Sorry everyone! I haven't been updating much. I also haven't been doing my notes for future chapters… like…. At all….. If you have any ideas, please tell me. Thank you.

On Tuesday, I was supposed to go under and get my wisdom teeth out but they failed because I have deep, small veins that I got from my mother. Unfortunately, my father took me so he didn't know what to do about it. So now it is rescheduled to August 25 which means I can't do something with my church. *sigh*

You know that patch of soft flesh where you bend your arm? They tried to IV on both sides, in my hand, and on my foot. I threw up twice because I wasn't aloud to eat after midnight. At the very least, I got to have a fun afternoon with my father. We went to Sea World since we were down there anyway.

I have a picture and a frame of us on the rollercoaster and I put the band they put on your wrist to identify you together as a cute memory thingy.

ANYWAY, I have five million babysitting jobs because I made a name for myself which will be good financially for me later in life so that's good…

If you made it through this… congrats.

Chapter Seven

Darkfang's eyes fluttered open. He could feel the hard ground under his paws but he still felt warm and cozy. The moon was still out but you could see some rays of sun if you looked long enough. It felt good to be in the dark again, even for a bit. Was it wrong that he kind of liked the windy moors and shining sun? He couldn't, could he? He was a Shadowclan cat. The dark furred tom glanced next to him, curious to what the warmth next to him was.

It was beautiful, black she-cat with soft, lovely fur. The memories of last night flooded back to him.

"Nightcloud?" He nudged her shoulder gently.

Her eyes fluttered open. "Br-" She started.

"Sh…. it's early. No one is awake yet." Darkfang informed the Windclan cat.

Nightcloud nodded slowly. "You should go back to the…."

The tom gave her a slight pout.

"Don't give me that look." She smacked him with her black tail.

"Okay! Okay!" Darkfang gave up. "Just- don't hesitate to come talk to me. I mean, it might be better to talk to some cat who doesn't see you daily." He looked a little upset at that fact.

"I'll think about it."

The dark furred tom dipped his head and left.

Luckily for both cats, Darkfang managed to get away before the clan deputy padded out of the den. Dawn was approaching quickly and some cats were starting to wake up…. Mostly the kits.

Harespring spots the Windclan warrior and smiles. "Greetings Nightcloud. You're up early."

"I just needed to get out of the den." Nightcloud responded.

The deputy looked at her with a sympathetic gaze. "It'll be okay, Nightcloud. Breezepelt is healing well and he should be back to his old self in no time."

"It's fine." Nightcloud flicked her ear. She actually felt some comfort in those words.

Harespring dipped his head respectfully. "Well, just ask if there is anything you need."

"Actually, can you put me on any patrols that go out?" The black she-cat asked.

He blinked, surprised. "But you'll wear yourself out."

"Then I can guard Darkfang when I'm not on patrol." Nightcloud meowed stubbornly.

Harespring sighed deeply. "Alright, Nightcloud." He glances at the Warrior's den. "If you want, you can get a few cats to take on a border patrol."

She dipped her head. "Thank you. I'll go do that now." The she-cat turned and padded to the den.

Harespring nodded sharply as he watched her pad off.