I woke up to Timberleafs warm fur against me. I didn't show that I was awake because I didn't want him to move. I was terrified of what would happen next. I knew that no matter what, Timberleaf would stay by me until the end. How did Timberleaf find out it was my father? I wanted to cry, but crying now would be selfish of me.

After a while of hesitation, I slowly rolled over to face Timberleaf. I winced in pain as I hit my leg on the ground. Timberleaf had a concerned look in his eyes. He looked at me with worry and happiness. He was probably worrying about me but happy I'm back.

"No training today." he whispered teasingly.

I laughed. He knew I loved training.

"How'd you figure it out?" I asked him.

"I remember him hurting me."

I suddenly remembered that kit, the kit that was like half a moon older than me. I walked away rather than helping him. I ended up forgetting about the kit by the next day. I only remembered when my father mentioned it.

I swallowed, mustering all my strength so I wouldn't cry, "I'm sorry, Timberleaf. I should have-"

"It's not your fault. It's my brothers. My brother let him."

I shook my head, trying to block the tears. I didn't like crying over my father.

"He abused you because he knew that you knew about him attacking me, didn't he?"

I nodded my head, still fighting the tears.

"Quietpaw, why did he keep attacking you?" he asked, voice cracking.

I looked away from him, tears stinging my eyes. How would he react if he found it why? Would he still care about me? Would he believe me?

"Quietpaw?"

"H-he liked my s-screams of p-pain..." I whispered as I started to cry.

Timberleaf leaned up against me. We stayed like that for a long time. We stayed leaning up against each other like we couldn't even lay on our own. When I finally stopped crying, Timberleaf slowly and carefully helped me up. Rather than just dragging me, like my father would have, he let me lean against him as I limped forward.

"So you met Stormarch?"

I looked at him questioningly.

"The black tom you arrived with. He used to be part of Thunderclan, but left because he didn't like how hostile my brother was. You heard me mention Fernpaw before. Fernpaw is his sister. Stormarch knew exactly what my brother did to her, he didn't like anyone else here for not being logical, so he left." Timberleaf explained.

"That would explain why he was scared to come. He mentioned the other three clans, but not this one."

"Yeah... He probably left by now..."

"I'm confused. He said that he was my fathers brother. Was my father part of the clan?"

"No, Stormarch and well... Your father, were born out of the clan."

I heard a growl behind us. Timberleaf spun around right away and I turned as quickly as I could. I came face to face with Dustpool. He was growling at us and nobody was out to witness it, because it's Moonhigh.

"You have guts coming back, Quietpaw."

"I came back because you aren't anywhere near as bad as my father." I meowed, looking him in the eye.

"So you can talk?" he smiled.

"Yeah... You just heard me talk so I'm pretty sure that means I can."

He rolled his eyes and hit my face, claws unsheathed. Timberleaf jumped onto his back and twisted, pulling his brother off balance. His brother rolled over, but Timberleaf jumped off just in time. Dustpool got up and faced Timberleaf, he scratched just below Timberleafs throat.

Just when I thought Dustpool was about to attack Timberleaf again, he turned and slammed his paw against my broken leg. I yowled in pain and I could hear warriors stirring in their nests. Dustpool managed to switch spots with Timberleaf by the time the first few warriors came out of their den.

"Timberleaf attacked Quietpaw again?" one warrior questioned.

As soon as that question was out, I shook my head.

"Dustpool hit my broken leg and scratched Timberleaf a few times. Dustpool also killed Fernpaw, both Timberleaf and Stormarch know that for a fact." I meowed, trying not to let my voice crack from the pain seeping through my leg.

I heard a few gasps. It was Blizzardflame who ran at Dustpool and jumped on his back. She scratched him until he fell over and she held him down.

"Blizzardflame is Fernpaws sister. Stormarch and your father have a different mother than Blizzardflame and Fernpaw." Timberleaf whispered to me.

Makes a lot of sense...

"Get out of Thunderclan." she growled.

"You aren't the leader." Dustpool retorted.

"She might not be, but I am and I say, get out! You're exiled! Don't put a single paw on Thunderclan territory ever again, or I will kill you myself!" Birchstar hissed.

That's a bit harsh for a leader...

Blizzardflame let Dustpool up and he walked out of camp without another word heard from him. He was probably going to go to my family. I looked at Timberleaf shakily. He walked over to me and licked my cheek.

"I love you, Quietpaw." he whispered.

I smiled and leaned my head against him, forgetting about what had just happened at the moment.

"I love you too, Timberleaf."

Amberfeather came over to heal Timberleafs wounds then to look at my face and leg. When she was don't, Timberleaf and I slowly walked to the apprentices den and fell asleep, not a single fear at that moment because we had each other.

OKAY EVERYONE WHO READ THIS BOOK! LET ME KNOW IF YOU WANT ME TO MAKE A SECOND ONE. IF I DO MAKE A SECOND ONE, IT WOULD INVOLVE MORE ON WHY PINE HAD TO BETRAY QUIETPAW... I know that this story was short, but that's why I'm debating a second book..