Chapter 12

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(Welp :V I was going to try and update this, but my phone was dying and when it's dying I basically can't use it because my charger sucks.)

Sandytail/paintbrushs pov
The voice sounded yfamiliar. I couldn't quite tell who it was though. My eyes widen when I saw who it was. A fluffy white she-cat came down a weird slope thing. I think, Whitepaw called it a ladder, or something like that. "Snowtuft!" I purred as I pressed my muzzle to the small she-cats head.  "It's good to see you too, Sandynose, and the rest of you as well, but where's, Wavestar?" The barn went silent again. "He died!" Brokelegs wailed. Snowtuft's flattened. "I-I'll be right back." She murmured. She claimed back up to the top part of then barn and came down a few heart beats later with two other cats following close behind. "Applesong!" Cherrykit and Berrykit squealed running over to her.(A/n I am ashamed of myself I almost spelled her like hur...) "Merrykit, Harrykit!" She purred running over. Both kits looked at each other before being attacked with licks. "Where's, Rubblemuzzle?" Heatherpaw asked. Snowtuft looked at her paws. "He fell off the loft. I'll show you where he's buried if you want me to." "Good!" Blackpaw exclaimed. "Less mouse-brains to deal with!" "Blackpaw!" Whitepaw screeched. "That's no way to speak about your clanmate." "Well he was dumb! Just like you!" Blackpaw hisses before lunging at, Whitepaw. Sunpelt grabbed, Whitepaw by his scruff setting him away from, Blackpaw. Blackpaw looked unharmed, but, Whitepaw had a few scratches. "Well like anyways it's good to see you." Deerbelly mumbled. "What are you doing here?" Snowtuft asked. "We got chased out of our old home.." Miststripes murmured. "That's horrible!" Applesong wailed. "What about the other clans?" Snowtuft asked. "Are they okay?" Nightjaw shrugged. "We're not sure. Hollowclan said that they were leaving, but we don't know where they are." Nightjaw replied. "Well feel free to rest here as long as you need." Deerbelly mewed. "Will you be coming with us?" I ask. Snowtuft looked at me. "No."

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