Yep, this is my first Warriors fanfic. Not much to say.. rated T for safety. This will be a continued story, so hold in there for chapters. You know, if you care.

You're welcome, Aiden.

STARS

[BEGIN STORY*]

"Her eyes are open!" "Really?" "Hear that, Grasskit? Your eyes are open!"

Excited voices loomed around me. I was confused, looking around. There were two cats; one was a tom, and one was a she-cat. The she-cat had snowy white fur and soft brown eyes, while the tom had a ruffled brown pelt and yellow eyes.

The tom looked down at me, smiling a little. "My name is Lashtail. I'm a Warrior here in ThunderClan. This is your mother, Whiteflower." He flicked his tail toward the other cat, who was smiling at me as well.

"Hi! I'm.. I'm Grasskit." I smiled, ruffling my green-tinged white pelt, blinking my silver eyes. I wonder where I got my eyes. "Who's my father..? Do I have any siblings?" I looked around eagerly.

Sadly, the two cats exchanged looks, but it was Whiteflower who spoke. "Your father is Thrashtail. He's a proud deputy.. He has handsome brown-green fur and silver eyes. Seems like you got them.. No, you have no littermates. You DID, but they died in leaf-bare.. You were the only one to survive. There was three of you. The other two were Rakekit and Branchkit."

I frowned, saddened by the information. It is StarClans way, I told myself. Everything happens for a reason. "Okay. Can I go look outside?"

"I'll accompany her, Whiteflower," Lashtail assured the baffled queen, who nodded in approval as the two trailed out of the nursery.

I looked around at everything, eyes wide with excitement. The ground was damp, as if the snow had just melted; the sun was shining bright overhead. I loved ThunderClan camp already.

"I'll give you a tour of the camp," Lashtail offered.

"Yes please!" I smiled, eager. He led me toward the apprentices den, where two apprentices were practicing outside of it. Two small toms.

"Cagepaw, Quillpaw! Meet the new kit, Grasskit," Lashtail called. The two toms padded over. The black one, who was Cagepaw, flicked his tail in greeting, while the brown one, Quillpaw, nodded.

"Nice to meet you, Grasskit," Cagepaw mewed.

"Nice too meet you too," I said. Quillpaw was looking at me weird. "What is it?" I asked, scared.

"You're fur is green.. Like Thrashtail," he stated bluntly.

"Well, yes.. He's my father." As I said that, he just nodded, padding into the den, followed by Cagepaw, who yelled a 'Bye' over his shoulder.

"That was the apprentices den," Lashtail mewed, leading her to the warrior's den. "This is the warrior's den, where I live." He left quickly at seeing a large reddish-brown warrior walk out of the den. I had to trot to catch up with him, opening my mouth to ask a question, but he drowned me out, flicking his tail toward some rocks with a passage between them.

"That leads to the medicine cat field, with the medicine cat den."

"Who's the medicine cat?" I asked, curious.

"Featherwisp," Lashtail stated. "He's getting rather old.. I expect he'll retire to the elder's den soon. Wishflick will take his place."

I nodded as we passed the rocks. After a thorough tour, including Bluestar's den, we were lounging under a tree with some mice from the fresh-kill pile. I looked up as a reddish-brown kit padded over. "Hello," I said politely.

Lashtail looked up. "Grasskit, this is Seek-kit. He's your age."

He smiled at me, and I smiled at him. There and then blossomed a beautiful friendship.

"And with this, we rejoice in our two new apprentices, Grasspaw and Seekpaw. Grasspaw, your mentor will be Duskfall." Maplestar nodded toward the warrior I'd met four moons ago and had grown a relationship with. "Seekpaw, your mentor will be Lashtail." I saw Lashtail smile in approval.

The new leader, Maplestar, had taken place of Bluekit a moon ago, who had lost her last life from a fit of greencough. I smiled at Seekpaw, who smiled back. Our mentors were sitting together, so we walked to them after Maplestar jumped down from Highrock. I looked at Duskfall.

"Hello," Duskfall said, his tail flicking. "We start training tomorrow," he said promptly. "You will be gathering herbs with the medicine cat apprentice, Winterpaw."

I nodded quickly. I was ready to help my clan. Featherwisp had retired to the elder's den a few moons ago, leaving Wishflick in his place, who took Winterpaw as her apprentice. I glanced at Seekpaw, who was talking to Lashtail. The two padded over.

"We will be training alongside you. I need rest, so I trust Duskfall can handle three apprentices." I couldn't help but smile at this information, nodding.

"Okay." Seekpaw and I walked to our favorite tree stump. He laid down infront of it and I laid ontop of it. I nuzzled the top of his head, grinning.

He laughed, stretching out. "Let's go rest." He padded to the apprentices den. Getting up quickly, I followed him.

We curled up in our nests, next to eachother, and fell asleep.

[END CHAPTER 1 (THE BEGINNING)*]