"Hey wake up, hey you wake up!" Silvermoon woke with a start to find a young she-cat standing over her.
"I am Silverpaw apprentice of BatClan and Daughter of Lonestar and I demand to know who you are and what you are doing on BatClan territory!" Silvermoon stood and shook her head to clear it, StarClan still fresh in her mind and studied the young she-cat, she was not even half her size but she steard back defiantly considering the size difference this earned her a merrow of laughter.
"What's so funny!?" she growled.
"Nothing, nothing, what are you doing out here alone?" Silvermoon looked around expecting to see another cat.
"Where is your mentor?" the young cat looked behind her nervously. "Um he sent me...to...to get fresh moss for the Elders." one of Silvermoon's ears flipped back a little irritated about the lie.
"Do you think me mouse-brained?" she asked flicking her tail.
"Hey you don't have to know anyway! You're not in my Clan, so it's no business of yours!" the young cat growled ears laid back.
"Besides...you haven't answered my question. Who are you and what are you doing on BatClan territory!?" she growled again. Silvermoon looked away avoiding Silverpaw's eyes thinking it best not to lie here
"...I do not know who I am...nor how I came to be here..." the young cat looked up at her. "You're telling the truth aren't you?" she asked. Before the older cat could answer there was a yowl.
"No it's started!" Silverpaw cried and took off leaving Silvermoon no other choice then to run after her. "Wait! What's started!?" the young she-cat didn't answer instead she jumped over a small cliff but the older one stopped at the edge and saw the reason...two Clans of fighting cats clashed fighting with fang and claw tearing into each other. As she looked onto this scene she saw a ginger tom jump on the back of the young Silverpaw as she tried to reach two fighting cats.
A loud battle cry sounded from the top of the cliff that overshadowed the battling cats, making them stop and look up to see a silver she-cat charging toward them, all cats except the leader of BatClan and the deputy of ShadowClan stopped to watch as the new warrior tackled the ginger tom off the young Silverpaw then turn to the two cats that still fought, with the speed of LeopardClan she was on them in a mouse leap grabbing the black tom by the neck ripping him off the Clan leader and tossing him aside.
"Daddy!" she turned in the direction of the yowl and saw Silverpaw leaning over and injured yet alive tom.
"Silverpaw, what are you doing here!? I told you to stay at camp!" he growled gruffly. "You! This is not your fight!" spat a voice now behind her, she looked at the black tom as he bared his teeth.
Silvermoon looked back at the apprentice and her farther. "I guess it is now." she meowed back standing between the Clan leader and his attacker.
"I am Nightshade deputy of ShadowClan and I'll turn you into mousedust if you keep me from my task!" the black tom crouched as he prepared to pounce while Silvermoon drew herself to her full height tensing every muscle in her body ready for the attack, with a howl he leaped forward trying to land on the she-cat's back only to find himself flat on his stomach he jumped to his feet to find Silvermoon standing behind him with mocking eyes, he lunged at her again, this time going for her throat he clawed her shoulder but only got that far before she swatted him away making him land hard on the ground he glared at her bristling as she steard back. With surprise he realized that her claws where still sheathed, he growled and got to his feet ready for an other attack.
"Nightshade that's enough!" a dark tom called walking towards them.
"But Darkstar..." Nightshade protested but was cut off..
"No gather the Clan, we are going back to camp." Nightshade reluctantly nodded and ran off.
"Lonestar we will finish this battle another time." the Dark tom looked at Lonestar who simple nodded.
"Very well Darkstar, we will also talk about this at the next Gathering." with that the dark tom stole a glance at the new comer then parted ways yowling for his Clan to retreat. "Silverpaw I told you to stay back at camp, what where you doing!?" Lonestar growled turning back to his daughter who looked at him defiantly, but before she could answer Silvermoon stepped.
"If I may interrupt, Silverpaw was just collecting moss for the Elders den and she ran into me then heard the commotion and came here and I followed." Lonestar glared at her and suddenly the silver warriors realized it wasn't just the three of them any more, the rest of the Clan had gathered around ready to attack if it came down to it, she licked her chest fur embarrassed by the sudden attention.
"And who might you be?" asked a black she-cat with a white mask as the Clan chatted inaudibly in the background.
"You don't smell like any of the Clan cats, are you a rouge?" meowed a black and Grey tom who stood next to the black she-cat.
"Silverpaw?" Lonestar looked down on his daughter.
"Um...s-she didn't give me her name, she just said she didn't know who she was daddy." "Very well...you will come back to camp with us." the Leader simply meowed not taking notice of the surprised looks he was given.
"Do you at least have a name?" he looked at Silvermoon again.
"I-It's Silvermoon sir."
