Robinpaw sat guarding the Darkclan camp, his tail twitching in annoyance as he thought of all those prey scents across the border. He sighed and looked at his mentor ,Sharptooth, who sat beside him in silence. "I'm going to hunt," he meowed to his mentor and walked away from the camp.

He stopped beside an old sycamore and froze as a twig snapped. A young hare bounded out from behind a buckthorn and over to a small patch of heather. Robinpaw fell into the hunters crouch and slipped silently through the grass toward the small heap of fur. He was ready to leap when suddenly a cat not much bigger than him bit into the hare's neck, killing it instantly. Robinpaw hissed at the cat. She was brown with black patches. "Why are you on Darkclan territory?!" He hissed at the she-cat. She lifted her face to reveal a beautiful young she-cat. "Robinkit?" She meowed "I-is that you?" Robinpaw tilted his golden head and glared into her green eyes. He gasped. It was her. Bearkit , his sister! He turned and ran as he smelt the scent of more Riverclan cats closing in on him but one swiped him over before he could escape. As he lay on the grassy floor, Bearpaw pounced on the tom who had bowled him over hissing wildly. The small golden tom lay looking at his sister in astonishment. "She's a great fighter" he thought as his sister bit hard in the tom's neck. The tawny tom hissed and ran back to camp. "T-thanks" Robinpaw purred as he burried his muzzle in her pelt. They both purred uncontrollably beside the dead hare. "Take this to your clan, we have too many fish" Bearpaw meowed. Robinpaw sniffed the air for any other cats but caught the scent of herbs. "Are you a medicine cat?" He asked his sister who sat grooming herself. She nodded and flicked her tail "I better go" and she ran into the heather. Robinpaw picked up the dead hare and padded back to his camp.

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He awoke in a strange forest surrounded by strange scents. His fur bristled as a cat appeared from the shadows. Her golden pelt shone in the dim moonlight when she walked and her long white tipped tail swayed gracefully. "By the sign of the moon and the song of the wind" she meowed gently "Starclan have chosen you, Robinpaw, and your sister to find the tribe." Robinpaw tilted his head "tribe?" he sat down and wrapped his tail around his paws neatly as he listened to the young she-cat's tale. "I am Sandstar. My daughter ,Ripple that dances on stream, lives with them but my mate ,Honeygaze, has disappeared but I know wherever he is, starclan will be with him." Robinpaw gasped "Honeygaze is my father!" He protested as the golden she-cat walked towards him. "I know you can save the tribe and my daughter" she purred then her scent faded away and left the small tom in the clearing.

"Sandstar! Sandstar!" He yelled then he felt something prod him. "Robinpaw, wake up!" Stormpaw hissed as he kneaded the moss below the golden tom's body. Robinpaw hissed and rolled over onto his side. "I'm getting up" he yowled as Stormpaw prodded him again but in his ribs.