OMG, I am sooooooooooooo sorry, you guys! I abandoned you all! I never meant to, I'm so sorry! I know it's no excuse, but homework from my honors classes, volleyball every day after school, and three-hour marching band rehearsals three days a week really took it's toll on me. I added the last chapters all at once, because I just completed them all tonight. I would love to thank my fans, and inform you all that I couldn't have done this without you. Really I never meant to leave the story this long. Thank you all, and I don't know when my next fanfic will be, but I'll keep you all posted! Again, sooooooooooo sorry! :D

Twigfall felt like she was finally beginning to fit in with her new clan. Most of the she-cats had understood what she was feeling and tried to make her feel like she belonged there. They all knew they would have made the same choice she had if they'd been faced with that situation.

The toms, however, still looked at her as if she didn't belong.

But she was training hard, harder than she ever had, actually. Nighthawk was working furiously on trying to harden her pads, and teach her "special ShadowClan fighting". But mostly, it seemed like he was trying to get her to teach him all of ThunderClan's secret fighting moves.

Twigfall thought it was really weird how he was pushing her so hard for this information.

But she loved him, so she'd do anything for him.

"So how do you do that move again?" Nighthawk asked, trying to replicate the move. Twigfall showed it to him again, doing it slowly so he could watch carefully. He failed at it really bad, but she decided it was good enough-they could work on it later.

"Nighthawk, can we go hunting? I'm really hungry." Nighthawk looked at her, his jaw gaping open.

"You have to feed the clan first!"

"I know! I was in another Clan, you know! I know the code!" she snapped.

"Well, then you know you can't eat until you've provided for the Clan." He began to try going over another move when Twigfall interrupted.

"I know, that's why I'll hunt. Whatever I catch will replace the prey I take off the pile." Nighthawk still looked hesitant. "But whatever. I'll just go on my own."

With that, she turned and stalked away. She thought Nighthawk would have followed her, but to her surprise, he didn't.

Twigfall wasn't even very hungry, she just wanted to escape all that training. She found herself running toward the ThunderClan border.

Once she could smell the ThunderClan scent, Twigfall slowed down so as not to cross the border on accident. She was surprised to see Sootheart there, looking into the trees, worry evident on his face.

"Sootheart?" His ears perked up at the sound of his name, and his sister's voice. His eyes searched the trees for Twigfall, until they finally landed on her tabby-and-white pelt.

"Twigfall!" He raced over to her, licking her face. She did the same to him, happy to be reunited. "I'm so glad I found you! I think you're in trouble!"

"What in StarClan's name are you talking about? I'm just fine!" Twigfall reassured him. "Nothing's wrong, I'm not in trouble." But the worry didn't leave his eyes.

"Twigfall, I saw our mother. She said Twigkit dying was a sign, and that she wasn't going to sit back and watch her kit die because she gave her kit's brother too little information." Twigfall began to remember when Cinderheart had come to her dreams. She had said something about a prophecy and being crushed by a hawk… It was all a bit hazy now.

"Oh, come on, Sootheart. It was probably just you missing her now that I'm gone and dreaming about her." Sootheart's gaze hardened.

"I wasn't just dreaming. Something's off about Nighthawk, and I don't know what it is. Has mom said anything to you in your dreams?"

"Just some weird prophecy, but it's no big deal," Twigfall said. Why did Sootheart insist on this crazy idea?

"Just some prophecy! Twigfall, what was it? It's not a prophecy for no reason! It has to be important."

"Uhm… I think it was 'The cloud will drift away, and night will bar the bramble's path. A twig will rise to power, unless crushed by the love of a hawk' or something like that." Sootheart seemed deep in thought for a while, and Twigfall wondered if he'd gone insane.

"Well, you were told the prophecy, so it has something to do with you…" Sootheart was lost in thought again, and I was starting to get annoyed.

"You know we can't know what the prophecies mean!" I protested, trying to get him to think sensibly.

"But we can get a pretty good idea…" Sootheart trailed off. Then, his eyes lit up and a smile spread across his face. "I know what it means!"

"Really?"

"Yeah. Cloud has to be a cat, right? Cloudtail! And 'twig crushed by the love of a hawk'? Nighthawk loves you…" His eyes widened in disbelief.

"What?"

"Cinderheart said she wasn't going to sit back and watch her kit die… Do you suppose…?" Sootheart looked at me questioningly, willing me to finish his question.

"Crush as in kill?" I shook my head and took a few steps back. "No, that can't be. He loves me!" Sootheart didn't argue, but I could tell he wasn't going to drop it.

"We have to tell Jayfeather." Sootheart turned to walk into the ThunderClan forest.

"Wait, I can't follow you! I'm ShadowClan now, remember?" He turned back to look at his sister, his gaze hardened in determination. Motioning with his tail, he opened his mouth to speak.

"As of right now you're not. Come on, this can't wait."