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Chapter 16: The Other One

Shatterbreeze padded blissfully into camp with two mice. Heading over to the medicine cat's den, she was going to give one to Stoneclaw, who she was treating for his most recent battle wounds. She bounded over, parting the ferns with her tail.

"Her Sternclew. I ger youf a mouf to-" She dropped the mice that muffled her voice as she saw a black tom watch as Lunaclaw intently wrap his twisted white-and-golden paw with cobwebs. His pelt was glittered with golden stars, like the ones that danced and shined in the sky, and it was so mesmerizing. Is this a Starclan cat from Lunaclaw's story?

Lunaclaw turned her head and smiled at Shatterbreeze, which caused the tom to look back at her as well. Then she saw his eyes. They were a stunning golden shade, and she felt she was as lost for words as when she looked up at the night sky.

Shatterbreeze was so lost in her own world, she didn't see the tom's lips pull up into a snarl and he crouched protectively in front of Lunaclaw. His tail lashed side to side and his eyes began to change. Lunaclaw rested her tail on his back, and he instantly calmed with her soft touch and sweet words. "No need to fret, Star. This is just Shatterbreeze, an apprentice of Bloodclan." Then she addressed Shatterbreeze. "Stoneclaw was healed, and Cinder pulled him out for some more training. He should be back soon with fresh wounds, though." She said with a grin as she padded into another room in the den.

Star smiled shyly. "My apologies, Shatterbreeze. If I had known who you were, I wouldn't have-"

"No, no. No apology needed, Star. Welcome to Bloodclan." She felt her paws prickle with nervousness. "Would you like a tour of the territory? I mean, if Lunaclaw says you can, with your paw and everything."

He grinned. "Yes. That would be grand. Let's go, before Luna comes back and tells me no." He smiled and padded quickly out of the den with Shatterbreeze on his heels. She giggled, before heading around the back of the den and moved a flat stone. A little tunnel had been dug and lined with rocks, burrowing underneath the camp wall. Shatterbreeze let Star go first, before following him, moving the stone back over the secret tunnel. They appeared under a tree with large roots that lifted and held up the entire tree. Slipping out of the shadowy roots, then headed toward the battle ground.

As they walked, Star cleared his throat. "So, who's Stoneclaw? You were looking for him in Luna's den."

Shatterbreeze blushed. "Oh, just another apprentice. He's constantly in battle training, so I thought it would be nice to catch a mouse for him."

"Well, that's awfully sweet of you. Luna was telling me about you and the others, but mostly about you. Well, that's all I really payed attention too."

Shatterbreeze felt her paws grow warm and she was glad her fur covered her blushing cheeks. What am I doing? I like Stoneclaw. At least, I thought I did. Oh well. I'll figure it out later.

They pushed through the tall grasses and ferns and other various types of undergrowth until it cleared out into the Blood Ring. Stoneclaw and Sunclaw were sparring, and the poor golden tom had lost horribly. He was still as he was sprawled out in the center of the Blood Ring, his torn ear and deep side gash matting his fur with blood. Dewclaw and Kestrelbreeze picked him up and drug him toward camp. Stoneclaw shook his fur, dust and tiny rock fragments falling to the ground. He looked over at Shatterbreeze and smiled with a warm glow in his eyes. When his eyes fell on Star, his eyes turned cold. He bounded up to him, getting his muzzle in his face. "Who are YOU?" He growled harshly.

Star regarded him calmly and carefully. "Star. I suppose you must be Stoneclaw? Shatterbreeze was telling me about you. I hear you're a good fighter?"

Stoneclaw's ears flickered, before returning flat on his head as he stood between Star and Shatterbreeze. "Yeah. I guess you could say that."

"Then how about a little battle between you and me? Hmm?" His golden eyes flickered with interest and challenge. His lips became a sly smirk.

Stoneclaw's mouth was a thin line. His eyes stared down the black tom with superiority and fierce protectiveness, like a father would look down at a cat trying to get his kit. "You're on."

Lunaclaw continued to organize herbs in her storage room. She sung softly as she handed some dark brown pods with little barbs that someone had gathered for her. They were named Forgotten-tears because their barbs were known to hurt, but their tear-drop-shaped seeds, which have a blue-ish tint, were great for helping forget memories. She picked them up with her paws, trying to move them to a new spot, when she felt a pinch on her paw. She dropped the pods, looking at her hurt paw. The obsidian wound opened up again, and she collapsed, unconscious.

Oh no. Not again. She braced herself for pain, but it didn't come. Frowning, she looked around and saw two shadow figures claw and tear at each other. One shone a bit brighter with each hit, and the other began to fade. Finally, one bright cat stood. Where the other cat disappeared, there was a stone. Unless the moon overcomes the star, the star will outshine the stone.

Dun Dun DAAA! Who will win the battle? What does the new prophecy mean? Who gives these prophecies? Are you sure? Who will Shatterbreeze choose?! Oh, the suspense!