Posts by Sugarcutie26

1. Independence cats respect other cats of different cultures for who they are.
2. Independence cats are allowed to kill whoever they wish, but may be judged.
3. Independence cats have rights to disobey orders, but must also be warned that if they choose their own path it may lead to death.
4. If a kit or elder is in danger, it must be rescued, wherever it comes from or whatever it's traditions may be.
5. Cats are allowed within the borders unless they try to cause trouble.
6. At Gatherings, Independence cats should keep the truce to respect the other cats' wishes for a truce, but may break it if they feel it is necessary but at their own risk.
7. If a semi-senior cat dies, a senior cat must name a new semi-senior cat by moonhigh.
8. If a senior cat dies, retires or is exiled, a semi-senior cat must replace it in any circumstance.
9. A cat must apply for extra training if they want to become a semi-senior cat. The training lasts for 2 moons and ends with the cat becoming a semi-senior.
10. Newly appointed warriors cannot be respected properly until they promise to show respect for every cat of any culture.
11. A cat must be at least 8 moons old to train, hunt or fight.
12. Prey is killed for numerous reasons and in certain circumstances reasons other than to eat, but any cat that wastes food is not a true Independence Cat
13. Independence Cats will eat the prey they catch. Only elders and kits are allowed to be hunted for.
14. Do not challenge other cats if you are certain they will win a fight.
15. Independence Cats can built relationships freely, have kits with the cats they want and even leave for certain periods of time.

Note: Some of the characters used here are non fiction with their names changed. Personalities of these people have remained fairly the same.

Blurb:
For many years, a pack of dark spirits have lived in woods closed off from humans. But when alienated creatures from Mars send a stone to the forest that has poisonous energy, the dark spirits receive a prophecy quoting that a girl called Midnight will be born on Halloween and then sent to the dark spirits to save them. When the prophecy doesn't come true, the pack falls into deeper perils, and it's up to a young girl and her companions to save the dark spirits from unfixable destruction.

Prologue:
Two shadows stood by the edge of the woods. One of them craned his head up at the full moon, and let out a gasp. ''It can't be! It's Firework Month oh my!'' The other shadow let out a low growl.
''The prophecy was never true. Look at the sky. Halloween has passed. Midnight was never going to come and save us, anyway.'' The other shadow turned on him.
''Sucker how can you say that?'' he howled. ''Have you lost faith in our ancestors completely? The prophecy was given to us so that we could survive!''
''Our ancestors never wanted us to survive,'' replied Sucker coldly. ''Juice can't you see they have no faith in us?'' Juice lifted his head and let out a mournful howl.
''Our ancestors would never abandon us, not ever! We will find a way to survive, we're the dark spirits!'' Sucker looked at his friend sadly, wishing he didn't have to be so tough on him.
''I'm sorry, Juice it's over.'' Sucker looked down at his paws.
''I know it is,'' Juice croaked hoarsely. ''It's just, if this prophecy isn't true, we're all going to die!''

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IC:
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IC:
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IC: Holly watched as her friends made their way into the classroom, and sulkily followed them. ''It's so not fair!'' she whined, kicking a stone. ''Our teacher is so mean and tough! It was only Frank and Joe that got us in trouble.'' Her classmates were already lined up outside the classroom, muttering at eachother and discussing who was to blame. Holly begun swearing and cussing as the teacher opened the door.
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IC: Timber fell asleep, the she cat falling into a slumber. She awoke in the Dark Forest stepping through the green fungus. She was wary as she walked, but she spoke clearly to every cat she saw. ''Are you plotting revenge on someone? Do you want my help?'' I'm not being disloyal to my Clan doing this, the cat reassured herself, me and the Dark Forest are just old friends.
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Screenname: Timber
Username: Sugarcutie26

I'll start writing!

IC:
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Name: Timberstar
Gender: She cat
Age: 46 Moons
Rank: Leader
Clan: NightClan
Pic: http://th08.deviantart.net/fs7…ackmuttofdoom-d5154tw.jpg
If the picture doesn't appear clicking the link should bring up the picture.
Discription: White she cat with a ginger underbelly and brown eyes.
Personality: Sneaky but a bit of a worrier at times. Sometimes cats call Timberstar a 'kittypet' but in the end Timberstar simply wants her Clan to be happy.
Kin: Timberstar has no memory of their parents, only that they were strong, happy warriors that she was proud to call her parents. She had a mate when she was a warrior, who was a member of WaveClan and Timberstar was about to have kits when he died. Timberstar gave birth to the kits, but they too all died due to a deadly blackcough attack. Timberstar has a brother named Splashclaw who isn't really respected much himself but has trained some of the most honoured cats the Clans have ever known.
Mate: A WaveClan cat named Blackshade
Fate?: (what do you want to happen? Optional) Probably Timberstar losing a life at one point or another. She may act nasty at times or possibly plot with the Dark Forest but in the end will come out a loyal cat.
Other: Timberstar lived half of her kit life as a loner, when she was captured by some rogues. Timberkit escaped but couldn't find her way back home. Helpless, Timberkit changed her name to Timber until she crossed the NightClan border by accident and was reunited with her family and Clan

IC:
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Prologue
POV: Tanglefang

There was a huge forest. It's trees loomed up high, like shields from the sky. There was no light in that forest apart from the ghostly light gleaming off some fungus. Gathered in a clearing were very many cats. A patchy grey and white tom sat near the front, his fur tingling with excitement. He'd been here a very long time, but was still excited every time there was a Dark Forest meeting. A stripy tabby tom leapt onto a rock and yowled. ''May all the cats old enough to kill join beneath the Highrock for a Dark Forest meeting!'' This was the customary call, and to the grey tom, it was the call of home. The tabby spoke. ''I have taken the chance of intruding into StarClan territory,'' he mewed. ''And I have discovered the destiny of one young warrior! They come from ShadowClan snd there's a lot to her.''
''What did you find out?'' yowled the patchy tom. ''Deathstar, please tell us!'' Deathstar smiled, a cruel, sneering smile. ''This warrior is actually a disillusioned leader, named Timberstar. She's been struggling to lead her Clan for a long time now, and this is her final life!''
''How will she die?'' A brown and white tom demanded, his tail lashing eagerly.
''I don't know that,'' Deathstar admitted. ''Only that Timberstar will commit a great crime before her death. This crime will send her straight to us, you see, Birdshiver my warrior.'' Birdshiver still looked baffled, docking his head one one side. ''So? We have enough Dark Forest warriors, ever since we started training those lake cats.''
''But this cat is much stronger!'' declared Deathstar triumphantly. ''She will be the ultimate thing to destroy the Clans' world! She will be known as Timberstar Of Torture. She will be that nasty!'' Silence greeted Deathstar's words, then every cat said in unison. ''Timberstar Of Torture... ooh.'' The patchy tom spoke up again. ''Then we await the arrival of this torturer!'' he declared. ''We will rule the forest!''
''Oh yes we will,'' grinned Deathstar, his amber eyes gleaming. ''Don't worry Tanglefang, we will.''

Chapter 1
POV: Timberstar

Timberstar was slammed onto the ground by the ThunderClan warrior. ''Let me go!'' the she cat howled. ''Let me be!'' The ThunderClan warrior narrowed his eyes. He was a skinny, wiry black tom with bright, leafy green eyes. ''Very well then,'' he growled. ''You have one last action you can make, dear one. Choose wisely.'' Timberstar stared at him, this world is cruel. She thought.
''Fine I will.'' Replied Timberstar gruffly. Timberstar ran out of the camp, where her Clan was being attacked. Her enemy raced after her, making sure she wasn't just making a break for it. But Timberstar didn't care now, nothing in the world made sense. Timberstar reached Highstones and thought back to her first visit here, as an innocent apprentice. Those were the days. Thought Timberstar miserably as she made her way into the cavern of Mothermouth which gaped before her. Timberstar scented ThunderClan scent behind her. Then she entered a clearing. The Moonstone shone brightly, it's rays almost blinding her. Here we go, she thought. The ThunderClan cat flattened his ears. ''Hurry up then. The battle will almost be over and Stonestar won't be happy if I'm back home late.''
''Then go home, ThunderClan stinker,'' growled Timberstar with irritation. ''I'm not rushing.'' She crouched down and touched her nose to the Moonstone before letting out a painful gasp. The enemy warrior bared his teeth. ''I'll make you. And I'm not a stinker, I do have a name you know. It's Ashfeather and it's a noble name.''
''Whatever.'' Hissed Timberstar as she fell asleep. Then next thing the ShadowClan leader knew, she was surrounded by starry warriors. Timberstar opened her mouth to speak, but the last leader, Swiftstar, spoke first. ''Welcome.'' The black and white tom's voice was warm.
''Justify yourselves,'' Timberstar boomed. ''Why have you brought so much destruction upon me? This is the third time this moon we've been attacked!''
''StarClan cannot stop your Clan from being attacked,'' Swiftstar growled. ''We are not the controllers of life, and you know that.''
''If you won't give a proper reason, I'll have to kill you.'' Timberstar bared her teeth, flexed her claws, and got ready to fight. Swiftstar stared at her, horror in his eyes. ''No, no, no!'' Timberstar leapt at him with a roar of fury. She pinned Swiftstar to the ground, knocking the breath out of him. ''You will pay for making me deputy,'' the she cat hissed. ''Making me deputy and then leader of a Clan that has been cursed!'' Swiftstar didn't reply, simply stared anxiously up at his former deputy, and shuddered. Suddenly, a screech of fury filled the air. ''Brother! No!'' A skinny, red, fox furred tom leapt forwards, pushing his brother away to safety. ''If you want to kill Swiftstar you'll have to deal with me first!''
''No, Foxtail! You can't risk your life in the stars trying to save mine.'' Swiftstar croaked.
''I will if I have to,'' Foxtail replied with utter determination. ''You're my brother. I died for you when I was alive - saving you from a WindClan patrol, and I shall save you again!'' Timberstar shook her head. ''No need. Darkstar's the only cat I need to kill. You weren't the one who wronged me!'' Timberstar lunged at the former leader again. Swiftstar was bleeding from the stomach and simply stood still. Foxtail let out another horrified shriek, and leapt in front of Timberstar swiftly, guarding his brother. Timberstar didn't have time to stop herself, and she dealt the death blow. Foxtail crumbled to the ground with a howl, and Swiftstar looked over him. ''No, no!'' He gasped. Timberstar's blood ran cold, but it was too late. Foxtail faded away into the ground. He was gone forever.

