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[color=848482]Ashenpaw seemed to deflate at Silverstar's decision. She had to admit, there was some hope; they weren't willing to attack cats that didn't want to fight. But how would DuskClan know that? If they saw a bunch of angry cats suddenly invade, wouldn't it be within Foxstar's instinct to tell her warriors to protect their home? She fidgeted in her spot uncomfortably, somewhat nervous underneath the older warriors' gazes. It was a huge relief when the MistClan leader told Lightningnose and Reedmask to bring them back to the border. Finally, they were going home-- but that only meant that she had to go to ThornClan right after. 

[b]"Wait!"[/b] sounded an excited voice. Ashenpaw turned to see that Sedgepaw had bounded out from inside one of the dens and had run up to them. [b]"Can I go with? I've been stuck in the elder's den the whole morning!"[/b]

Lightningnose let out a purr. [b]"That's up to Reedmask and Wolfheart."[/b] She looked at Wolfheart with glittering eyes. 

Ashenpaw followed her gaze. It would be nice to have someone their age along, at least for a little bit. [b][color=E66C2C]"Please?"[/color][/b] she meowed, her eyes filled with hope and excitement.  [/color]