Definatly not my best chapter, but the next will be better and longer, I promise. It has been forever since I've updated, so I really want to thank the few who reviewed my last chapter. (Marshmellowtime, Mossshine, Moonblaze 13, KTD Lover, Mintfrost29, SilverWolf1499, RainbowNinjaUnicorn279, Luneon the Eclispe Pokemon, Phantomflower.)

Since it has been so long, a little recap: Petalstar interviewed both Breezepaw and Blossomfrost about OakClan. Blossomfrost doesn't really trust the BloomClan leader. Breezepaw escaped with all the toms and Duskkit. He also got his memories back.

Time: Day 5

Character: Blossomfrost of OakClan/BloomClan.

Ch. 16 Rage

My legs wobbled as I thought of everything I had told Petalstar. It had been too much, and both Breezepaw and I knew it.

There were some cats I wanted to gone but dead was a little too far. Someone loved all everyone of them. I pictured the cruel Nightclaw playing with his brother, Jadeclaw.

I could point out scars caused by the two of them, but I could also see happiness in their eyes. Nightclaw might have abused Blueflower, but he truly loved Icekit and Dawnkit. Even the toms had love.

Mintswip had helped me escape, I couldn't get his selfless act out of my head. If Petalstar really planned on attacking, I had to warn him. I wouldn't be able to sleep if I knew he died because I escaped.

What about Snowpaw or Freshpaw? They were still kits in my eyes. There might still be hope for them, killed swiftly with whatever Petalstar had planned.

It scared me how quickly she had acted, waking she-cats in the middle of the night. There had no time for me to plan, no time to try to persuade her not to. What else was she capable of?

I could hear whispers all around us, trying to figure out what was going on. It made me nervous, like an itch I couldn't scratch.

I tried to find Rainsong among the crowd, but she didn't seem to be there. I couldn't stop her distinctive limp and figured that was why Petalstar didn't wake her.

Even Ferretclaw was talking to another cat, probably an elder. Her eyes smiled as they reached me, but they turned away as her friend said something.

Firepaw had a angry look on her face, blind eyes gazing the surroundings though they couldn't see. She walked slowly behind Petalstar, her mentor, instead of next to Cloudpaw. Icepaw had been left behind, and she was fuming about it.

When a large tree with branches reaching towards the sky appeared on the horizon, Petalstar flicked her tail, motioning the end of the march for everyone. "When we reach our connection to StarClan, I'll tell you. Our ancestors will want to hear about my plans."

That brought up some more mumbling; no one wanted to bug Petalstar about it. Her air of confidence was making me skittish; I wanted to join the normal warriors and not stand out.

Standing out wasn't a good thing. It usually ended with a beating and a bleeding pelt. Though Petalstar insisted that it was a great thing in BloomClan, it is hard to turns one's entire life around.

The medicine cat seemed to sense my unease as she made her way over to me. "Everything will turn out okay. Look at how the stars seem to point across the river."

The way she looked up at the night sky, scared me even more. It was like her blind, pale eyes could really see the wonders that lay above. "They are pretty," I told her, feeling like they were the eyes of toms staring down on me.

"They are our mothers and sisters; our past ancestors watching us," she told me, a special tone in her voice. "Sometimes I imagine I can see them like I do in my dreams."

"My role models reside somewhere darker because StarClan wouldn't except them." Images of Redfrost and Shadowfrost popped in my mind, smiling at my success. "The live in a Forest of Darkness, forever hidden from light and happiness."

"Who told you that, Blossomfrost?" inquired Cloudblossom, her blind eyes looking directly into mine. "It is a bunch of lies. Only murders and savages live in those life deprived trees."

"The toms did," I breathed, looking away. "That is what we were taught from birth. If we ever disobeyed, not only would our living life be destroyed but also our afterlife."

Tears shifted on the edge of my eyes, as I recalled my metal image of Shadowfrost and Redfrost. Cloudblossom just placed her tail on my shoulder and hurried to Petalstar's side.

Seeing the two speaking in hushed whispers didn't make me feel any better. My heart beat wildly, completely unsure of itself. I took great concentration to put my paws in front of each other.

It seemed like forever when my feet stumbled over an uprooted root. I could hear sighs of relief around me as weary cats slumped over.

