the South Wind."

"Big talk from the West Wind." Pity meowed. He let out a purr of affection for his friend. "Do you really think so?" Sandpaw couldn't answer because Onestar and Moss walked up.

"We need you two to take Moss and her kits back to the Tribe." Onestar said, "ASAP."

"Right now they're asleep but I want them home before their eyes open." Moss said, "The first thing they see is what they will be named after." Onestar nodded and walked towards Kestrelflight.

"You may want to tell Whitetail that your leaving for a little while." Pity said. "Oh and make sure you won't get in trouble with Crowfeather for taking away the Rouge Prisoner and the visiting Tribe cat."

"Crowfeather?" Moss asked, "Was he the mean little tom from before the Clans came here?" She tilted her head. The toms nodded, "He attacked Crag many many times."

"I'll be right back you guys." Sandpaw said. The other two nodded and joined Onestar and Kestrelflight. Sandpaw located his mentor, "Whitetail!" He called.

The she-cat had just gotten back with Breezepelt and Nightcloud from a patrol. She bound up to her apprentice and asked, "What is it Sandpaw?"

"Onestar wants Pity and I to take Moss and he kits home." Sandpaw said, "May I go?"

"Yes you may," She said, "And you've trained well so when you get back I'll see about making you a warrior with Boulderpaw." Sandpaw licked her shoulder in excitement. She nodded and walked away.

Sandpaw bound over to his friends. Moss was eating something and Pity was licking his lips. "Here Sandpaw," Kestrelflight said pushing some herbs toward him, "Eat these, they're traveling herbs."

Sandpaw nodded and crouched to lick them up. Pity paced around Sandpaw and flicked him with his tail. Sandpaw was being extremely slow to annoy him. Pity finally gave up and went to get the kits. Moss followed him. Sandpaw finished off his herbs and stood up.

"Sandpaw?" Onestar asked, "I've been keeping tabs on your training and Whitetail told me that you should become a warrior when you get back. Do you mind if I let you train Pity as your apprentice?"

Sandpaw stepped back in shock, "M–me mentor Pity?" He asked, "I'd love to, but why would you trust me to do that?"

Kestrelflight and Onestar exchanged looks, "He listens to you and obeys your orders when you tell him to do something." Kestrelflight explained, "Only you, he only listens to you. You're basically the only choice unless we send him to another Clan."

Sandpaw nodded, "I'd love to mentor him Onestar." He licked his leaders shoulder and nodded to the medicine cat. "I'll go help them get the kits ready to leave."

He turned to go when Onestar said, "Oh and you have until the next full moon to get back if you want to stay in the Clan." With that he and the medicine cat turned and left. Sandpaw's eyes widened and he bound over to the nursery.

He stuck his head inside and saw Pity nudging one of the little toms to his paws and Moss picking up the little she-cat. Sandpaw reached over and gripped the third tom by the scruff. He lifted the kit off the ground and backed outside again.

His friends followed him out and the trio carried the kits to the entrance of the camp. Sandpaw looked back and sighed. He would miss the camp while he was gone. Pity set his tail on Sandpaw's shoulder and nudged him forward. Sandpaw led the way out and they set off for the edge of the territory.

"Sandpaw! Pity!" A voice called from behind them. Sandpaw about dropped the kit in astonishment. He turned and set down the kit. The black she-cat came sprinting towards them.

"Alse?" Pity called, "What are you doing here? You'll get in trouble."

She slowed and rubbed her nose down Sandpaw's muzzle, "I came as fast as I could, I had a vision you were leaving for a while." She breathed in, "And I wanted to see you off. Good-bye my friends, hurry back please." She purred when she saw the kits, "They're beautiful Moss, give Sheer my congratulations."

"Thank you Alse," Moss said setting the she-cat down, "I'm pleased you could see them before we left. Oh and tell the rest I said hello and wish I could have seen them."

Alse nodded, "Oh! I'm Tanglepaw now, I forgot to tell you guys."

"That's great!" Sandpaw said, "I'm so proud!" He touched noses with her. "But sadly we can't stay too long, we only have until the full moon to be back." He purred at her and picked up the kit.

