Chapter One-

The patrol of ThunderClan cats came to a stop at the ShadowClan/ThunderClan border. This gave Bluestar her first impression of ShadowClan territory, which was mainly a Thunderpath. To Bluestar, this wasn't the pleasing sight she had expected. Before the assembled cats, the trees onthe opposite side wavered before a cat stepped out. It was a wiry,lithe, and mottled dark brown tom. Let me guess,one of Brokenstar's minions, StarClan how many does he have! Bluestar thought. "We would like to pass over the border so the peace mission all Clans agreed upon can comense." Bluestar mewed.

"Of Course, we wouldn't want to be the cause of trouble, right? We invite you in peace!" the tom replied. He flicked his tail and his companions stalked over to the border. Bluestar studied them a moment and realized that they were when the warriors noticed their expressions became guarded once more. The patrol leader nodded and flicked his tail. Bluestar sighed and did the same to Firepaw. Her apprentice's face was grim,which showed that their assignment was crucial, and caused Blustar to flick her ears in an annoyed way. Bluestar was again reminded of her impulse that made her choose the young tom. He was a cat of great diplomatic skill, and a wonderous mind for battle strategies. However the young apprentice was sometimes way to serious minded for his own good. She had recently decided that Firepaw was more than ready for his Warrior Ceremony, and would see to it that it happened as soon as possible. As they came about halfway to the ShadowClan camp, the medicine cat Runningnose met them. Firepaw's ears flicked up slowly in suspicion, but Bluestar flicked her tail along his back and he calmed. Runningnose lead them to a sheltered hollow with a large pondat the center.

"I hope you will be comfortable here while Mudclaw prepares to discuss peace talks for Brokenstar." Dipping his head, he left avoiding eye contact. Firepaw broke the silence first by stepping into the light, revealing himself to be a slender orange tom with flame-colored fur. He was well-muscled with sleek,short fur. Blustar's build was just like his, except she was a blue-gray color, except her muzzle was flecked with grey. Firepaw glanced around their surrondings and mewed," I have a bad feeling about this Bluestar."

"Firepaw, nothing seems amiss here. The medicine cat showed us to this place, so nothing must be wrong."

"Yes Bluestar ,but didn't you see how he wouldn't look us in the eyes?"

"Firepaw"Bluestar growled

Looking crestfallen, Firepaw let the conversation drop. After what felt like ages, Firepaw finally asked: "How do you think this Mudclaw will fair with the other Clan's decision of bringing us in?"

"Don't worry this meeting will be brief." However, Bluestar had doubt in her own words. ShadowClan cats were stubborn and arrived when their times suited them and not before. But this cat was taking too much emphasis on 'arrive when comfortable'. Shaking her head Bluestar laid down by the pond, and with a little hesitation, Firepaw joined her.

"Do you really think they would make us wait this long for the meeting?"

"No, Firepaw, i most certainly do not believe that we will discuss what we were asked to come here for."