Nimbly leaping, Petalstar balanced on a lower branch of the great tree. The very branches seemed to reach to the stars, the one thing my new freedom would never grant me. Even the cold wind seemed to settle.

She lifted her head to the sky, looking every part a leader chosen by StarClan. "I'm sure you all want to know why I have brought you out here on this chilly night."

"Of course we do," cried Stormbreeze, her fur ruffling against the wind that swept through the crowd of cats. "I left my precious kits not knowing if I will be returning to them. The toms have also been left basically unguarded."

From my position beside the leader, I could see Fernkit and Brightkit smile. They were quivering form excitement, wondering what had sped up their kit hood. "I bet we have to fight horrible invaders," said Fernkit bouncing up and down.

Brightkit smiled, like she already knew what was happening. I wouldn't doubt that considering the attention Petalstar lavished upon the small kit. "I bet we are." She unsheathed her claws like she was already imagining it.

Moonstripe leaned over to scold her kit, whispering to Brightkit harshly. I couldn't hear exactly what words were exchanged, but they sounded harsh. Brightkit just rolled her eyes, knowing she wouldn't really get into any trouble.

"Well, we received some disturbing news from out newest arrival," announced the leader, taking pleasure in everyone's nervousness. "Blossomfrost arrived from across the river."

"You once told us that there was no possible way to get across the river," accused Dawnlight. A fire was gleaming in her frosty blue eyes. "Are you saying that you lied to us. Did you want to keep the knowledge all to yourself?"

Though no one else was close enough, I could see a flash of guilt light up Petalstar's eyes. It just made me even sure I needed to get away from her quickly. "I said there was no reason to cross the river. Now there is."

"Tell us already," said an elder who I had yet to meet. A black streak wrapped around her face, making her seem like she was masked. "I'm not as young as I used to be."

"Blossomfrost comes from OakClan, a Clan we thought was lost in time." If Petalstar thought she was going to get a certain response, she didn't get it. She quickly looked at me, trying to figure out what had happened.

"OakClan," said Ferretclaw, seeming to be the only cat who had even heard of my Clan – my former Clan that is. "OakClan was just a boring story when I was a kit. The elders could barely remember it."

"It is not a story," cried Petalstar, twisting the Clan around her claw. "It is a horrible and dreadful truth. It is a place where she-cats are kept in dark cages and treated like toms. A true cave of horrors."

"She-cats are taught they don't deserve a place in StarClan," announced Cloudblossom. Her quiet attitude seemed to strike at the heart of the softer warriors. Lightcloud let out a loud sigh.

I could see shock register in the warriors eyes; they saw me in a different light. Ferretclaw looked hurt that I had told her I was a kittypet. "I didn't mean to lie to you all. I just didn't know what to do. None of you have lived the life that I have."

It was actually the old she-cat I couldn't name that defended me. "Why are you all looking at her past? She is free and a BloomClan warrior. I think if anything, we should help her get revenge. We already rose from out warm nests."

"Well spoken," I said, trying to make it seem like I just didn't feel like saying her name. I took a gulp, bile catching in my throat. "I want to ask your help freeing my friends."

Petalstar gave me a look, telling me I shouldn't have spoken, but she quickly picked up my train of speech. "Also, we will have more toms for mates!"

Though the darkness began to infringe upon my night vision, strengthened by spending my time in a dark cave, I could see Duskfern smile. She might not care for my friends, but she desperately wanted a mate.

"Then it is settled," cried the leader, her blue eyes searing through the darkness. "We will rest beneath the Hollow Tree and contact Danger in the morning. By the next full moon, OakClan will be ours."

Cheers roared to life. I could see blood lust raging in some eyes, but several looked cautious. "You don't know how much this means to me." Tears were dripping slowly down my face. "But lets us not rush to battle."

"War rage has them now," the medicine cat told me. "Stop worrying and just get to sleep," said Cloudblossom, ushering me to the mass of cats with her tail. "I bet you will be up and ready to travel in the morning."

I sorely hoped she was right.

As you can tell, a little disappointing. I'm going to get the she-cats crossing the river with Danger's band of rogues in the next chapter followed my Breezepaw and his escapades.

Also, for any Hetalia fans, I have uploaded my Hetalia story- Guardian.

Please review because I need the motivation.

~Scar