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“He gets me! Unlike ''you!''” She hissed. Dovewing bared her teeth. “Go. Now. Before the patrol comes looking for me.” Ivypool looked stunned, but sprinted off. “Dovewing, are you there?” Called Bumblestripe. “Yes, I’m coming!” Said Dovewing. She took one last look where her sister, and her kits had gone, before catching up to the patrol.
   
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This is Book 2 in The Final Three trilogy!

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We’re Not In StarClan Anymore . . . But Maybe StarClan Aren’t The Only Ones In Danger

Blurb

It all comes down to this. The Dark Forest and StarClan. The final battle. Many cats have died, and many cats have been betrayed. But there’s one thing standing in the way of StarClan’s victory. The Warrior Code. They must destroy everything they’ve learned to love, and everything they have loved.

And on top of all that, they must figure out how to restore StarClan and free all of the cats trapped in the Dark Forest. The first cats of the Clans know they have to throw away their honor, and everything they worked for, to save the Clans and StarClan. Cats will be forced to kill, betray, and sacrifice themselves, all for the good of the Clans.

Allegiances

Allegiances

Prologue

Five cats sat up on the top of the alleyway. Thunderstar, Skystar, Windstar, Riverstar, and Shadowstar looked down on the five Clans. Gray Wing, Gorse Fur, Lightning Tail, Night, Sun Shadow, and Sparrow Fur sat right next to them. “What should we do about this?” Rasped Skystar. “We can’t just show up to the battle.” He shook his head, sadly.

“Why not?” Asked Thunderstar. “Because we have to win.” Replied Gray Wing. “For sure.” Some of their eyes widened, and they exchanged glances. Gray Wing continued, “We have to claw at their face, sneak up on them, and kill them, without hesitation.”

“But wouldn’t that mean throwing away all our honor?! Throwing away the Warrior Code? We’ll lose everything we’ve ever worked for.” Gasped Shadowstar. Riverstar closed his eyes. “I- I don’t know.” He said. “All our Clans have worked so hard for all of this. Why don’t we just go to the clearing and fight?” He asked.

“Because, it must be a trap. They wouldn’t expect StarClan and all the Clans to not show up to a planned battle. Because it would be what a rogue would do. It would be like what one of them would do.” Said Thunderstar. “My father and Gray Wing are right. We can’t show up. It’s a trap. We‘re staying in our territory. Patrol the borders, leave nothing untouched. Just keep our guard up.”

Lightning Tail nodded. “I think Thunderstar’s right. We should stay here. But what about when they attack us?”

“Then we do what I said. Kill, claw, blind, fight.” Snarled Gray Wing. “Keep our guard up. Don’t do anything. Just stay in our own territory. Guard it. Double the patrols, keep the camp well guarded. We’ll be ready for when they attack. We have to win this war at all costs. Even if it means throwing away everything we loved and have worked for.”

Chapter One

Dovewing listened to the five founders of the Clans, and bristled. They weren’t going to show up to the battle?! Why not? But she couldn’t help seeing sense in what they were saying. The Dark Forest was untrustworthy. And if they were ever going to beat them, they had no choice to stoop down to their level. She heard many cats begin to protest, yowling and hissing.

Shadowstar’s eyes blazed. “We’re doing it for the good of the Clans! Would you rather die, and be at their mercy, or stay alive, even if we’re no better than rogues?!” Everyone exchanged looks. “We’ll send out patrols of four.” Said Gray Wing. “Bluestar, you’ll lead a patrol with Crowfeather, Bumblestripe, and Dovewing. Patrol around the alley’s border. We could get attacked form behind as well.”

The four cats nodded. Dovewing was happy, that at least she got to go on patrol. She saw Crowfeather curl around his two kits. He had named them Leafkit and Strikekit. Strikekit was a black tom with brown eyes, and white ear tips. Crowfeather gave the two of them to Jayfeather to look after while the patrol was away.

“Let’s go!” Yowled Bluestar. The three cats followed her into the forest. Dovewing pricked her ears. Her hearing power was gone, but she could still hear okay. And she did hear something. Dovewing had a feeling to check it out. “I’ll catch up, you guys go ahead!” She yowled. Bluestar looked over her shoulder, and nodded. “Be quick.” She ordered. “I will!” Promised the gray she-cat over her shoulder.

She smelled a familiar scent, that was mingled with Dark Forest. Ivypool! She thought, angrily. Her sister had betrayed her along with the rest of the Clan. Why would she be so close to the border? Dovewing decided to scare her off. She couldn’t just sneak up and kill her. She couldn’t do that. Not to her own sister.

But she could give her a few scars to remember her by. She leapt, and Ivypool whirled around, just in time to see Dovewing. She let out a yowl of surprise, but was too slow to get out of the way, as Dovewing landed on her, clawing at her sides. “Get away from me!” Spat Ivypool. The two sisters fought like they never had before.

Dovewing pinned Ivypool, hissing a spitting. “Get away from here, you traitor!” She hissed. “Go back to the Dark Forest, where you belong!” Ivypool’s eyes widened. “No! I don’t! Let me ex-” She was cut off, by a wailing sound. Dovewing narrowed her eyes. “What’s that?” She demanded.

“N-nothing.” Stammered her sister. “I’m not stupid, Ivypool! Where is it coming from?” Ivypool didn’t answer, and didn’t meet Dovewing’s gaze.

“I’ll find out myself then.” Dovewing jumped off of her. Before Ivypool could react, Dovewing lunged under a bush, to find there kits yowling and whimpering. Their eyes were open. She saw a gray kit with a black tipped tail, and icy blue eyes. “Those eyes. . . .” Gasped Dovewing. “They look just like Hawkfrost’s.”

Ivypool shrank backwards. “Don’t hurt them, please.” She begged. “They’re mine and Hawkfrost’s.” Dovewing flinched. “Ivypool! That’s horrible! He’s dead!”

“Not anymore!”

“He’s way older than you!”

“You don’t age in spirit form!”

“He’s evil!”

“He gets me! Unlike you!” She hissed. Dovewing bared her teeth. “Go. Now. Before the patrol comes looking for me.” Ivypool looked stunned, but sprinted off. “Dovewing, are you there?” Called Bumblestripe. “Yes, I’m coming!” Said Dovewing. She took one last look where her sister, and her kits had gone, before catching up to the patrol.

Chapter Two

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