Chapter 3

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Blazefur padded through the woods of StarClan, looking around. He could of sworn he had just spotted her here. And yet, she was no where to be seen. Unless...

Foxpaw burst from a clump of bracken, her eyes bright. "No matter how many times I'm here, I get surprised!"

Blazefur purred in agreement. He turned around, eyeing the forest.

Foxpaw watched him curiously. "What are you looking for?"

"A StarClan cat," he murmured, narrowing his eyes.

Foxpaw snorted. "Are you sure it was a StarClan cat?"

A shape began to emerge from the bushes bordering the clearing. Foxpaw's eyes widened as Blazefur stepped in front of his apprentice, eyes narrowed. "Who are you? And why are you on StarClan territory?"

The shadowy she-cat hissed. "My nane is Amberclaw, and I am here to warn ShadowClan."

Blazefur unsheated his claws. "Warn ShadowClan about what?"

"You have an evil cat in your presence. A cat who will do anything to get what she wants. And nothing will stand in her way." Amberclaw whispered.

Foxpaw stepped forward bravely. "Who is she?"

"Her fur is the color of the night. And when a rose grows in the night, there will be no stopping them."

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Nightpaw yawned as she got up from her nest, muscles sore. The battle from yesterday had tired the whole Clan out, despite their victory. She smiled to herself. ThunderClan wouldn't forget that any time soon. She stretched and ducked outisde. The black she-cat was surprised to see that the sun was already up. Was she late?

She spotted Rosefeather padding into camp, a surprisngly large amount of prey in her jaws. The russet she-cat spotted her apprentice and smiled. She waved her tail.

Nightpaw sprinted over, wondering what her mentor had in store for her today.

"Outstanding job yesterday, Nightpaw. You have the natural skill of a warrior. Today, we'll be hunting." She laid her tail on Nightpaw's back before leading her out of camp.

Nightpaw grinned, forgetting her soreness. She was excited for her first hunting session. Judging by the size of Rosefeather's haul earlier, she would be in good paws.

Her mentor pointed with her tail towards a tree. "Just by there, there's a small stream. That's another great place for lizards."

Nightpaw nodded, eyeing the tree. It had a few distinctive markings on it. They were thick lines, all lined up. Were those... claw marks?

She padded towards them and began to study them closely, running her pad over them. Open closer inspection, she discovered that they were neat and precise. But they were far to thick to be a cat's marks. What other creature could they have belonged to?

"I noticed them too. I wanted to see if you would as well. Can you guess what made them?" Rosefeather inquired, blue eyes shining with approval.

Nightpaw stared at the tree for a few more moments before coming to a conclusion. She turned around and faced her mentor. "Badger." She stated confidently.

Rosefeather nodded, smiling. "A badger was recently on our territory. I want you to walk around and tell me if you still think it's here."

Nightpaw nodded and turned around, surveying the bushes and trees. Padding over to a flattened bush, she studied it. It was a big bush, so the badger must have come this way. She looked past the bush, surprised to see the border between ShadowClan and WindClan.

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