Chapter 2
POV: Redpaw

Redpaw fled from the camp, his fur fluffed up with fear as he was pursued by two lean, mean ThunderClan warriors. ''StarClan help me now!'' He wailed. Suddenly Redpaw was aware of another voice, one he recognised painfully. A shriek of pain, broken off. That was the sound of a cat dying. Redpaw moved more quickly, following the poisonous scent of death which led him into the cavern of Mothermouth which was dark and scary. Redpaw had never been here before, he hadn't gone on his apprentice journey yet, and he could not suppress a shiver of excitement. But Redpaw's high spirits vanished into thin air when he saw two cats in a clearing. A skinny black tom and a white she cat with ginger splotches and underbelly. ''No!'' Howled Redpaw, racing toward his leader's body. The tomcat raised his head high. ''She let me kill her,'' he growled. ''So stop whining. Timberstar fell asleep here and when she woke up she seemed really shaken. She was even bleeding from the shoulder. That cat, looked at me and told me firmly to kill her. And I can tell you, that cat was easily killed.''
''Timberstar would have never let herself die,'' Redpaw mewed, sharply, though he wasn't sure if he could believe himself. For the last two moons, the Clan leader's mind had shattered. She hadn't trusted any cat in the forest. ''She's the bravest cat I know!''
''Not anymore,'' grunted the warrior. ''Anyway, I'd better be off. ThunderClan have certainly won this battle.''
''No way!'' Redpaw argued, unsheathing his claws. ''Our Clans will finish this another time.''
''Brave words, youngster. But ThunderClan rules the forest now. Watch your tail.'' Redpaw watched, feeling sick, as his leader's murderer left the cave. Redpaw's first instinct had been to attack, but Redpaw was only little, and he'd be killed. And sitting around in StarClan wouldn't help. Redpaw made his way back through the darkness, shuddering. Nothing made sense anymore, and Redpaw wanted his leader back. And not just that, but he wanted the formidable she cat Timberstar had been before, not the wretched, panic stricken cat she had become. At the last moment, Redpaw realized Timberstar was still lying on the floor. With a grumpy sigh, he pelted back through the cave to pick up her body. ''You were a noble leader,'' Redpaw whispered in her ear. ''You changed before I became an apprentice, but I'll never, ever forget you.'' Redpaw heard a voice, near to his ear.
''And you'll never, ever forget me.'' Redpaw almost leapt up into the air in shock, but nobody was beside him, apart from a dead body. I must have been imagining it, toadbrain! Redpaw thought, making his way through Mothermouth again. Redpaw eventually broke out into the open. He could see Timberstar's body clearly now. He could barely see any of her white fur, only red, smearing blood. He could smell the stench of ThunderClan on her fur - see her torn ear, her twisted paw. Timberstar had died in a bad way, and Redpaw knew it. Redpaw carried the body back to camp, his heart thumping. But his Clan was gathered in the camp, peaceful but with a miserable atmosphere. Redpaw realized that his brother, Firepaw lay in the centre of the camp. ''He's dead.'' Redpaw whispered to himself, entering the clearing. Heads whipped round to look at him. Darkpelt who was the Clan deputy let out a gasp. ''Oh no!'' The silence, which must have been the Clan sitting vigil, was broken by mournful howls. None of the howls could be translated into words, but they didn't need to be. ''She was a great leader,'' mewed Cloudwhisker miserably. ''And my mentor once. I'll never forget her.''
''She defended her Clan to the death,'' Leafflight added. ''Timberstar was leader before I was even born! Redpaw gently dropped the body to the ground, and allowed the Clan to share tongues with their leader one last time. It seemed as if every cat had forgotten about the atrocious way Timberstar had acted around her Clanmates recently and were instead respecting her for the wonderful cat she'd been. And that's how it should be, the apprentice thought with satisfaction. Whilst the rest of the Clan said goodbye, Redpaw took this moment as a chance to pay his respects to his brother. He padded over, gazing down at Firepaw's lifeless body. A wound near the neck showed where he had died, and Redpaw felt frustrated. ''I should have been able to save you,'' Redpaw mewed. ''I love you, brother. May StarClan light your path forever.'' Firepaw didn't reply, but Redpaw imagined what Firepaw would say right now. ''I'll never forget you, my dear. Be brave, be strong, and I shall be proud of you.'' Firepaw had always been more like a father than a brother, always seeming more mature and sincere than Redpaw usually was. Redpaw decided that he would sit vigil for his brother in silence, as he knew Firepaw would have instantly done the same thing for him. Redpaw settled down, his head hanging with grief, and braced himself for a long night.

Chapter 3
POV: Timberstar

Timberstar crumbled to the ground as Ashfeather's teeth met in her throat. Timberstar's mind shot back to what had horrifyingly happened in StarClan. I killed Foxtail! She thought. Timberstar was faintly aware of blood trickling out of her neck, and a triumphant yowl from Ashfeather. Timberstar was dying, and even if she had wanted to, there was nothing she could do to stop it. Timberstar expected the gently, encouraging voices of the StarClan warriors whispering around her and lifting her into StarClan, but there were none. Timberstar panicked, but she didn't for long. The white she cat stopped breathing. The last thing Timberstar heard was the voice of the apprentice, Redpaw. ''No!'' And then Timberstar became oblivious to everything around her. The next thing Timberstar saw, were trees. Endless pines. Timberstar didn't feel too uncomfortable here. She was used to the dark, scary shadows of ShadowClan territory anyway. But this wasn't StarClan. Something had gone terribly wrong in the Clan leader's last moments. Suddenly, she heard a voice. ''Hello, Timberstar.'' Timberstar whipped her head round in fright. A huge, battled scarred brown tom stood behind her. ''Who are you?'' whimpered Timberstar. ''Where am I?'' The tom let out a laugh, like gravel crunching. Timberstar flinched. Despite his laughter, this cat didn't look friendly. He had long, claws, tiger like stripes and so many scars it looked as if he had fought every battle in the history of the Clans. ''I am Deathstar,'' the tom mewed, softly. ''As for where you are, you'll soon find out. Follow me.'' The tom gestured with his tail and warily, Timberstar followed him deeper into the forest. The forest was so dark, if it hadn't been for Deathstar and the light coming from the fungus, Timberstar wouldn't be able to even follow a simple trail. Eventually, the forest opened up into a large clearing. A rock, covered in what looked like blood, stood in the middle of the clearing. It was a foul place, and it made Timberstar shudder. Suddenly, cats appeared. They appeared from what seemed like nowhere. Timberstar was faintly aware of cats shoving past her in their rush to get into the clearing. Clumsily, the former ShadowClan leader fell to the ground. As if she was like a bridge, cats begun to trample furiously over her. Eventually, there was silence. Deathstar gestured with his tail again, his amber eyes shining. Then he leapt on top of the rock, not worried or alarmed by the blood on it. ''What's going on?'' Timberstar whispered to herself. ''May all the cats old enough to kill join beneath the Highrock for a meeting!'' Deathstar yowled. A few cats looked confused, but then, after glancing at Timberstar, seemed to make sense of the situation. Deathstar spoke again. ''Tonight, we are joined by a new cat. Please welcome, Timberstar!'' Two broad shouldered cats shoved Timberstar into the middle of the clearing. The she cat fell to the ground with a yowl. ''What do you want with me?'' Deathstar didn't speak directly to the she cat, and instead addressed all the cats below him. ''We must begin what we do to corrupt every cat here,'' he leapt down from the rock and pressed his muzzle onto the she cat's head. Every cat copied him. Timberstar felt as if shadows were sliding around her. Then she heard Deathstar's voice. ''You're evil now. Welcome to the Dark Forest.'' Timberstar was about to protest, when suddenly, something painful shot through her. Timberstar mewed. ''I am honoured!'' Timberstar couldn't make sense of what she was saying. It was if her soul had been corrupted. Deathstar let out a raspy purr. ''You are the cat destined to make evil rule. You are no longer just a leader, Timberstar. You are a Dark Forest warrior, which means you are the ultimate cat of torture.''

