A pale ginger Tom sat his green eyes flashing in the half light. The sun had set and the moon reflected his starry fur.
"Why are you out here alone Thrushpaw?"
Thrushpaw turned around to see a pretty silver tabby she-cat with blue eyes.
"Aren't you worried about your kit Silverstripe?" Thrushpaw asked.
Silverstripe nodded. "Of course. I have not spoken to her for moons,"
"Has Rockstar?" Thrushpaw asked.
Sadness flashed in Silverstripe's eyes. "No,"
"He's with Sageheart isn't he?" Thrushpaw asked.
"I don't know," Silverstripe meowed. "I have not seen him. I think he is avoiding me,"
"Bravestar will be alright won't she?" Thrushpaw asked.
"I'm sure she will be," Silverstripe answered.
"If Mistykit and Sagekit were in Shadowclan would Stormfire be like this?" Thrushpaw asked.
"Shadowclan would be very different," Silverstripe answered.
"Do you wish you had stayed longer?" Thrushpaw asked.
"Of course I do," Silverstripe meowed. "But it would be hard for Stormfire,"
"Would she ever have been leader?" Thrushpaw asked.
"Who knows?" Silverstripe asked. "There are many questions. Like what if you and Bravestar had never fought the dog pack? Of Dawnleaf had never gone for that squirrel? Or Snowdust never died in the rockfall?"
Thrushpaw sighed. "I'm worried about Shadowclan. Darkness hangs over them,"
"I know," Silverstripe meowed. "We will do all we can Thrushpaw,"
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Warriors Dusk and Dawn #3 The End of a Hero
FanfictionKin shall be reunited, a threat shall begin. Dawnleaf has become Shadowclan's medicine cat but still she wants something more. Duskfoot must choose between his clan and his mate. His loyalty to Shadowclan wavers. But for one cat this shall be the...
