Mousepelt lowered her body to the ground, her belly fur touching the ground. Clawface, Silversol, and Deathmask were closing in, while the white tom stood his ground, blocking her way out. Shaking with fright, Mousepelt prayed that she could take these cats on. She needed to stay alive to kill Silversol with Amberheart.

"Snowtuft," Clawface shot a glare at the white cat, "go get Thistleclaw, he'll want to meet our new friend."

Mousepelt turned to see the white warrior spit then bolt off to the darkness of the wood. "We-Where am I?" Mousepelt stuttered.

"This is the Place with No Stars," Silversol purred, "otherwise known as Dark Forest, cats who went against StarClan are sent here when they die, never to go to StarClan, unless wanted."

"We've been expecting you for a long time, Mousepelt," Clawface mewed, stepping up, "the prophecy of you has been foretold, even before your birth!"

"What prophecy?" Mousepelt got the feeling they weren't talking about killing Silversol.

"The one where you're the one to save the forest!" Mousepelt jumped as she turned to see a grey mottled tom appear from the dark with Snowtuft behind him. "You're the one the prophecy spoke of? A short little kit like you?"

Mousepelt dug her claws in to the dirt and bared her teeth. The newcomer got in to to battle crouch and bared his yellow teeth, his amber eyes blazing in to her. Snowtuft got in between them and glared down at Mousepelt, his blue eyes ripping her to shreds.

"Enough, Thistleclaw," Clawface jumped in, "she's a valuable cat and we need her to feel at home."

"What she going to do?" Thistleclaw hissed.

"She doesn't have to do anything," Clawface hissed, stepping up next to Mousepelt's side, "we just need to help her stay in the forest and earn the respect she deserves!"

"Unlike that spoiled Amberheart!" Deathmask spat.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Mousepelt spun to face the lost apprentice.

"Don't you get it?" Silversol purred. "Those cats don't care about you, they just need you to fulfill the prophecy and then they're going to throw you back to the Twolegs!"

"And what about Amberheart?" Mousepelt pressed.

"Don't you see how every cat treats her?" Snowtuft spoke. "Don't you see how everything treats her? Twolegs, cats, even prey treat her like she's a StarClan cat! While you're nothing but a little mouse to them!"

"That's not true!" Mousepelt knew the Twolegs like Amberheart more, but after saving the kits, Mousepelt had been given much respect from those grown up kits.

"Then how about you go back to your Clan," Thistleclaw growled, stepping in closer to her, "train until you kill Silversol, and watch what happens if you don't get rid of the cats who question your flaws! You're too short, you're own mother never wanted you, and how it took saving a bunch of kits to get your own Clan to respect you!"

Mousepelt was frozen. It was true. All her life she got nothing while Amberheart got everything. Amberheart didn't have to do anything to get ThunderClan's respect, or the others. Mousepelt was close to dying just to be liked. It was Mousepelt's turn to get what she wanted. Amberheart needed to pay along with the rest of them.

"Well?" Clawface mewed.

"I'll think about it..."

Nightkit and Rainkit were playing happily outside the nursery as Stoneheart set up the patrols. Navi was grooming herself with Spottedfur outside the elder's den. Jumbledstar and Yellowstone were sharing a rat. Vinetail was sharing tongues with Beetlechaser. And Limptail and Viperfang were nose to nose in an argument.

Ravenclaw stepped out the warrior's den and licked Mousepelt's cheek. Her heart lurched. He was only using her to avenge Hollyforest. After this, Mousepelt was nothing. Thankfully, Stoneheart sent her to go on a hunting patrol, so she wouldn't have spend more time with the cat she foolishly fell in love with.

As she padded through the wood, Mousepelt hoped she'd run in to Amberheart, or at least Snowtuft. He seemed to be the only cat in the Dark Forest that was kind enough, Or weak enough that Mousepelt could answer their questions.

That's when a rank stench over came Mousepelt. She spun around to see Clawface.

"Times up, mouse!" he growled.