Chapter 4
POV: Redpaw

Redpaw woke up. He felt very embarrassed when he realized he had slept through his brother's vigil. Then he heard the warm voice of the Clan medicine cat, Tawnyfoot. ''Oh Redpaw! Don't worry that you fell asleep. It was a tiring battle last night.''
''Thanks,'' Redpaw replied, shyly. ''It was my first battle.''
''I know,'' mewed Tawnyfoot. ''You did well, but we lost this time. I doubt it will be long before ThunderClan causes trouble again.'' Darkpelt stood up from where he had been sitting vigil and padded over. ''When are we leaving, Tawnyfoot?'' He mewed.
''Very soon,'' Tawnyfoot promised. ''I'll sort you out some travelling herbs.'' Blackpelt nodded gratefully and followed the medicine cat to her den. Redpaw stood, staring for a few moments, then made his way over to where his mentor, Whitefur, stood. Whitefur greeted his apprentice with a purr. ''Good morning, Redpaw. Were you tired after the vigil?''
''Er, I, um,'' Redpaw shuffled his paws with embarrassment. ''I fell asleep.''
''What?'' Whitefur exclaimed. ''You fell asleep?''
''Yeah,'' Redpaw murmured, quietly. ''I was really tired after the battle.'' From the expression on Whitefur's face, Redpaw almost expected his mentor to leap at him and rip him to shreds, but Whitefur nodded slowly. ''I suppose it was a busy day yesterday,'' Whitefur admitted. ''Just try and stay awake next time!'' Redpaw nodded. It wasn't just falling asleep in general which made Redpaw feel guilty, it was more the fact that it had been the Clan leader and his brother's vigil. ''What are we learning today?'' Asked Redpaw, following Whitefur out of the camp.
''We're doing some hunting,'' Whitefur replied. ''The last time you practised, you were as loud as a lumbering badger!''
''But I'm bad at hunting!'' whined Redpaw. ''When was the last time we battle trained? Perhaps we would have won that battle if-''
''Redpaw, I know this is your way of grieving for Firepaw, but it isn't pleasant. Today we will practise stalking and catching prey, or we won't train at all.'' Redpaw kept his mouth shut. Whitefur was very strict, and instead of arguing, would indeed simply send his apprentice back to the camp, which Redpaw didn't want. The two cats had not gone far when Redpaw caught the sent of lizard. ''Lizard!'' whispered Redpaw. He gestured with his tail to a bush behind a tree. ''Around there.'' Whitefur nodded, but didn't move at all in an attempt to catch the prey. ''You try to catch it,'' he told Redpaw. ''Remember to blend in with your surroundings and keep quiet, or the prey will escape.''
''I know,'' grunted Redpaw. ''Now just let me catch it!'' Redpaw dropped into the hunting crouch and, using scent alone, begun to stalk his prey. He was getting very close to the tree which partially hid the bush when he stepped on a twig. The twig snapped and a small lizard emerged, scurrying swiftly away from the bush and into the undergrowth. ''Badgerdung!'' Exclaimed Redpaw. He felt tempted to race after the lizard, but it was too late now. Whitefur came over to him. ''Bad luck,'' for once, his mentor sounded truly sympathetic. ''But you're in luck. There's a toad just over there.'' Whitefur gestured with his tail to a pine tree. At it's base, there was a toad. Redpaw thanked Whitefur and once again stalked his prey. This time, he got close enough to the toad to pounce. Redpaw leapt onto his prey, and struck the killing blow. The toad let out one, startled croak and died at his paws. ''I caught it!'' Redpaw grinned, lashing his tail.
''Well done,'' Whitefur gave Redpaw's shoulder a swift lick. ''But that toad won't feed a kit. Why don't we spilt up? We'll have a competition to see who can catch the most prey by the time the sun's going down. Meet me back by here once you're done.'' Redpaw nodded and pelted into the trees, whilst Whitefur ran swiftly in the other direction. Redpaw caught the scent of mouse on the breeze, and soon found the tiny creature sitting just inside ShadowClan's territory. Redpaw felt wary. The mouse could quite easily run onto the Thunderpath, and Redpaw didn't want to chase it there. Reluctantly, Redpaw walked away. By the end of the day, Redpaw had caught two mice, a toad and three lizards. Redpaw made his way back to the clearing where he and Whitefur had agreed to meet, and very soon, Whitefur appeared. As soon as Redpaw saw him, his jaw dropped. Whitefur had caught four mice, three lizards, two toads and one frog. ''Is that all?'' Whitefur mewed. ''It is Greenleaf, Redpaw! Prey's easy to find!''
''A lot of the prey was hard to catch,'' Redpaw tried to defend himself. ''I'm a lot slower than you.'' Whitefur shook his head. ''You still need to try harder,'' he mewed, sharply. ''Oh well, we'd better get back to the camp. You can take your prey to the elders and kits.'' Redpaw nodded slowly and made his way back to the camp. Once in the camp, Redpaw took a mouse and two lizards to the nursery, and a mouse, toad and lizard to the elders den. Eventually, Redpaw could tuck into prey himself, and munched on a frog. Then, Redpaw made his way into his den. Redpaw's last memory of this place was laying in a nest beside his brother, but Firepaw's scent was growing steadily stale. Russetthroat, one of the queens, had a litter of three kits who were only a half moon away from being apprenticed. Then, Firepaw's nest would be owned by another apprentice, and soon Redpaw wouldn't even be able to scent the reassuring scent of Firepaw. Redpaw lay down, and felt miserable, and not just because he no longer had Firepaw's company. He was one of the oldest of the apprentices, yet he felt the least talented of them all. Redpaw was a clumsy hunter, couldn't fight strongly enough in battle and when climbing trees usually fell off. Redpaw felt completely useless to ShadowClan and he didn't like it that way. Why can't I have any talent? The youngster wondered, as he fell into a deep sleep.

Chapter 5
POV: Timberstar

''Okay,'' mewed Deathstar, standing side by side with Timberstar. ''Redpaw's going to sleep now. Remember what I told you to do?''
''Yes.'' Timberstar dipped her head to the huge tom.
''Good,'' growled Deathstar. ''I must go. Good luck, Timberstar. May the Dark Forest darken your path.'' Timberstar watched as the tabby disappeared into the trees, leaving Timberstar alone. Timberstar tensed, and imagined herself walking in Redpaw's dreams. In an instant, Timberstar saw Redpaw. The young tom was stalking a lizard a few badger-lengths away. ''Hello, Redpaw.'' Timberstar hissed quietly. Redpaw raised his head, his eyes wide with shock. ''Timberstar!'' He breathed.
''It is me,'' Timberstar mewed. ''You have potential, Redpaw.'' Redpaw shook his head despairingly. ''Whitefur doesn't seem to think so. He thinks I'm useless!''
''Would you listen to Whitefur if he told you to leap of a cliff?'' spat Timberstar. ''No, you wouldn't. You are a talented young cat... you could lead your Clan in time.''
''Really?'' Redpaw sounded doubtful. ''Nobody would ever choose me to be the Clan deputy.''
''Believe, young one,'' mewed Timberstar. ''And you are not alone. I have come to help you.''
''What?'' Redpaw exclaimed. ''How can you help? You're dead!'' Timberstar flattened her ears, but she forced herself to sound calm. ''Death is no obstacle for me,'' Timberstar mewed. ''I can guide you, Redpaw.''
''But StarClan usually guides medicine cats and leaders!''
''There are always exceptions,'' Timberstar replied. ''Come on, Redpaw. You will have it all. A Clan to call your own, love, care, strength and loyalty. Surely you wouldn't turn down this offer?'' There was a long silence, and for a brief moment Timberstar wondered if Redpaw would refuse. But then Redpaw nodded, slowly, cautiously. ''Okay,'' he mewed. ''I suppose I could give it a try. So what do you want me to do?''
''First receive your warrior name,'' Timberstar's voice was as cold as ice. ''That shouldn't be too hard. You may not realize it, but I will help you, all the time.'' Redpaw nodded. The apprentice still looked baffled, but didn't press her. ''Then I shall try my best to get my warrior name,'' Redpaw mewed. ''And with your help, I will fulfil my destiny.''
''Oh yes, you will,'' Timberstar hissed, softly. ''You shall.'' Timberstar willed herself away, and vanished. The last thing she heard was Redpaw's voice. ''Goodbye, Timberstar! I'll miss you!'' Timberstar appeared in the Dark Forest. Deathstar emerged from behind a pine tree. ''You did well,'' Deathstar mewed. ''You're a real trickster.''
''How did you know what happened?'' Timberstar exclaimed, her eyes widening with confusion. ''You weren't in the dream!''
''I'm everywhere,'' growled Deathstar. ''I know everything. I examine your every move. Remember that, Timberstar. You are at my mercy.''

