❝ 𝙻𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃 𝚆𝙸𝙻𝙻 𝚂𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙴 𝙵𝚁𝙾𝙼 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙳𝙰𝚁𝙺𝙴𝚂𝚃 𝚂𝚃𝙾𝚁𝙼 𝙲𝙻𝙾𝚄𝙳𝚂 ❞
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Spottedsong felt a shiver run down her spine as she stood erect and looking Cypressstar straight in his cold amber eyes. She unsheathed h...
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DOVEPAW FOLLOWED SPOTTEDPAW down the path towards the ThunderClan border. The sky was darkening now. The camp was disappearing behind them. The breeze was cool on Dovepaw's fire, soothing the heat coursing through her veins from her nervousness. "We won't be able to go straight to RiverClan, but maybe there's a patrol that can let us cross ThunderClan territory that will escort us to the RiverClan border."
She could feel Spottedpaw shaking slightly beside her, but the she-cat obviously didn't want to admit that she was scared. "Okay."
As they approached the border, they were met with a passing ThunderClan patrol. One of the cats, Silversong, stopped her Clanmates and turned to Dovepaw and Spottedpaw. "What are you two doing here? You should be resting up in your camp."
"We need to go to RiverClan," Dovepaw replied. "Can you please escort us there?"
There was an air of uncertainty coming from the other three warriors. "I don't know. It's almost moonhigh, and they should all be getting into their nests now," a blue-gray tom meowed.
"No, Bluestripe, it is fine. Come with us. We will escort you." Silversong flicked her tail and they were off towards ThunderClan's border with WindClan, where they met some WindClan warriors that escorted them to the RiverClan border.
When they proceeded towards the border, Ravenflight, a WindClan warrior, gazed to the other side. "There's no patrol. But I guess we could cross, and if we—"
"No, that's not allowed," a light gray tom mewed. "We should just wait."
"As you wish," Ravenflight approved, not looking at the tom.
"You don't have to wait." Dovepaw glanced at the source of the sound. A long-haired cream she-cat was standing there. "You're lucky I take walks before I sleep."
"Yes. Can you take these apprentices to your camp? We just escorted them," Ravenflight asked.
"Of course. Come with me, apprentices," the cream she-cat beckoned. Dovepaw and Spottedpaw glanced at each other before following the she-cat. The WindClan patrol left them. "So what do you want at this time of day, hm? Up to something you aren't supposed to be?"
Spottedpaw glanced at Dovepaw again before speaking. "Well, not exactly. We just want to speak with your medicine cat."
"Moonclaw?" The cream she-cat seemed confused. "She's an odd one, if I know anything. Good luck with her."
So her Clanmates are suspicious, too. Good. That'll help the rest of the Clans to be aware. "Thanks for the warning. I think we should be fine."
The cream she-cat nodded. "If you are confident, that's good. Here we are. I think Moonclaw should be awake. If not, I guess I'll wake her for you." She led Spottedpaw and Dovepaw into the capm and toward what looked like the medicine den.
