A young ShadowClan she-cat awoke and opened her eyes, blinking as they adjusted to the light. She yawned and stretched out her legs and shifted, and felt someone stirring next to her, and looked to her side, annoyance making her fur stand on end, and she jumped to her paws. "Stupid tom! Get out of my nest, Foxpaw!" She hissed just loud enough for him hear.
Frostpaw was her name, and she was an apprentice, along with 4 other toms beside Foxpaw. Plus, she was very beautiful, so the apprentices, and some of the younger warriors, were chasing her.
But there was one apprentice who didn't care for her. His name was Ravenpaw. Ravenpaw always seemed lost- in his own world. He as very distant, but Frostpaw didn't like him one bit. He was always way too quiet and had no personality- or heart. Plus, he was always better than her in some way, which pissed her off.
Deathpaw, Thornpaw, and Cloudpaw were the other toms, of course, falling over themselves for Frostpaw. But only Foxpaw had some respect for her- but still, he was annoying.
But then there was 3 she-cats; two sisters, Shadepaw and Bramblepaw, and their friend Morningpaw. They would always annoy her and make fun of her but then the toms would come to her rescue; but they would look down on them, and the other apprentices were terrified of her. Except for Ravenpaw, who Shadepaw was always flirting with. Frostpaw thought it was mouse-brained.
Why should cats fall in love, then make googly eyes at eachother? Then go through the pain bearing kits too? It was really weird. Frostpaw sighed. That's what all the toms wanted; to fall in love and make googly eyes at Frostpaw, and have little annoying kits. She sighed.
The two warriors who liked her were Blackheart and Scorchtail.
Why do I have to be such a beautiful cat...? I hate it! She thought, growling.
But at least she would be made a warrior today.
She padded out of the apprentices den, and her mother purred and bounded over and nuzzled her. "How's my beautiful kit doing? Oh my- your fur's a mess!" She purred, and began to groom her. Frostpaw shoved her away. "Great StarClan, I'm not a kit!" She hissed, and turned away. Her mother sighed, shaking her head slowly. "Silly apprentice." She murmured, and padded over to the deputy, who was beginning to give orders out.
Frostpaw followed her, ears back.
That day, she went on a border patrol and hunting patrol afterwards. She caught 2 mice and a lizard, impressing her mentor.
This was the time.
She was made a warrior, along with the other apprentices, other than the stupid she-cats. They got in trouble and had their warrior ceremony postponed.
Frostwing was her name. Her and Deathheart, Thorntail, Cloudswipe, Foxear, and Ravensoul.
Frostwing sighed. Foxear padded over, smiling at her shyly. "Umm, can you come hunting with me?"
Frostwing reluctantly nodded. "Okay, fine..." She followed Foxear out of camp, and sniffed the air. She looked around, and spotted a mouse. She stalked forward, wriggling her hips, about to pounce- but something pounced her first. She yowled in fear, but a tail was shoved in her mouth, and a strong figure held her down, claws unsheathed.
"Shut up if you don't want to be killed." She recognized Thorntail's voice. She gasped in fear. "What a-are you d-d-doing?" She murmured around his tail. He growled and slashed her on the head. "I said shut up." She whimpered, nodding.
"Don't try anything, or you will die." She recognized Foxear's voice- he changed. He sounded demanding, strong, unlike his usual shy self. With a hint of something... something she couldn't figure out.
"P-please don't hurt me! I... I..." Frostwing whimpered, at loss of words to say.
"Don't worry, nothing's happening... yet." Schorchtail padded out, and Blackheart, Coudswipe and Deathheart also crowded around her.
She whimpered, tail between legs. Deathheart and Thorntail grabbed her quickly, and Cloudswipe slashed her on the head, so hard she went unconscious.