Chapter 6
POV: Redpaw

Redpaw woke up, quivering with excitement and confusion. What a vivid dream! He wondered if he'd ever have another one like it. I saw Timberstar, thought Redpaw, and she promised me so much! I wonder if I will receive my warrior name soon, so I can meet her again. Although Redpaw was rather doubtful that he would see Timberstar again. It was just a dream. Just then, Redpaw spotted a white and ginger she cat beside him. ''Timberstar!'' he gasped. ''It's you! You're here!''
''Good morning, Redpaw.'' Timberstar mewed, and then she vanished. Whitefur poked his head into the den. ''Wake up!'' he grunted. ''You overslept!''
''Sorry.'' Redpaw muttered. But for once it didn't bother him that he'd been told off. With Timberstar at his side, nothing bad would ever happen to him again! The two cats made their way out of the camp. ''I'm a generous cat,'' Whitefur mewed. ''We'll do battle training today.''
''Yay!'' Purred Redpaw, lashing his tail happily. This would be a great chance to prove his potential! If Timberstar, a dead cat, could see it, then so could Whitefur! As the two cats carried on at a brisker pace, Whitefur mewed. ''Darkpelt came back from the Moonstone this morning,'' Whitefur mewed. ''He's Clan leader now. StarClan accepted him.''
''That's good,'' replied Redpaw. ''I'm sure Blackstar'll be a great leader!'' After a while longer, the two cats reached the training area. ''I want you to attack me with all you've got first,'' ordered Whitefur. ''Try your best!''
''I will!'' Redpaw promised. He stepped back a few tail-lengths from his mentor, then charged. He leapt up high in the air, aiming to land squarely on Whitefur's shoulders, but Whitefur was faster. As Redpaw fell towards the ground, Whitefur darted out of the way. Redpaw fell down in a heap of paws and tail, and Whitefur leapt onto him and with his claws sheathed began to 'scratch' him. Just then, Whitefur seemed to lose his balance and fell unceremoniously onto the ground. Weakly, Redpaw staggered to his paws and aimed a blow at Whitefur's back. Whitefur, still stunned, didn't even flinch when Redpaw hit him. Eventually, Whitefur got to his paws. He looked utterly confused. ''Something hit me,'' he mewed. ''And made me lose balance. Was it you?''
''No, it couldn't have been.'' Redpaw was just as confused as his mentor was.
''I suppose it doesn't matter now,'' Whitefur sighed. ''You were very sneaky, using my... er, tumble as a chance to attack. I suppose it didn't end too badly for either of us.'' Redpaw nodded. Pride rushed through his pelt. Perhaps it had been luck that he'd managed to attack Whitefur, but Whitefur needed to use his tail for balance more. The two cats continued battle training throughout the day. Redpaw wasn't so lucky all the time, but he still felt somewhat encouraged. He didn't know what inside him was making him feel stronger, but there was something. And as long as it was there, that was all that mattered. It was almost nightfall when the two toms arrived back at camp. ''Did I do well today?'' Asked Redpaw eagerly. ''I suppose you were better than I anticipated,'' Whitefur admitted. ''But let's hope that wasn't just a one off.'' Suddenly, just as Redpaw bent over the freshkill pile to choose a toad from the pile, he heard a terrifying roar. At once, every cat in the camp became alert. Hollystream, Russetthroat and Brightleaf gathered up their kits with a sweep of their tails and herded them towards the nursery, the two elders, One-ear and Fireclaw twisted their heads round, whilst Darkstar rushed out out of his den to see what was happening. All of a sudden, three, awfully large black and white stripy creatures broke into the camp. One of them grabbed Redpaw almost instantly, and he let out a howl. ''StarClan, help me!'' Warriors attacked the huge creature from the sides, but it stubbornly refused to free Redpaw. Blood was trickling out of Redpaw's pelt, and a deadly feeling swept over him. I'm going to die, he thought, in the jaws of this huge, savage monster. At the back of Redpaw's mind, Redpaw remembered Fireclaw telling him a story about these creatures. They were called badgers, and they were cruel, battle hungry and powerful. Badgers were killers than could end the life of a full grown cat with one bite to the neck, or one slash. And now, Redpaw was at one's mercy. Suddenly, a second badger pelted over, and begun to distract the warriors trying to rescue Redpaw. Redpaw watched with horror as, one by one, each cat turned their attention away from him. Meanwhile, on the other side of the clearing, Russetthroat was lying unmoving on the ground, with the third badger looming over her. Then, Redpaw heard a voice, vicious and desperate. ''Let him go!'' Redpaw managed to whip his head round to see Timberstar leaping at the badger. At once, the badger let Redpaw go, reared into the air and raced out of the camp. Timberstar raced after it, yowling threats. She turned to Redpaw, nodded at him, and vanished. Timberstar must have been the one who unbalanced Whitefur earlier! Redpaw realized. After all, didn't she say that she would help me? Redpaw made his way across the camp, towards where Russetthroat lay. With a pang of grief he realized that the she cat was dead. Sharpheart, Russetthroat's mate, appeared from where he had been attacking a badger. His eyes widened when he spotted Russetthroat. ''No, StarClan no,'' he whispered. ''She can't be dead!''
''She's dead,'' replied Redpaw in a small voice. Gesturing with his tail to the third badger, who was chasing Darkstar around the camp, he added. ''That badger over there killed her.'' At once, Sharpheart's grief was replaced with utter fury. With what sounded even louder than the roar the badgers had made when they had first broken into the camp, he thundered over to the badger, who was now extremely close to Darkstar. Sharpheart leapt at it, and the badger soon found itself beneath both Darkstar and Sharpheart, who were taking turns to bite it and hit it. Eventually, the badger managed to push them off, and made it's way quickly towards where it had come from. ''Thanks!'' gasped Darkstar. The tom was bleeding from his stomach. ''That badger was too close for comfort!''
''It's not over yet,'' Sharpheart replied. ''There's still one badger left.'' Redpaw craned his head and saw the second badger racing towards the entrance. Darkstar let out a mrrow of amusement and mewed. ''Not for much longer! ShadowClan have won!'' The cats in the camp let out yowls of delight and triumph, but then Sharpheart made his way over to where Russetthroat lay, and picked up her body. ''Just because we won didn't mean there weren't consequences.'' The Clan grew silent and grief stricken, the realization that they hadn't escaped death had hit them sharper than the badger's claws. Then Hollystream and Brightleaf appeared, carrying a much smaller body. ''No!'' yowled Sharpheart, racing toward the two queens. ''Greykit!'' Redpaw's blood ran cold. Only a half moon away from being apprenticed, and tiny Greykit was dead? ''Russetthroat died trying to defend Greykit,'' Hollystream explained. ''Bluekit and Pinekit both obeyed her order to go straight to the nursery, but as usual, Greykit did not. Russetthroat fought bravely, but Greykit was killed. Outraged, Russetthroat decided to avenge her son's death in the very same battle, but she wasn't strong enough, and died.'' ''So my son and mate are dead?'' Sharpheart growled, crossly. ''And you didn't do anything!''
''We had to stop the rest of the little ones from leaving the nursery,'' Brightleaf mewed. ''Otherwise they would have been killed, too.'' Darkstar heaved a great sigh.
''All of ShadowClan shares your grief, Sharpheart. But we must carry on. Russetthroat and Greykit wouldn't like to see you unhappy.''
''Next time I see a badger,'' growled Sharpheart. ''I'll kill it and rip off it's fur till it's no more than a pile of bones!'' Darkstar didn't reply, and as the cats gathered round the two dead bodies, declared.
''Wait! There is still something to do!'' The Clan all glanced up at the Clan leader in confusion. Blackstar beckoned with his tail for Redpaw, and warily, the ShadowClan apprentice went to stand beside his leader. ''Redpaw chased off a badger all by himself in the battle,'' Darkstar mewed. ''He showed outstanding bravery, even when his life was at risk. Therefore, it only seems fair he should be made a warrior.''
''What?'' Redpaw exclaimed. ''I didn't-'' He broke off, remembering Timberstar. Perhaps Redpaw hadn't chased off the badger, but if Timberstar allowed him to take credit, then he would. ''I, Darkstar, leader of ShadowClan, call upon my warrior ancestors to look down on this apprentice. He has trained hard to understand the ways of your noble code, and I commend him to you as a warrior in his turn,'' Darkstar gazed down at the young tom, before continuing. ''Redpaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code and to protect and defend your Clan, even at the cost of your life?'' Redpaw took a death breath, trembled, the mewed. ''I do.'' This is it, Redpaw thought, the day where I get my warrior name! ''Then by the powers of StarClan, I give you your warrior name. Redpaw, from this moment you will be known as Redwhisker. StarClan honours your intelligence and cunning, and we welcome you as a full warrior of ShadowClan.'' Darkstar bent down and licked Redwhisker's head. Redwhisker felt full of new energy. He could climb the highest mountain, fight the bravest warrior, survive the most brutal sickness. He was a warrior of ShadowClan now, and he was free! ''Redwhisker!''
''Redwhisker!''
''Redwhisker!''
''Redwhisker!'' Redwhisker bathed in the voices of his Clanmates, and then stifled a yawn as he remembered he would have to sit vigil. As well as feeling very tired, Redwhisker also felt disappointed. He had hoped Timberstar would walk in his dreams tonight. Redwhisker was briefly aware of Timberstar brushing up beside him. ''You can thank me later,'' she growled. ''There is a Gathering in three days time! Make sure Darkstar lets you go!'' Then the former leader disappeared into a puff of dust. Redwhisker looked around. Surely somebody must have seen Timberstar? But his Clanmates were still cheering his name, and beginning to crowd round to congratulate him. Redwhisker shrugged it off and leapt off the Highrock, padding towards the camp entrance. It would be a long night, but Redwhisker would not regret it. Tomorrow, he would truly be a warrior, and he would convince Darkstar to take him to the Gathering, where he could fulfil his destiny.

