Um...I guess I shouldn't say anything right now. I apologize once more for my lack of updating. I've sort of lost interest in this story after only getting one review, although she is an awesome friend: Stormikat.

Stormikat: Well, you'll find out soon enough :) I'm not giving anything away until the later chapters, which should be...soon?

Chapter 5

Mistsong spent the rest of the day leading Flamepaw around the borders. He was enthusiastic, and seemed to learn very quickly. But he was also energetic, and didn't listen to her very well. He had even tried to climb the Great Sycamore, though she stopped him in time.

Now she was taking him to the WindClan border. The fresh scents of moorland told her that the wind was coming form their direction. And her ears flattened as she detected the strong scent of WindClan.

Ever since she started suspecting that Speckledface was a traitor, she had kept wary of the border. Flamepaw's tail was waving in the air as he paced beside her. She looked at him and saw that his eyes were narrowed. She followed his gaze and saw that two cats were standing side by side near the edge of the border. They blended in so well that it had been difficult to spot them.

Already she felt her body begun to mold with her surroundings. By now she had gotten used to this power, but she had never really gained control over it. Slash, a loner she had once met when she fled, had told her that to control her power, she must clear her mind. He had told her that in his younger days, he had met cats who were like her. They had almost complete control over their power, but it was their control that ultimately destroyed them.

Flamepaw was starting to panic when he realized he couldn't see Mistsong. She would have scolded herself for not telling him, but what good would it have done? He might end up just like Speckledface, who made it her priority to tamper with Mistsong every day.

"Well, well, looks like ThunderClan is leaving their apprentices for fresh-kill," growled a large dark brown tabby tom. It was Bearclaw, one of WindClan's most aggressive warriors.

"Maybe we should do something about this," suggested a long-limbed black tom. Mistsong's ears flattened when she realized that it was Highjump, a hot-headed warrior who always made rude remarks.

He had nearly attacked her the last time they ran into each other. As much as she regretted thinking it, it was only thanks to Speckledface that they stopped from crossing the border. But now, it was personal. She wasn't going to let them attack Flamepaw, who was only just an apprentice. And she had the advantage of surprise. They hadn't seen her form disappear, which meant that they weren't paying attention to her.

Flamepaw crouched down before the two massive warriors. Highjump grinned while Bearclaw looked his normal, emotionless self. Mistsong let out a fierce battle cry, and the two toms stopped and looked at each other in confusion. Flamepaw's eyes widened in horror, and he spun around to face what ever had made the cry. But there was nothing there, except for a swirl of mist.

Highjump let out a screech of surprise and fury as his paws were swept from beneath him. Mistsong had learned this trick from Slash, when he showed her what a blind loner could do to defend himself. Bearclaw was backing away, his eyes narrowed coldly as he watched for signs of another attack.

Mistsong was already clawing at Highjump's belly fur, and the long-limbed warrior had to beg for mercy for her to stop. She watched in amusement as he turned tail and fled into the hills. Bearclaw's eyes were hard as he searched for her.

Without even thinking, Mistsong rammed into him. Bearclaw cried furiously as he was knocked over. Mistsong gasped as the impact sent her spiraling back onto ThunderClan's border. Her eyes widened when she realized that the mist around her was disappearing.

His eyes narrowed when he saw who had attacked him. "Well, looks like our little attacker has a few tricks of her own," he snarled venomously.

Before he could take another step, yowls of outrage surrounded them. Mistsong looked back in time to see that the border patrol had arrived. And they looked furious. Jayflight, Applepaw, Snowstorm, and Whiskerpaw were running towards them.

"Bearclaw, how dare you cross the border!" Jayflight snarled as he padded forward.

"How dare I cross the border?" Bearclaw sneered. He glared at Mistsong, and she felt herself sinking into the ground. "We would have been on our way, had it not been for this...mousebrain. She attacked us unexpectedly." Mistsong knew what he would have said instead of mousebrain. He would have called her a freak, just like Speckledface and even the some of the elders.

"Is this true, Mistsong?" Jayflight asked. Applepaw had stopped beside him, and Whiskerpaw was padding towards Flamepaw, who was still speechless with shock.

"He would have crossed the border and attacked Flamepaw, had I not been here," she replied boldly. She shot a glare towards Bearclaw, and his eyes narrowed with hate.

"It's true," Flamepaw piped up. "I wasn't paying attention until it was too late."

Jayflight returned Bearclaw's cold glare. "Both of our cats seem to believe you would have attacked Flamepaw, a new apprentice, had Mistsong not been here to defend him," he meowed coolly. "Next time, you should think before you act."

Bearclaw snorted and was about to step forward, when another cat joined him. "Come on, Bearclaw," mewed a black she-cat. "Lets report this to Foxstar."

The dark brown tabby's shoulders heaved, and he nodded. The two WindClan cats trotted off, leaving the large ThunderClan patrol behind.

Snowstorm was already at Mistsong's side. His gaze was full of concern when he noticed a large scratch on her shoulder. Highjump had managed to flail his claws across her skin, causing it to break and bleed.

"That looks pretty painful," he meowed. "You should head back, with Flamepaw."

Mistsong was too tired to argue. Her limbs felt heavy with exhaustion, after that fight. Bearclaw was hard to push to the side, and Highjump...well, his name suited him.

But now that her mind had cleared, she realized that Flamepaw was looking at her curiously. And it was with that trepidation, that she realized she would have to tell him what had happened. Even if she didn't want to.

Finally, I was able to update this. I'm REALLY, REALLY sorry for not updating. There just haven't been a lot of reviews lately, and...well, yeah. Maybe now that I've finally come up with better ideas, this will get better.