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[color=848482]A very long, thick silenced passed between the two groups of cats. Blackmoon watched with apprehension as the DuskClan cats' muscles bunched together as if they were prepared to attack. His eyes flicked over to his apprentice, seeing that she was near the puffy white form of Frostpaw. Dew-whisker hovered above them, her ears flattened against her head as she glared at the cluster of cats near the entrance. Were this the moments before a fight? Should he prepare to fight as well?

[b]"Whiteshadow, Darkwhisker,"[/b] Foxstar's mew shattered the tense silence. [b]"Escort these cats to the camp's entrance. There will be no meeting with StarClan tonight, if that wasn't obvious enough."[/b]

Blackmoon shuffled close to Dew-whisker and the two other apprentices as the two DuskClan cats stepped forward. A slender white tom glanced over at Willowcloud and Lavenderpaw with a strange, stressed look before he turned to the rest of them. [b]"Let's get going, then."[/b] he told them in a firm but quiet meow.[/color]