Chapter 7
POV: Timberstar

Timberstar watched from the dark shadows as Redwhisker sat by the camp entrance, sitting vigil. Timberstar wrinkled her nose. Why did every warrior have to perform such a stupid ritual? But Timberstar would not interrupt, and instead made sure Redwhisker stayed awake. But the warrior was looking very sleepy, his eyes beginning to close. Timberstar cuffed him gently, and Redwhisker focused again. The night seemed to go on for moons, reminding Timberstar of her own warrior vigil. I was so tired, but I sat it because it was the Warrior Code. Timberstar remembered. Eventually, the sun rose, and suddenly Darkstar shot out of the leader's den, looking shaken. ''I forgot!'' he howled. ''With the badgers attacking and everything, I forgot to name the new deputy!'' Every cat awoke at once, and Redwhisker got ready to speak, but Timberstar raced to his side. ''Hang on,'' she whispered. ''The Clan will judge you forever if you don't sit vigil properly!'' Redwhisker nodded slowly, and Timberstar stepped back again, watching as the Clan charged out of their dens to confront their leader. ''I'm sorry!'' Darkstar gasped. ''I'll name the deputy right away!''
Too late, crowfood. Timberstar thought.
''Okay,'' grumbled One-ear. ''But you've still broken the Warrior Code by not naming the deputy by moonhigh.'' Darkstar didn't reply - even Timberstar's heart clenched in something like sympathy when she saw the leader was trembling like a kit being confronted by a pack of furious dogs. Blackstar leapt onto the Highrock, and yowled, shakily. ''M-may all t-the c-c-ats old e-enough to cat-ch the-ir o-own p-p-r-rey join beneath the Hi-ighrock for a C-clan meeting!'' the cats were already gathered, and Darkstar meowed, quickly. ''I'm sorry I didn't name the deputy last night. I will now, I promise. I say these words before StarClan, so that the spirits of our warrior ancestors may hear and approve of my choice. The new deputy of ShadowClan is Tortoiseclaw.'' Tortoiseclaw, a scruffy brown and white tom, made his way proudly towards the Highrock. ''I am honoured to have been chosen as Clan deputy,'' mewed Tortoiseclaw. ''I will defend ShadowClan with everything I have, guide you through your darkest hours, and honour StarClan and the Warrior Code for as long as I survive.'' Tawnyfoot sat up straight, pride sparking in her eyes. The Clan medicine cat was the sister of Tortoiseclaw. Darkstar nodded. ''I know I did a bad thing, not naming the deputy in time, but I hope you will prove to be a better cat than me, Tortoiseclaw. Your defensiveness of the Warrior Code, as well as your simple way of living, will make ShadowClan the strong, feared Clan we are destined to be.'' The group broke up, and Timberstar nodded to Redwhisker. ''Your time must be up by now.'' She mewed. Redwhisker mewed agreement. ''What do you think about Darkstar naming the deputy late?'' He asked.
''A good question,'' mewed Timberstar. ''Darkstar has done something fatal to the Warrior Code. Grudge him forever, Redwhisker. He won't be welcomed by StarClan.''
''But will Tortoiseclaw be alright? I mean, it isn't his fault he was named late.''
''I don't know,'' mewed Timberstar. ''If he defends his Clan and what he loves properly, that should be enough, but sadly, Tortoiseclaw will always carry the burden of being named deputy late. There is nothing I can do to help him, because he has the power inside him to choose his own path already. I must go now, but remember to convince Darkstar to take you to the Gathering. And don't be afraid, Darkstar should let you go. He's a cat I'll never admire, but he should be fair enough to let you go.'' Redwhisker nodded. ''Thanks, Timberstar!''
''Oh, it's nothing,'' mewed Timberstar. ''I rather enjoy being with you. Good luck, Redwhisker.'' Redwhisker dipped his head, and padded away. Timberstar vanished, reappearing in the Dark Forest. Deathstar sat in front of her. ''You were gone a long time.'' He commented.
''I was talking with Redwhisker.'' Mewed Timberstar.
''Don't get too friendly with him,'' growled Deathstar. ''Or Redwhisker will soon realize you aren't being as grouchy as usual.''
''Don't call me grouchy!'' Spat Timberstar, unsheathing her claws. Deathstar shrugged.
''I have to go, Timberstar. You too have to choose your own path, and you may need to help Redwhisker more than you wish to get him into a situation where he's at your mercy.''
''Redwhisker's at my mercy already!'' Timberstar was beginning to get irritated. ''And he's in my dept.'' But Deathstar had already disappeared into the trees.

Chapter 8
POV: Redwhisker

Redwhisker paced up and down outside Darkstar's den. Following Timberstar's advice, he was going to try his best to convince Darkstar to take him to the Gathering. Eventually, Darkstar emerged. ''Ah, hello, Redwhisker,'' Darkstar mewed. ''Do you need anything?''
''I, I was just wondering if I could attend this moon's Gathering,'' Redwhisker suddenly felt very nervous under Darkstar's amber stare. ''It, would be a nice experience.'' Redwhisker had been to two Gatherings before, the last one, and one in the middle of his apprenticeship. Both of those Gatherings had been fairly peaceful, although Redwhisker knew truces had been broken before. Darkstar looked doubtful. ''You went to the last one.''
''I know,'' Redwhisker replied. ''But it would be my first one as a warrior, and I'd like to be there when my name is announced, as I know it will.'' Darkstar seemed to be considering it this time, then nodded. ''I suppose you can come. You can come with us to the Gathering, Redwhisker.''
''Thanks!'' Redwhisker mewed, cheerfully. ''I can't wait!'' He made his way to the freshkill pile, picked out a frog, and begun to eat. Whitefur came and sat beside him. ''No training today, eh?'' Whitefur mewed. ''One day everything seemed normal, the average performance from my apprentice, nothing special, and now you're a warrior after chasing away that badger. How did you do it?''
''Oh,'' Redwhisker mewed. He scanned his mind, panicking. ''Everything happened so very quickly, I can barely remember what happened.'' Whitefur let out a sympathetic purr.
''I suppose you weren't expecting what happened.'' Redwhisker nodded, awkwardly. Trying to change the subject, he mewed. ''How did you get your warrior name?''
''The way most apprentices get it, by succeeding at an assessment.''
''Oh,'' Redwhisker mewed. ''I was worried about my assessment.''
''You never got one!'' Whitefur laughed. Redwhisker nodded, then made his way out of the camp, deciding to hunt by himself. From now on, Whitefur wouldn't be able to judge his skills, but Whitefur seemed to be treating him with a strange air of respect already. Redwhisker scented frog, and tracked his prey, when a white and ginger she cat appeared in front of him. The frog let out a startled croak and hopped away. ''Timberstar!'' Redwhisker grumbled. ''I could have caught that frog!'' Timberstar shrugged. ''There's more to being a warrior than hunting silly prey. You convinced Blackstar, I see.''
''Yes,'' replied Redwhisker. ''I'm coming to the Gathering. But what difference will that make?'' Timberstar shrugged again. ''Stop questioning me. I know what I'm doing.''
Yeah, but I don't! Redwhisker wanted to yowl, but he clamped his mouth shut. Timberstar padded away wordlessly, and disappeared into the trees. What is she doing? Redwhisker wondered, and what's in it for me?