The four cats said their good-byes and Tanglepaw took off for her part of the forest. Sandpaw and Pity took the lead as Moss asked them to. Pity turned to check on Moss and she was trotting right behind them.

Sandpaw watched his friend with worry, he had a feeling something would happen when they were either on their way to the cave or on the way back. When they reached the mountain unchallenged his feeling increased. They stopped to rest and feed the kits.

Moss lay down and the kits cuddled up to her. Pity sat right outside Moss's hearing distance and Sandpaw joined him. "I have a bad feeling about this trip Arson." Pity said, "I think we're not going to get there and back safely."

"Oh good." Sandpaw said. Pity looked appalled that he had said that, "Oh I meant I thought I was imagining things when I got that feeling, so I'm glad I'm not the only one to feel it." Pity nodded in understanding. "I wonder how the girls are taking us leaving?"

"Alse: not well I would guess, Puffball: very badly, and I would think Ilce wouldn't care too much." Pity mewed thoughtfully. "And anyway I think we're not going to make it back in time."

"Not unless we use our abilities." Sandpaw sighed, "I doubt we will otherwise." At that moment both of their pelts bristled at the scent that passed by their noses. "We can smell up to a mile away can't we?" Pity nodded.

"Don't tell me that ass of a rouge is looking for a fight again." Pity snarled. He stood and inhaled the scent. "It is him!" He hissed in anger. "I'll tear him to shreds!"

Sandpaw leaped onto his friend, "No!" We have a job to do, we can't go after the rouge who wants Alse dead yet." Right after he said it he stalked over to Moss, "Let's get going."

Moss and Pity grabbed two of the kits. Sandpaw told them he would catch up and they went ahead. The third kit mewed in fear and curled its self around his paw. The kit was pale ginger and had a stripe of black down his face like a scar.

The next thing he knew was that the kit opened its eyes. "Mommy?" He asked.

Sandpaw nudged him to his feet, "No your mother is up ahead but I'll take you to her." He licked the kit, "What was the first thing you saw?"

"The fire on your chest." He replied. He yawned and looked up with huge blue eyes. Sandpaw whirled around and leaped at the tom who attacked him.

"What are you doing here?" The tom snarled, "You should be gone already." The tom lifted his paw and tried to rip Sandpaw's face off.

Sandpaw thrust all four paws at the toms belly and heaved him off, "You weigh a lot more than you used to kittypet." He snapped, "Now get out of my way, I'm taking this little guy to his mother." He picked the kit up and bound away.

The kittypet hissed as he went and Sandpaw waved his tail in farewell. Soon he caught up to Moss and Pity, "You guys!" He set the kit down and nudged him towards his mother, "This little guy opened his eyes."

"What!" Moss jumped up and licked her eldest son, "What did he see?" She put her tail protectively around her kit. The girl mewed and crawled over her brother to get to their mother. Moss lay down to feed them again.

"He saw the fire design on my chest." Sandpaw said, "His name is Fire On Cat's Chest."

"And hers is Kit That Runs Into Wall." Pity laughed, "She opened her eyes to a Twoleg kit running into a wall." Moss purred in laughter. The trio set down to rest halfway up the side of the mountain.

Moss led the way over the side of the mountain to get to a small valley that could rest and hunt in. The toms hunted a few rabbits and a small hawk. They brought the hawk back to Moss and let her have it. She ate and the kits slept. Soon enough the trio fell asleep. Sandpaw and Pity slept next to each other and Moss curled around her kits.

In the morning they set off again. Around midday they encountered the small valley the Clan cats had taken shelter in before going back to save Stormfur. Moss requested they stop for a bit so Pity set his kit down and lay down by the water. "You miss her don't you?" Sandpaw asked sitting next to him. Pity nodded and ran his paw through the water.

Fire bound up to the toms, "I wanna be like you!" He mewed in his small voice, "Can I hunt and train with you guys?" Sandpaw twisted his tail around the small tom and purred.

"Sorry kiddo but you aren't old enough." He said, "Maybe after you become a cave-guard or prey-hunter Sheer and Moss will let you visit us." Pity swiped his tail over the kits eyes and he fell asleep. "If you live long enough."

