Chapter 6 of Rainfall is here! YAY! Thanks to all who reviewed; you guys are awesome. So, here's chapter 6!

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Stormpaw was bored.

He had thought learning ThunderClan's territory would be fun, as he'd never seen it before. Or had he?

The territory was utterly familiar to Stormpaw. He felt as though he'd lived there all his life. It was weird to see something he'd never seen and know exactly what it was.

"And this is the border with WindClan," Amberdapple waved her tail at the moorland.

Stormpaw took in WindClan's scent. Again, it was familiar. Something he'd never smelled before, but at the same time he felt he had.

"WindClan's leader is Swiftstar," Amberdapple mewed, seeming oblivious to the fact her apprentice was about to die of boredom.

I knew that, Stormpaw thought bitterly. His stomach grumbled. He hadn't eaten since dawn, and now it was past sunhigh.

He put on his best new apprentice face and jumped to his paws, trying to look hyper. "Let's hunt!"

Amberdapple chuckled. "I haven't even showed you the hunting crouch yet."

"The hunting crouch?" Big surprise, Stormpaw knew it. "You mean this?" He lowered himself close to the ground and stepped lightly. He targeted a falling leaf, sprung into the air, and pinned it to the ground. He looked up at Amberdapple expectantly.

"Impressive. But I wanted to show you the ShadowClan border." Amberdapple nudged her apprentice off the leaf and towards the ShadowClan border.

As Stormpaw took in the ShadowClan scent, his belly protested. He lost control. "But Amberdapple! I'm huuuuuuungryyyy!" He sounded whiny, which was embarrassing.

But Amberdapple just let out a mrrow of amusement. "OK," she agreed. "Tell me what you can scent."

Stormpaw opened his scent glands then confidently mewed, "Mouse over there, one of ThunderClan's patrols way over there, and I think there's a bird in that little tree."

Amberdapple seemed genuinely surprised. "How'd you know all that?" she asked, a hint of suspicion in her voice.

"Um . . . you know . . . just . . . came to me," Stormpaw stuttered. He knew he wouldn't be able to answer if he tried; he couldn't explain how he knew all this. It was just familiar.

Suddenly Amberdapple whirled, pelt bristling. "What's wrong?" Stormpaw asked, his heart beginning to pound.

"ShadowClan is on our territory," Amberdapple growled.

Sure enough, a ginger tabby tom strode onto ThunderClan territory leading a golden shecat, a black tom, and a smaller golden dappled tom. The dappled tom, who looked like an apprentice, hissed defiantly at Stormpaw, who unsheathed his claws and bristled.

"Birdwing!" Amberdapple snarled. "Get your patrol off ThunderClan territory."

"Your scent markers were in our territory," Birdwing, the ginger tom, scowled. "We've come to take them back."

Stormpaw was furious. "I know we wouldn't step one paw in your territory," he hissed. "If you come within a couple fox-lengths, you faint from the smell!"

Birdwing bristled. "You trespassed on our territory!"

"No, you trespassed on ours," Stormpaw hissed. "Go away!"

Birdwing spat. "That's it!" he yowled. "ShadowClan, attack!"

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