Chapter 9
POV: Timberstar

Timberstar watched as darkness fell over the forest. Redwhisker was in her thrall now. Timberstar crept into ShadowClan territory. She had more than one important job to do tonight. Timberstar made her way silently into the ShadowClan camp. All the cats were sleeping, but the night guard didn't even notice Timberstar as she slipped past. The she cat headed straight to the nursery. Laying there, was Hollystream and Brightleaf and their kits. Hollystream's single kit, Runningkit, who had survived a brutal bout of greencough a couple of moons ago, lay slightly away from his mother. Timberstar nudged the little kit, and Runningkit scrabbled to his paws. ''Hey, I know you!'' he squeaked. ''It's Timberstar! Timberstar's come back!''
''Not for long,'' Timberstar's tone was dangerously soft. ''Follow me, little kit.'' Runningkit nodded obediently and trotted after Timberstar out of camp. The two of them walked a little way, until Timberstar was certain no cat would find them. ''Why are we here?'' Runningkit squeaked.
''Lie down, youngster.'' Timberstar growled. Runningkit did as he was told. Timberstar heaved a deep breath, unsheathed her claws, and leapt at Runningkit. Runningkit let out a screech of horror, but there was nothing a tiny kit like him could do against a powerful Clan leader. Runningkit's death was quick and painless, and Timberstar had hoped. She pitied the little kit, but she's needed to use him for her plans. But Runningkit wouldn't be the only one who died that night. Timberstar dragged the tiny body across the Thunderpath and into WindClan's territory. Some cat would notice it and bring it to ShadowClan's territory, and assume a WindClan patrol had killed it. It's always nice to stir up some trouble. Timberstar thought. Timberstar made her way back to the camp, and headed this time straight to the warriors den. But then Timberstar heard a shrill cry. ''Oh, my poor Runningkit! Where's he gone?'' Timberstar whipped her head round. With pathetic screeching like that, the whole Clan would wake up! Timberstar charged towards the she cat and pinned her to the ground. ''Shut up or I will kill you,'' she hissed, fiercely. ''And you can tell nobody you've seen me. If I come back, you must do everything I say.''
''Yes.'' Croaked Hollystream. The poor queen was no fighter, and had planned to stay caring for kits in the nursery once her own were apprenticed. Timberstar shot back to the warriors den, where two warriors were already yawning and waking up. Timberstar scanned the den for Darkclaw, Hollystream's mate, and found the grey tabby tom with a scarred muzzle laying down. Timberstar leapt onto him, her teeth met in his throat. Darkclaw let out a dreadful howl and every cat leapt to action. Darkclaw then crumbled to the ground, dead, and Timberstar ran out of the camp. Yowls of fury rose from the camp, mixed with wails of grief, but no cat but Hollystream had seen Timberstar, and Timberstar had succeeded in her bloody mission.

Chapter 10
POV: Redwhisker

Redwhisker's heart clenched in grief as he made his way toward Fourtrees for the Gathering. The dead body of Runningkit and Darkclaw were still seared in his mind. A patrol had found Runningkit's body in WindClan territory, and had stirred up uneasy feelings within the Clan that WindClan had killed the youngster. As for Darkclaw, no cat had an explanation for his death. Hollystream had been acting haunted ever since that night, but no cat could blame her, with the death of her only kit and mate happening in the very same few moments. Redwhisker couldn't help feeling excited at the prospect of going to the Gathering - and impressing Timberstar. ThunderClan had already arrived at the Gathering, but ThunderClan and WindClan hadn't arrived yet. ''WindClan are probably to guilty to come to the Gathering after killing Runningkit!'' Retorted Sandleaf. Redwhisker nodded at her, but somehow Redwhisker had a feeling WindClan hadn't killed Runningkit. Perhaps Runningkit, who had always been a natural explorer, had gone on a pretend raid to WindClan, and had been hit by a monster on the Thunderpath. Typically, Runningkit would have carried on, and then collapsed to the death after making his way into WindClan's territory. It was possible, and Redwhisker didn't want a battle to be fought without knowing for sure. Redwhisker nodded to a group of gossiping ThunderClan warriors. ''Come on.'' He mewed. Sandleaf smiled.
''You know how I feel about you, Redwhisker?'' She mewed, softly.
''W-what do you mean?'' Redwhisker stammered.
''I love you, Redwhisker!'' Sandleaf blurted out. ''Ever since you were an apprentice, I've loved you! But how do you feel, about me, I mean?'' Redwhisker tensed. Although he'd never really thought of Sandleaf as anything more than a good friend before, he had to admit how beautiful and charming she was. He was ready to announce that he loved her too, when he heard Timberstar's voice in his head. ''Is Sandleaf really the cat for you? Keep looking, Redwhisker - she is not your destiny!'' Redwhisker froze. But he did have feelings for Sandleaf, didn't he? ''Um,'' he mewed, awkwardly, under Sandleaf's green, admiring gaze. ''I don't know. Let me think about it, okay?'' Sandleaf looked hurt.
''Oh, right. I see you don't feel the same way about me. I'll be off then.'' Sandleaf looked heartbroken as she stalked away, spiky and solitary as much as she was miserable. I'm sorry! Redwhisker thought. I have to trust what Timberstar tells me!

Chapter 11
POV: Timberstar

Timberstar watched as the RiverClan cats pelted towards Fourtrees. Timberstar scanned their ranks, and spotted a dusky brown she cat with bright orange eyes near the back. She was beautiful, with long, flowing fur. Timberstar knew this cat's name - Lightdawn. A loyal and sweet warrior. Timberstar padded to her side. ''Psst!'' She whispered. Lightdawn whipped her head round, her eyes wide with shock. ''You're-you're Timberstar! What are you doing with the RiverClan cats? Shouldn't you be with your own Clan?''
''You may tell no cat this,'' Timberstar replied. ''But I have always favoured RiverClan cats. I have died since the last Gathering, as I'm sure Darkstar shall tell you all, but I am here to reveal to you your destiny, Lightdawn.''
''How can I trust you?'' Lightdawn sounded anxious. ''You could be lying.'' Timberstar bared her teeth. ''A Clan leader doesn't lie! As this Gathering, you must search for the burning crimson warrior, that lurks in the shadows. He is your destiny.'' Lightdawn didn't reply, and looked completely flummoxed as she made her way into the hollow of Fourtrees. Timberstar watched as the magnificent cat gazed around the clearing, and then padded over to a group of elders and medicine cats near the edge of the clearing. Toadbrain! Timberstar thought. Don't go gossiping to those stupid elders and medicine cats! Timberstar shot over in an instant, and Lightdawn turned to her. ''Am I doing something wrong?'' She whispered.
''Totally,'' Timberstar snorted. ''Go over there.'' She gestured with her tail to a group of young warriors. Redwhisker was amongst them. Lightdawn's eyes widened. ''But they're from other Clans.''
''Does that matter?'' Timberstar growled. ''This is a Gathering. Off you go!'' She forced the she cat across the clearing, and then slipped behind one of the great oaks, into the eerie shadows.

