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Frozenfire wound her way around trees and boulders towards Dewclan territory, a fish hanging from her jaws.
"Frozenpaw!" A voice called out to her, and Frozenfire peered through the bushes up ahead to see Lightpool waiting.
"Hi there!" she called out. "I've got the greatest news - I'm a warrior now! I'm called Frozenfire!"
"Great," purred Lightpool. "I've got news too. Our medicine cat, Greenhaze, went to Starclan yesterday, and guess who Shellstar chose to take her place!"
"You," purred Frozenfire, swelling with pride for her friend. "You'll do a good job." Lightpool opened her mouth to reply.
"NOOOO!" screeched a voice, and a cat attacked Lightpool, bowling her over. Without thinking, Frozenfire grabbed the cat by the scruff and wrestled with it, clawing out pawfuls of fur.
"Yeow!" cried the cat. "Stop it!" Frozenfire looked down, confused. Her confusion rapidly turned to horror as she realized it was not an enemy warrior she had injured, but Snakesteps. She got off, embarrassed and horror- struck.
"You attacked me!" yowled Snakesteps furiously. For just a moment she looked horrifyingly like Minnowpaw, her sister.
"I didn't mean it," Frozenfire whimpered, backing up as Snakesteps stalked toward her. "Lightpool's my friend, that's all."
"Your friend," growled the black and white cat. "Of course! What was I to expect from a half-clan cat?!" Frozenfire sat bolt upright, confused and scared of her best friend. She'd been the only cat she had told about her half-clan heritage, and until this moment, she'd been extremely supportive. Now she watched helplessly as Snakesteps ran off towards home, possibly to release the secret they had both desperately tried to keep.
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Frozenfire awkwardly entered camp minutes later, looking around curiously for Snakesteps. She found her chasing Berryfur around the camp. Both of them were purring so hard it looked like they were going to cry.
Snakesteps didn't look at her.
"Frozenfire, sweetie?" Honeyflower called to her, padding forward. "I've got something to tell you."
"I know," Frozenfire growled sourly to the cat whom she used to think was her mother. "I'm half-clan. I'm different. You stole me from some Darkclan cat, and you aren't even my real mom!" The words came out in a rush. Frozenfire didn't even know what she was saying anymore.
"See," mewed Honeyflower, sadness in her crystal blue eyes. "We do have a lot to talk about. You are my kit, and I was once Darkclan." She paused, hesitating. "I... I was a medicine cat, actually."
Frozenfire's ears pricked up in surprise and her mossy green eyes widened, but she said nothing. She could tell her mother was far from over.
"Stormchaser is your real father. I fell in love with him when I was only an apprentice..." there was pain in her voice. "But the thing is, sweetie, your father is special. He's... he's third - clan. And I myself am half-clan."
Frozenfire's eyes widened farther, and the voice she had come to know rang through her head again.
"The flame of the forest must ignite in the starlit shadows..."
Perhaps it was time she started listening to this voice, but what did that make her? A freak?
"You see, sweetie," Honeyflower continued, "You've got a little of everything in you. You're... the only fifth-clan cat in existence."

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Frozenfire wound her way around trees and boulders towards Dewclan territory, a fish hanging from her jaws.
"Frozenpaw!" A voice called out to her, and Frozenfire peered through the bushes up ahead to see Lightpool waiting.
"Hi there!" she called out. "I've got the greatest news - I'm a warrior now! I'm called Frozenfire!"
"Great," purred Lightpool. "I've got news too. Our medicine cat, Greenhaze, went to Starclan yesterday, and guess who Shellstar chose to take her place!"
"You," purred Frozenfire, swelling with pride for her friend. "You'll do a good job." Lightpool opened her mouth to reply.
"NOOOO!" screeched a voice, and a cat attacked Lightpool, bowling her over. Without thinking, Frozenfire grabbed the cat by the scruff and wrestled with it, clawing out pawfuls of fur.
"Yeow!" cried the cat. "Stop it!" Frozenfire looked down, confused. Her confusion rapidly turned to horror as she realized it was not an enemy warrior she had injured, but Snakesteps. She got off, embarrassed and horror- struck.
"You attacked me!" yowled Snakesteps furiously. For just a moment she looked horrifyingly like Minnowpaw, her sister.
"I didn't mean it," Frozenfire whimpered, backing up as Snakesteps stalked toward her. "Lightpool's my friend, that's all."
"Your friend," growled the black and white cat. "Of course! What was I to expect from a half-clan cat?!" Frozenfire sat bolt upright, confused and scared of her best friend. She'd been the only cat she had told about her half-clan heritage, and until this moment, she'd been extremely supportive. Now she watched helplessly as Snakesteps ran off towards home, possibly to release the secret they had both desperately tried to keep.
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Frozenfire awkwardly entered camp minutes later, looking around curiously for Snakesteps. She found her chasing Berryfur around the camp. Both of them were purring so hard it looked like they were going to cry.
Snakesteps didn't look at her.
"Frozenfire, sweetie?" Honeyflower called to her, padding forward. "I've got something to tell you."
"I know," Frozenfire growled sourly to the cat whom she used to think was her mother. "I'm half-clan. I'm different. You stole me from some Darkclan cat, and you aren't even my real mom!" The words came out in a rush. Frozenfire didn't even know what she was saying anymore.
"See," mewed Honeyflower, sadness in her crystal blue eyes. "We do have a lot to talk about. You are my kit, and I was once Darkclan." She paused, hesitating. "I... I was a medicine cat, actually."
Frozenfire's ears pricked up in surprise and her mossy green eyes widened, but she said nothing. She could tell her mother was far from over.
"Stormchaser is your real father. I fell in love with him when I was only an apprentice..." there was pain in her voice. "But the thing is, sweetie, your father is special. He's... he's third - clan. And I myself am half-clan."
Frozenfire's eyes widened farther, and the voice she had come to know rang through her head again.
"The flame of the forest must ignite in the starlit shadows..."
Perhaps it was time she started listening to this voice, but what did that make her? A freak?
"You see, sweetie," Honeyflower continued, "You've got a little of everything in you. You're... the only fifth-clan cat in existence."