Pity and Sandpaw sighed. They both rested their heads on their paws and watched the water. Moss came up and licked both of them awake, "Boys? Can we get moving before moon rise?" Both toms got up and stretched.

"Moss?" Pity asked, "Is something wrong in the mountains? There's a reason you came to visit us other than just to say hi." Moss bowed her head and nodded. Pity picked up the kit he had been carrying and Sandpaw nudged the other to his paws.

"Time to go home." Sandpaw told them, "Quickly." He picked the kit up and dashed up the side of the valley. The others followed. Sandpaw skidded to a halt, "Sharptooth?"

Moss set the she-kit down, "No. It's worse than Sharptooth was."

Pity sighed, "I miss Star, she was cool." Moss and Sandpaw nodded. They picked up the pace and slipped silently into the waterfall cavern. Pity saw cats slip behind the waterfall.

"They're afraid," Sandpaw muttered around the kit, "Sheer must be devastated that you left without telling them." Moss ducked her head and led the toms behind the waterfall.

"Moss!" A dark brown tabby tom yowled, "You're alive!" He hurtled toward them and started licking her.

"Sheer," Moss purred, "Meet your kits: Kit That Runs Into Wall, Fire On Cats Chest, and Beak Of Dead Hawk."

Sheer licked each kit in turn and took Beak from Pity. Fire ran along side his father and Moss carried Kit to the nursery. She stopped and meowed, "Thanks Pity, thanks Sandpaw."

The toms nodded and melted back into the shadows. Stoneteller came out of his den and smiled at Moss's retreating form. Sheer was practically bouncing like a newborn kit. Pity let out a purr of appreciation to the Tribe. Sandpaw echoed him.

Stoneteller turned to them, "Pity? Arson?" The toms came forward, "Did you help Moss home?"

"Yes Stoneteller," Sandpaw said dipping his head to the cat, "She came seeking us with the Clans on the other side of the mountain." Stoneteller nodded, "And we must leave soon to get back to Alse, Ilce, Icron, and Puffball."

"They all have to-be names now." Pity said, "Arson here is Sandpaw, Alse is Tanglepaw, Puffball is Hawkpaw, Icron is Loudpaw, and Ilce is Icepaw." He bowed his head, "I don't have a Clan name yet."

Sandpaw nudged him, "You haven't been there as long as the rest of us though." Pity nodded, "And we must go now."

"Wait!" A large tom called from across the cave, "Arson please you must help us." The tom had a scar that held his lip up in a frozen snarl.

"Talon!" Pity greeted his friend, "We would love to help but we must get back before the full moon."

"Which is in three days." Sandpaw added, "But what is it you need?"

Talon blinked gratefully at the rouges, "Another like Sharptooth is hunting us and we need help."

Pity and Sandpaw exchanged glances, "I think," Sandpaw said, "We could get you some help. Pity and I don't have great abilities on mountain lions, but Alse and Ilce do."

"You would send the girls in?" Stoneteller asked surprised, "Over you two, you would prefer the girls to do it?" Talon flicked his tail in silent agreement.

"Well, they are stronger than us." Pity said, "We'll go fetch them and see if they will help you guys out." Talon nodded and Stoneteller thanked them.

Sandpaw turned and led the way to the exit. Moss ran up to them. "Thank you both for helping me and the kits." Fire, Kit, and Beak followed on unsteady legs.

"Thank you Pity and Sandpaw." The kits said in unison. The toms smiled and nodded.

"Your welcome." Sandpaw purred, "Become a strong little cave-guard Fire, I'll come check on you every so often." Fire bounded up to him and Sandpaw licked his head, "Be good for Moss and Sheer okay?"

"I will!" Fire said, "I'll be the best cave-guard and I'll keep my siblings in line." He saluted with his tail and the older cats laughed. "Bye Sandpaw, bye Pity."

They exchanged their good-byes and left.

A/N: So there you have another installment of Immortal Rouges. Pity and Sandpaw made it back to camp the night before the full moon and became Sandfire with his apprentice Mosspaw. R&R!