*falls from ceiling* Hi. Here's another chapter of your beloved Fallenstar's Prophecy! I had writer's block for a while, but I have an idea blossoming now…this story will have about 25-30 chapters. Just saying. So it's not over yet! ME NO OWN WARRIORS RAWR x3

"Fallenpaw, it's okay," Thornpaw said awkwardly.

Looking up, I took my face out of Thornpaw's fur. "Sorry," I murmured.

Thornpaw shook his head. "You don't have to say sorry," he said, though he clearly didn't want me to put my face back in his pelt.

Brightpaw saw Thornpaw and I, and raced away from Mintpaw.

"Fallenpaw! What happened?" Brightpaw asked, excitement in her eyes.

Thornpaw glanced at me. I sighed, though I knew what my sister was thinking wasn't true, and might never be.

"You should know soon," I said, looking my sister in the eye.

Something in her eye glittered as she responded.

"I'm going to go talk to Snowpaw," Brightpaw continued. "I want to see if he's as bad as you say he is."

I restrained myself from grabbing my sister and holding her back.

I was about to lose my sister to that tyrant of an apprentice.

"Fallenpaw! They're not as bad as they seem," Brightpaw said, her eyes losing their brightness by the heartbeat.

I was too scared to respond.

"Brightpaw, please come talk to me when you're really you," I murmured, and licked my sister between the ears.

"I am really me," she replied, her voice losing its emotion.

"No, you're not," I said, my voice wavering. (Oh yeah, I know that cats can't cry. Just a brief AN for whenever my characters cry)

"Yes, I AM!" Brightpaw said. Her claws unsheathed, but there was no blood on them. Just a pale, milky liquid.

"What has he done to you?" I wailed.

Just then, Mintpaw walked into the den.

"We're going on a border patrol. Icefire told me to get you," he said.

Brightpaw's eyes immediately returned to normal and so was her voice when she spoke.

Thank you, I mouthed at Mintpaw. He nodded and walked off.

The rest of the day passed quickly. Patrol, eat, rest. I was headed off to my den when Thornpaw caught up to me.

"I'm becoming a warrior!" he meowed excitedly.

I purred, then my mind froze. "That means Rosepaw is becoming a warrior, too," I said, frozen to the spot.

Thornpaw's eyes paled as he remembered. "Oh yeah," he whispered.

"Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather beneath the Sunrock!" Stormstar yowled.

Pineheart ran over to Rosepaw and started to lick her fur flat. Rosepaw pushed her mother away, and Rosepaw drew a paw over her own ear.

Looking a bit hurt, Pineheart came over to Thornpaw and started licking him clean. Thornpaw protested, but he did not act the way that Rosepaw acted.

Rosepaw proudly strided to the base of the Sunrock, with Thornpaw in tow.

Stormstar continued with the ceremony, but I was to frightened to listen.

Snowpaw was glancing on me, eyes dancing with joy.

"Thornpelt! Roseleaf! Thornpelt! Roseleaf!" the cats of my Clan yowled.

"Snowpaw! Scorchfur!" Roseleaf purred, padding towards them.

My curiosity was overwhelming. I silently slinked towards them, being careful not to let them see me or hear me.

I jumped onto a ledge above them and I heard them talk.

"We're getting stronger," I heard Snowpaw snarl. "We need more recruits. We need all four Clans!"

Roseleaf and Scorchfur nodded, their eyes blank as usual.

"That beautiful cat in my dreams-I think her name is Mapleshade or something-she told me the prophecy about my stupid sister. She said that I have a talent that will let me destroy her-before the Clans are destroyed."

I stuffed my tail in my mouth before I could gasp. They were trying to get rid of me! Did Snowpaw think it was for a good purpose?

"So do what Mapleshade says, ok?" Snowpaw instructed.

Roseleaf and Scorchfur nodded, though I thought I saw something stir behind the glassy surface of Roseleaf's eyes.

"At moonhigh, we go to ThunderClan," Snowpaw said. "I think I got Brightpaw to come with us. But she didn't do it long enough. We'll have to see."

And with that, the three went off into a dark corner of camp, probably planning my murder.

Sorry if that chappie was a bit boring. I still kinda have writers block. I really, really want to kill Snowpaw! But sadly, he plays a big role in the story, so I can't until his time is up. Meaning… ah, never mind. See you next time.

~Harmonic