Chapter 12
POV: Redwhisker

Miserably, Redwhisker listened to the ThunderClan warriors as they chatted about naughty apprentices, battle moves and hunting patrols. Usually, Redwhisker would have joined in, but he felt as if cold claws had raked his heart. How could StarClan, and most of all, Timberstar, be so cruel? Suddenly, Redwhisker became aware of a brown she cat approaching. She smelt of RiverClan. Redwhisker realized he'd been worrying so much about Sandleaf that he hadn't noticed the third Clan arriving. Now only WindClan needed to arrive, and the Gathering could begin. ''Hi.'' The she cat mewed, shyly. She was very pretty, that was the first thing Redwhisker could be sure of, and although her fishy scent made Redwhisker wrinkle his nose, there was something enchanting about her. ''Hi,'' Redwhisker mewed. ''I'm Redwhisker. What's your name?'' He had a feeling he was going to like this she cat. ''I'm Lightdawn,'' she replied. ''A RiverClan warrior. I haven't heard of a Redwhisker before. Did you get your warrior name or something? I'm sure I remember a Redpaw.''
''Yeah,'' Redwhisker nodded. ''After some badgers attacked.'' Lightdawn blinked sympathetically.
''I heard ThunderClan attacked not long ago. It must have been hard, being attacked twice in the course of only a few days.''
''Yeah,'' mewed Redwhisker. ''Who told you about ThunderClan? Didn't you just arrive?''
''Oh, um.'' Lightdawn looked extremely awkward, and Redwhisker decided to not push her. He almost felt relieved when he saw the WindClan cats milling down into the clearing. At once, ShadowClan grew hostile, and even Redwhisker felt his fur prickle anxiously, but WindClan showed no sign of unfriendliness as they instantly begun to mingle with the other Clans. WindClan's leader, Loststar, sprang onto the Great Rock and yowled. ''Welcome to the Gathering!'' The cats gradually grew silent, and Redwhisker felt relaxed sitting beside Lightdawn. RiverClan was one Clan ShadowClan didn't have a quarrel with RiverClan at this Gathering. ''I will speak first,'' the RiverClan leader, Silverstar, stepped forward. ''RiverClan are enjoying the large amount of fish in the river, at the height of Greenleaf. Twoleg kits have been paddling in our river, but RiverClan remains strong.'' The she cat stepped back, and nodded to Loststar to speak. ''Like RiverClan, prey is plentiful in WindClan's territory. There are lots of rabbits on the moor and we hope the rest of the Clans are as full fed as us.'' Loststar dipped his head and was about to step back when Darkstar whipped his head round to glare at Loststar. ''Do you eat kits as well?'' he growled. ''We found one of our kits dead on your territory.'' Yowls of fury rose from the gathered cats, and Lightdawn turned to Redwhisker, puzzled. ''Is that true?'' She questioned.
''Yeah,'' replied Redwhisker. ''But I didn't really want Darkstar to make a scene.'' Lightdawn nodded understandingly, and turned back to the Great Rock and the two Clan leaders, who were glaring hatefully at one another. ''WindClan are not kit murderers!'' spat Loststar. ''ShadowClan have always been liars!''
''I do not lie!'' Darkstar raged. ''It is you and your warriors who cheat and steal!''
''Stop!'' croaked Sweetfoot, the WindClan medicine cat. ''Remember the truce! We can solve this problem without fighting!'' Lightdawn's eyes shone with approval.
''At least one cat hasn't lost their mind.'' She commented. Redwhisker watched as reluctantly Loststar backed down and allowed the ShadowClan leader to speak. Darkstar glared at the cats below him. ''WindClan are killers, mark my words, but Sweetfoot, unlike the rest of her Clan, understands that we cannot spend all Gathering bickering. But ThunderClan have also attacked us this moon, and one of their cats killed Timberstar, and another killed our apprentice, Firepaw. He would have been a fantastic warrior, if ThunderClan hadn't been so heartless and cold.'' The ThunderClan leader, Thistlestar, let out a growl. ''Twolegs have begun to destroy our territory. At the last Gathering, you refused to give us any prey, and since then, three of our kits and two of our warriors have died. We had no choice but to attack ShadowClan. Forgive us, Darkstar.''
Darkstar sighed. ''I will let it go - for once. But next time ThunderClan attacks, prepare yourself, Thistlestar, because we will be ready for you.'' Thistlestar nodded curtly, but he didn't look very happy. ''ShadowClan was also attacked by badgers a few days later. We lost Russetthroat and Greykit in the attack, but thanks to the bravery of our eldest apprentice, Redpaw, we managed to chase them off. Redpaw comes to the Gathering tonight as a newly made warrior, Redwhisker.''
''Redwhisker!''
''Redwhisker!''
The yowls of triumph came mainly from only RiverClan and ShadowClan cats. Redwhisker's head hung. This hadn't been an enjoyable Gathering. Darkstar quickly explained that Tortoiseclaw was the new deputy, carefully missing out the fact that the deputy had been named late, and that ShadowClan were well fed and strong in spite of the loss recently. Thistlestar stepped forward, he stared at the cats below him coldly. ''As you all know, Twolegs are destroying our territory,'' Thistlestar begun. ''Our three kits and one of our warriors died of starvation, and the other warrior that has died was flattened to death by a falling tree. We ask again for prey.'' Silverstar stepped forward. The RiverClan leader looked genuinely guilty as she mewed. ''I am very sorry, Thistlestar, but we will not share our prey. The fish in our river are ours, and that's all there is to it.'' Thistlestar bared his teeth.
''WindClan?'' Loststar stepped forward.
''Times are hard for ThunderClan, and I understand your desperation, Thistlestar. We will share a few of our rabbits with you - we have enough. We will bring them into ThunderClan's territory tomorrow morning, but you will not come into our territory to get the prey. Understand?''
''Yes,'' grunted Thistlestar. ''You have our thanks, Loststar. You have saved the whole of ThunderClan, and we will be forever grateful.''
''You can be,'' growled Loststar. ''But once the Twolegs are finished with you, we will stop giving you food. Do not think you can come crawling to us again, Thistlestar.''
''Of course,'' mewed Thistlestar, sincerely. ''We would not dream of it, Loststar. All of my cats swear on the name of StarClan this will be the only time WindClan needs to help us.''
''Good,'' mewed Loststar. ''And if you don't keep that promise, there'll be big trouble.'' The cats begun to disperse. There were no friendly sharing tongues that night - every Clan gathered straight into it's groups and marched out of the cleari

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Name: Darkpelt
Gender: Tom
Age: 38 moons.
Rank: Deputy
Clan: NightClan
Pic: http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs7…e__by_annathewerewolf.jpg
Discription: White tom with black paws and amber eyes.
Personality: Loyal and triumphant.
History: Was born a rogue and then both of his parents were killed by dogs. Darkpelt who was named Shady at the time survived for six moons and then decided to dedicate himself and his loyalty to a Clan and thus he joined one. Darkpaw was a proud cat that didn't like admitting defeat, and was quite argumentative. Darkpelt received his warrior name after fighting bravely in a battle against LeafClan and was allowed to go to the first Gathering straight after becoming a warrior. Darkpelt was then visited by the Dark Forest and was tricked into betraying his Clan which led to his exile. Darkpelt was miserable, but still cared for the Clan he had left behind. He instead caused trouble with StormClan with the former StormClan deputy, Wildfang that had tried to kill StormClan's leader so he could be leader himself. Darkpelt returned to his original Clan with Wildfang but wished he had never met Wildfang since Wildfang seemed to use him for his evil deeds. Darkpelt is a loyal warrior to his Clan and was rewarded when he became Clan deputy.
Kin: Mother is called Poppy and father is called Sky both of which are dead. No siblings.
Mate: None.
Fate?: (what do you want to happen? Optional) Don't know. You decide.
Other:

Name: Wildfang
Gender: Tom
Age: 42 moons.
Rank: Warrior
Clan: NightClan
Pic: http://images5.fanpop.com/imag…cats-27207632-660-660.jpg
Discription: Dark brown tabby tom with amber eyes.
Personality: Sneaky and sincere. (Evil alert)
History: Was born a kittypet but was ashamed by the experience. Then he went to live in StormClan and convinced cats he was loyal, and soon every cat admired him. Once he received his warrior name Wildfang suddenly had an urge to take charge of the forest. He wanted a new Warrior Code to live by, and murder to be allowed. Wildfang was soon made deputy after mentoring two skilled apprentices, and continued to plot as deputy. When Wildfang tried to kill the leader with an alliance between him and a former NightClan warrior, the two of them were defeated. Darkpelt was growing homesick, and convinced Wildfang to come back with him into NightClan's territory. At first Darkpelt was treated with suspicion, but Wildfang convinced NightClan Darkpelt was a new, loyal cat. Darkpelt was thankful, but forever in Wildfang's debt, smoothing out the path for him to get power.
Kin: Mother, Leaper father, Crunch and a sister named Honey all of which are still kittypets, and a daughter named Tawnyfoot
Mate: A rogue cat named Lotus
Fate?: (what do you want to happen? Optional) Evilness! That's all!
Other:

Name: Tawnyfoot
Gender: She cat
Age: 21 moons.
Rank: Medicine Cat
Clan: NightClan
Pic: http://inyawc./uploads/5/7/9/9/5799536/223965870_orig.jpg
Discription: Small tortoiseshell she cat.
Personality: Blunt and dedicated.
History: Was born to Wildfang and raised as a rogue named Sarah until Wildfang came to Lotus and physically forced her to give Sarah to him. Sarah became Tawnykit and was fostered, and later on became Tawnypaw who was very aggressive towards her father. However Tawnypaw would be loyal to the path her paws had been set upon, and no cat could doubt her loyalty. Tawnyfoot was sharp tongued at time, and preferred to look after herself, but that made this rogue born she cat no less than a warrior. Then after several battles, Tawnyfoot decided to make a special place for herself, and became a medicine cat.
Kin: Wildfang's her father, Lotus is her mother.
Mate: None
Fate?: (what do you want to happen? Optional) I don't know.
Other: Just realized there is already a NightClan medicine cat so could Tawnyfoot be the medicine cat apprentice?

