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"Darkpaw, from now on you shall be known as Darkdream. ThunderClan honors your courage and bravery in the face of the unknown, and we welcome you as a full warrior of our Clan." Ashstar leaned forward to touch his muzzle against Darkdream's forehead, and the new warrior licked his shoulder in turn. He stepped back and stood beside Cloverheart, the two new warriors of ThunderClan. "Darkdream, Cloverheart! Darkdream, Cloverheart!" The cats of ThunderClan, many still injured from the battle with Scorchmask a few days ago, cheered enthusiastically. Images of the battle flashed through his mind: Scorchmask pinning Firetalon to the ground, claws a

I'm at the edge of Your fingertips: Easy to catch, Yet easy to lose.

Pale light bled through black leafless trees, touching the thick, white mist snaking through them. Dead grass carpeted the ground, waving slightly in a breeze tainted with the scents of prey. Prey, of course, that would never be caught, much less found. Lying in the middle of an abandoned clearing was a cat. Black stripes covered his small dark gray body. Deep crimson stained his chest, though there was no wound there. Suddenly his ice-blue eyes flew open and he took in a heaving gulp of air. He stared with wide eyes at the area surrounding him. W-Where am I? He wondered. He stood on shaky legs and looked around. His hard-muscled body was t