Thank you everyone for reviewing! It means a lot to me! ^-^ Anyways, yes I had to do that to Larkpaw. The poor thing… *hangs head* BUT, it had to be done! Anyways, I'm on a roll!

Don't completely hate 'ol Briarpath…I am not giving anything away so keep reading!

But any suggestions on what should happen? I want to know what you would like to see…err, I mean read! Haha!

So, shall we continue?

Chapter 10

Jaypaw

Jaypaw knew something was wrong as Larkpaw bounded up the camp walls and entered through the hole in the huge trunk. She headed straight to the apprentices' den without saying hello to anyone. That was when he knew something was really wrong.

Fawnpaw and Kindlepaw looked at each other in bewilderment and then glanced at him questionably. He shrugged but hurried to the den after her nonetheless. As he entered he hurried over to her nest. She was curled into a tight ball and her body was racked by her sobbing.

"…Larkpaw? Tell me what happened." Jaypaw sat down beside her. She didn't answer but curled up tighter in the mossy nest. She had quit sobbing now, but her whole body was shaking. He sighed and licked her ear.

"What did he do?" Jaypaw asked after they were both quiet for a little bit. Larkpaw shakily raised her head and glanced at him. Her eyes were full of sorrow and pain. She closed them and shook her head.

"He has a mate." She choked out. She burst into tears again and buried her face into her nest.

Jaypaw sighed. He knew it their meetings wouldn't last, but never thought it would end up like this!

"I'm so sorry, Larkpaw…" Jaypaw trailed off, unsure of what to say. His heart leaped at the chance of them being together now, but quilt tugged at him for being happy when she was so heartbroken.

She didn't reply. She only looked off at the other side of the den.

Suddenly Snakefire burst into the den. "Jaypaw!" She hissed in annoyance. "I've been searching for you all over camp! We are going on patrol now!" She gave him no chance to reply and whipped around and marched away. Jaypaw rolled his eyes. He couldn't wait until he was a warrior and didn't really have to deal with her.

He turned his attention back to his friend. "I have to go…will you manage for a little while?" Larkpaw kept quiet and still looked away from him.

He leaned down and licked her between the ears softly and padded away.

Larkpaw

The icy ground didn't hurt Larkpaw as she let her paws lead her away from that heartless tom. Confusion and the feeling of betrayal ripped at her heart. A moon or so go he was so sweet kind and understanding towards her! Now he shows up with a mate like nothing happened…

She shook her head, trying to clear it. Why would he do this? Did she do something wrong to make him do this to her?

The pain over whelmed her as Larkpaw struggled up the camp walls and ignored her friends and headed straight to her nest. She sobbed as she shut her eyes.

Nothing felt right. Soon Jaypaw was right next to her.

"…..tell me what happened." Larkpaw barely heard him.

She didn't want to talk to anyone right now. She remained quiet.

"What did he do?" Larkpaw cringed inside.

"He has a mate." She said quietly. Her throat tightened as she burst into to tears again.

-Later-

Before she realized it, Larkpaw had fallen asleep. She opened her eyes to the hunting grounds of StarClan. A faint glow of happiness flickered in her heart as she looked around the fields for Olivefur. There was no sign of her, but another cat was padding up to her.

It was a ghostly white tom with dark blue eyes that resembled another cat. Larkpaw frowned.

"Greetings, Larkpaw. My name is Icewhisp." He dipped his head in greetings and she returned the gesture. Then she realized with a jolt he looked like.

"Yes, Witherstar is my littermate. We certainly look alike, don't we?" Icewhisp turned and beckoned her with his tail. "Come." He began to walk in the direction of a forest.

She looked at him distrustfully but ran to catch up. "Why am I here?" She asked. "And where are we going?" Icewhisp chuckled.

"Slow down young one. You are here so I can show you something that might help you understand something."

Larkpaw sighed. "Help me with what?" She asked in annoyance. Icewhisp kept walking. "You'll see."

They came to a small clearing within the trees with a small pool of water.

"This is where we can watch over the Clans when we need to; it holds the past and future." Icewhisp gave her a look. "Just think of whom you wish to see, and StarClan shall show you what you need to see."

Larkpaw looked into the pool. An image swirled on the waters.

A young light brown apprentice-age she-cat was running around with a dark red she-cat.

"Is that my mother?" She asked Icewhisp without taking her gaze away from the pool.

"Yes, and guess who the other cat is…?"

Larkpaw immediately recognized the playful and kind nature of the young she-cat. "It's Redheart! They were friends!" Larkpaw smiled. No wonder Redheart treated her so kindly!

They were play-fighting as a white tom ran up to them. "Is that...Witherstar?" Larkpaw glanced at Icewhisper. He nodded. She looked back at pool. A younger version of Icewhisper and Rowanstar came into view. They all acted friendly towards one another and were laughing together at something Olivefur had said.

"Were you all friends?" Larkpaw asked as the vision faded. Icewhisper nodded.

"Yes, at one point. The Clan rivalry got in the way as we grew older, and Redheart had fallen in love with your uncle." He nodded at the pool.

It showed Redheart talking with Pinefoot then moved on to Witherstar getting angry with Pinefoot.

"This is where the friendships began to fall apart." Icewhisp meowed sadly. Larkpaw watched Witherstar arguing with Pinefoot. Rowanstar came to aide his brother. All three toms began to fight where her mother and Redheart stayed back, unsure of what to do.

Then Witherstar lunged at Pinefoot but Redheart screeched and tackled into him. The vision ended there.

"Wait! What happened?" Larkpaw protested. Icewhisp shook his head.

"Both of your Clans went to war. Your father was leader at the time and he hated Witherstar with a passion because he attacked your uncle." Larkpaw tilted her head.

"Why did my mother fight in one of the battles?" She asked. "A queen should never be allowed to fight in a battle…" Icewhisper looked at her kindly.

"Your father, Olivefur, and Pinefoot were very close since they were young. Olivefur hated Witherstar also and wanted to fight every battle against him alongside your father."

"But it ended up her losing her life." Larkpaw sighed.

"Yes indeed." Icewhisper agreed.

"But if my mother hated Redheart's leader, then why would she treat me so kindly?" Larkpaw asked curiously.

Icewhisper pointed at the pool. It showed Redheart and Witherstar arguing outside of what looked like their territory, away from the ForestClan border. But why past the Clan territories?

LINE BREAK

Suddenly Witherstar tackled the red she-cat to the ground. They fought for a while until he had her pinned on the ground. He bared his teeth at her. After she tried to squirm away, he dragged her under the shadows of some trees.

Larkpaw looked away. She didn't want to see what happened next. Then she gasped as she realized-

Icewhisper looked at her and nodded, confirming her thought.

"Yes, Witherstar is Briarpath's father."

Shocked, anyone? Yes? No? Maybe?

Sorry, im rambling again xD

Anyways tomorrow is my brother's birthday so I might not update cause im going to be chilling with him!

So I might update later tomorrow night or the next. So review, my lovelies! Tell me what you think!

~Larkspirit