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Name: Stonepaw
Gender: Tom
Age: 9 Moons.
Rank: Apprentice
Clan: StormClan
Pic: http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs7…_by_wynnyelle-d3l8cco.jpg
Discription: Brown tabby tom with dark green eyes.
Personality: Bossy and desperate.
History: Stonekit had a brother named Hawk-kit the two of them did everything together. One day, a LeafClan warrior came and killed Hawk-kit for the fun of it, leaving Stonekit heartbroken and desperate for revenge. Stonekit left the Clan and made a Clan called KitClan where the kits would prove their strength and power and get revenge on this heartless cats. But KitClan wasn't strong enough to even fight LeafClan and all the kits ran back home wailing. Even more angry, Stonekit was apprenticed. All Stonepaw cared about was learning to fight and taking charge of the Clan
Kin: His brother is Hawk-kit his mother is Moonshine and Stonepaw doesn't know his father.
Mate: None, but would like one.
Fate?: (what do you want to happen? Optional) I don't know. He can go crazy if you want.
Other:

Name: Moonshine
Gender: She cat
Age: 27 moons.
Rank: Warrior
Clan: StormClan
Pic: http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs7…_by_lithestep-d43elam.png
Discription: Skinny, frail white she cat with green eyes.
Personality: Sad and lonely
History: Moonkit was the reincarnation of a brave Tribal healer, but Moonkit was never aware of this. Moonkit was the only kit in her litter and very lonely. There were two older kits in the nursery, but their games were very boring and she wasn't allowed to join in anyway. Moonkit never knew her real mother and father, but it was rumoured they were rogues. Instead, Moonkit had a foster mother, who was very over protective. Moonpaw was happy to be apprenticed, and got ready to hunt and fight to defend her Clan to the death. Moonpaw then fell in love with a rogue named Tiger and a few moons later, after she'd been made a warrior, became pregnant with his kits. Moonshine was horrified, but promised never to reveal to the kits who their father was. Moonshine gave birth to Stonekit and Hawk-kit who to this day are oblivious to who their father is.
Kin: She doesn't know her parents, and she has no siblings.
Mate: Tiger
Fate?: (what do you want to happen? Optional) Maybe she could die or retire.
Other:

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Fate?: (what do you want to happen? Optional)
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Name: Leafwatcher
Gender: She cat
Age: 42 moons.
Rank: Warrior.
Clan: LeafClan
Pic: http://img3.wikia.nocookie.net…/images/3/3f/Leafstar.jpg
Discription: Pale brown she cat.
Personality: Mocking and cruel.
History: Leafkit was a young, adventurous kit. She didn't care what others thought of her, she was herself. Leafpaw as an apprentice was just as cheeky, often playing pranks on her mentor and denmates. Most cats hated her, but some secretly admired Leafpaw's dares and playful attitude. One cat went so far as to fall in love with her, but Leafpaw had no time for love when there was so much to play with. Leafpaw recieved the warrior name Leafwatcher after the way she found even the tiniest thing, like a leaf swaying in the wind, exciting. Leafwatcher fell asleep during her vigil and was punished with apprentice duties. Outraged at the unfairness of the punishment, Leafwatcher turned on everything she had known. Her true turning point was when she murdered a StormClan kit named Hawk-kit in front of his brother's very eyes. Leafwatcher did make one cat happy, though, finally mating the tom that had always chased her, named Blackpool
Kin: All of Leafwatcher's kin are dead including her kits who died after she gave birth to them and Leafwatcher doesn't wish to speak of them.
Mate: Blackpool
Fate?: (what do you want to happen? Optional) Well, I don't know. Depends on if you class Leafwatcher as good or evil.
Other:

Name: Blackpool
Gender: Tom
Age: 36 moons.
Rank: Warrior
Clan: LeafClan
Pic: http://img689.imageshack.us/img689/528/blackclaw.jpg
Discription: Black tom with an untidy white smudge on his face.
Personality: Mischievous and determined.
History: Born a kittypet named Tickles Tickles was determined to be different. The youngster couldn't go a day without getting his fur muddy. Tickles met a Clan cat and decided in a instant he wanted to be like them, free, wild with prey to catch. Tickles ran away from his Twolegs to join LeafClan and was soon apprenticed. Blackpaw fell in love with Leafpaw a young she cat that was so brave... yet daft at the same time. Blackpaw adored her and wouldn't give up loving her, even when Leafpaw rather bluntly told him she didn't love him. Blackpaw received his warrior name and was stunned when Leafwatcher suddenly decided she loved him. Blackpool was happy and sad at the same time, because the Leafwatcher he had known was gone. But Blackpool was a cat easily pleased, and he would defend his mate, whatever others thought of her, to his dying breath.
Kin: A mother named Queenie a father named Harry and two sisters named Angel and Cuddles
Mate: Leafwatcher
Fate?: (what do you want to happen? Optional)
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Name: Nightkit
Gender: Tom
Age: 4 moons.
Rank: Kit.
Clan: WaveClan
Pic: http://th05.deviantart.net/fs7…by_xxmoonwish-d5dtxli.png
Discription: Battered black tom with shiny green eyes.
Personality: Aggressive and bold.
History: When he was only a moon old, Nightkit was already very inquisitive. He often sneaked out of the camp, and one day he did this when a fox grabbed him and took him to it's lair. The fox family took turns attacking the young kit, and the father was about to strike the killing blow when Nightkit managed to escape. Terrified and permanently scarred by his experience, Nightkit spent the night with a friendly kittypet named Peter Nightkit admired the lives of those cats who didn't have to fight to survive, and spent every night by a warm, comfortable fire. Nightkit returned to his Clan only to not be welcomed. Instead Nightkit was scolded and told he couldn't be a proper warrior. This could be because of how he sneaked out of the camp, or came back home stinking of kittypet. Nightkit now yearns to be a kittypet.
Kin: Nightkit believes he has no family after what happened when he got back home, and wishes for other cats to recognise how miserable he is.
Mate: None, and doesn't want one.
Fate?: (what do you want to happen? Optional) Maybe he becomes a kittypet.
Other:

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we're believers of freedom and wilderness. Click the link below to see our guide, and sign up!
http://warriorcatsrpg.com/inde…3.msg69606031#msg69606031

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[fancypost bgcolor=#ffffff; borderwidth=0px; height: 30px; width: 400px; letter-spacing: -2px;]''I'VE LOST EVERYTHING''
[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#F64D54; height: 200px; width: 400px; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto;][align=left][font=arial][size=10][color=BLUE][sub] OOC: There is no TideClan do you mean WaveClan

IC:
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[fancypost bgcolor=#ffffff; borderwidth=0px; height: 10px; width: 400px; overflow: auto;][font=georgia][size=8][color=#F64D54][b]TIMBER ♥ FEMALE ♥ 0 MOONS ♥ EASY ♥ NO POWERS ♥ ASK ME VIA MESSAGE TO KILL/CAPTURE BUT YOU MUST PAY ME IN FRESHKILL ♥
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: 10px; width: 400px; background: url(http://i57.tinypic.com/a0zyw6.jpg); border-radius: 0pt 0pt 50pt 50pt;][align=right][sub][font=arial][size=8][color=orange][c] Night_pelt

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[fancypost bgcolor=#ffffff; borderwidth=0px; height: 30px; width: 400px; letter-spacing: -2px;]''I'VE LOST EVERYTHING''
[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#F64D54; height: 200px; width: 400px; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto;][align=left][font=arial][size=10][color=BLUE][sub] OOC: And Sharkstar can be Timberstar's half brother yes.

IC:
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[fancypost bgcolor=#ffffff; borderwidth=0px; height: 10px; width: 400px; overflow: auto;][font=georgia][size=8][color=#F64D54][b]TIMBER ♥ FEMALE ♥ 0 MOONS ♥ EASY ♥ NO POWERS ♥ ASK ME VIA MESSAGE TO KILL/CAPTURE BUT YOU MUST PAY ME IN FRESHKILL ♥
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: 10px; width: 400px; background: url(http://i57.tinypic.com/a0zyw6.jpg); border-radius: 0pt 0pt 50pt 50pt;][align=right][sub][font=arial][size=8][color=orange][c] Night_pelt

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[fancypost bgcolor=#ffffff; borderwidth=0px; height: 30px; width: 400px; letter-spacing: -2px;]''I'VE LOST EVERYTHING''
[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#F64D54; height: 200px; width: 400px; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto;][align=left][font=arial][size=10][color=BLUE][sub] OOC: Is the first one Stormfur or Crowpaw and the second one is Tawnypelt

IC:
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[fancypost bgcolor=#ffffff; borderwidth=0px; height: 10px; width: 400px; overflow: auto;][font=georgia][size=8][color=#F64D54][b]TIMBER ♥ FEMALE ♥ 0 MOONS ♥ EASY ♥ NO POWERS ♥ ASK ME VIA MESSAGE TO KILL/CAPTURE BUT YOU MUST PAY ME IN FRESHKILL ♥
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: 10px; width: 400px; background: url(http://i57.tinypic.com/a0zyw6.jpg); border-radius: 0pt 0pt 50pt 50pt;][align=right][sub][font=arial][size=8][color=orange][c] Night_pelt