Chapter 19

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The sun shimmered brightly in the sky, casting down pools of light around camp. Five moons had passed. The rogues hadn't attacked any other Clan so far, and prey was running good. 

Sharptalon lay beside Stormgaze. She'd earned her warrior name four moons ago along with her siblings, Stalkfire and Monarchwing. 

But now ThunderClan was short on apprentices. They only had two at the moment: Beechpaw and Rookpaw, the sons of Palewhisker and Breezestorm. Ambertuft had given birth to Ripplewind's kits, and Phoenixwing had moved to the nursery.

"Tonight is the gathering," Stormgaze breathed, leaning closer to Sharptalon.

"I hope we are both chosen," Sharptalon purred. "Squirrelstar has a lot to announce."

Lighttail padded over suddenly, his eyes shimmering brightly. Monarchwing padded by his side, her eyes warm.

"Sharptalon!" Lighttail purred, swishing his tail.

"Yes?" Sharptalon prompted, confused. Why was his brother so happy? 

"Monarchwing is expecting my kits," He purred. He nuzzled his mate's shoulder with affection.

"Great StarClan, already, Lighttail?" Sharptalon asked. "Well either way, I'm happy for you. Congratulations."

"Thank you," Lighttail purred. He looked at Monarchwing. "Can you please move into the nursery? I'm worried you'll get hurt," he admitted. 

"What? Don't worry, Lighttail. Patrolling borders and hunting isn't even going to hurt me!" Monarchwing meowed, playfully nudging Lighttail's shoulder.

Worry clouded Stormgaze's gaze. "What about Stalkfire? I want him to be happy with a mate too."

Sharptalon turned to her, blinking. "Don't worry. Your brother will be fine."

Stormgaze glanced at him, saying nothing. She sat up, curling her tail around her paws. 

Squirrelstar padded from her den on High-Ledge. "Ivypool!" She called.

Sharptalon glanced up, his whiskers twitching. 

Ivypool hurried from where she was standing by the camp entrance, and ran up to Squirrelstar. 

"Yes?" She asked. 

"We need to start sending more patrols out by the rogue's border," Squirrelstar meowed. She caught Sharptalon's eye. "Sharptalon!" She called.

Sharptalon sat up, pricking his ears.

"I need you to patrol ShadowClan's border with Stormgaze and Lighttail," she meowed. "Monarchwing, go with Ivypool to find some of our other Clanmates."

Sharptalon glanced at Stormgaze and Lighttail. "At least we have something to do."



Sharptalon marked the ThunderClan border and parted his jaws, tasting a strange scent he'd never smelt before. He heard hushed voices on the other side of the grass where the gathering place was. The quiet gurgle of the stream hummed in his ears. 

Sharptalon padded forward, but before he could, two cats padded out, both of them looking half-starved. A brown tabby she-cat with amber eyes and a white chest with white paws was standing next to a light brown tabby tom with amber eyes.

"Who are you?" The light brown tabby tom bristled, glaring at Sharptalon. 

"I've got the same question," Sharptalon growled, flattening his ears.

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