Chapter 2

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Cinderpaw walked into the apprentice den and laid down. "What's wrong, Cinderpaw?" a dark brown tom padded towards her and sat down. "Nothing, just my mentor. She's been so cold lately, and I'm not sure why." The tom laughed. "She's always cold. If anything, she's an absolute fox-heart.

"Well... you have a point, Jaggedpaw, but still..." Jaggedpaw hesitated to help Cinderpaw, and padded out of the den. Cinderpaw sighed.

She grumpily watched the kits play, the queens chat, and the elders lay in the sun. Spiderhollow would do none of the sort. She would taunt and argue anyone, anyone but her friend, Garlicbite.

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Blossompaw padded over to Palefur. "Um, Palefur? I gotta tell you something, something both Caveclan and Mistclan should all be aware of." Blosssompaw muttered.

"Yes? What is it, daughter?" "There- there's another clan... It's called Rockclan, and they don't want us Caveclan and Mistclan cats around. When I was hunting, I encountered a Rockclan apprentice, she was nice, but her mentor wanted me gone."

Palefur said nothing, and instead looked at her in absolute confusion. A few moments of silence followed.

"A third clan? I don't know." She sighed.

Blossompaw could not believe she was the only one who knew about this other clan. The whole thing made her nervous.

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Blossompaw laid on the stone floor, her paw-pads sweating. Visions of battle crossed her mind in her slumber, cats tearing each other apart, cats getting killed, suddenly, a gray cat sneaks over to her, and tells her she knows a place where they can be safe, and takes her to safety.

Blossompaw slowly opened her eyes to see Rowankit and Bramblekit. "Wake up sis!" Rowankit shook the apprentice. "Okay. Okay, I'm up." Blossompaw yawned. "Pinepelt wants you." Bramblekit giggled. "Alright then." Blossompaw said as she stretched herself. She then padded out of the apprentice den and to the exit of the cave, where Pinepelt sat down facing the bright sky.


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