Hi there! This is Ivyleaf here. This is my first publishing, but not my first writing:), so I hope you enjoy it. Please don't hesitate to review my story, because I'm looking for ways to improve it.

DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN WARRIORS.

DISCLAIMER 2: I STARTED WRITING THIS BEFORE TIGERCLAW'S FURY CAME OUT, BUT I WILL STILL BE USING SCENES FROM THAT BOOK.

"Why don't you go see what Lionpaw's doing," Leopardfoot suggested.

"Okay!" Tigerkit chirped. He leaped to his paws and charged out of the nursery and crashed right into a cat. Lashing out with his claws he yowled, "ShadowClan intruders!"

The other cat gently cuffed him around the ear and meowed, "It's time you were made an apprentice!" Tigerkit looked up and saw Thistleclaw looking down with him, eyes gleaming with amusement. "Where are you going?"

"To go see Lionpaw," Tigerkit announced.

"He's in the elders' den."

"Okay!" Tigerkit charged off and bounced into the elders' den. Lionpaw was holding a stick with moss on it. He tasted the air and a foul scent hit the air. "Yuck! What's that?"

"Mouse-bile," replied Lionpaw, wrinkling his nose in disgust. "Foul stuff," he muttered.

"Larksong," Tigerkit meowed, "do you have a story?"

A tortoiseshell she-cat rose swiftly to her paws and meowed, "Are you sure, little one?"

"Yes! Yes!" Tigerkit mewed.

"All right. What story do you want?" Larksong asked.

"Cloudfeather!" Lionpaw meowed, coming over and settling down next to Tigerkit.

"Once, in the time of LeopardClan, TigerClan and LionClan, there was a great warrior named Cloudfeather. His father was Blizzardfall, deputy of TigerClan. Cloudfeather was a very loyal cat, and he thought that he could be the next deputy, after Blizzardfall became leader. The moons passed by, and Blizzardfall became older. He was not the noble cat he had once been. Then one day, he announced to the Clan, 'I am becoming old, and I am going to become a loner.' And all the cats were shocked, especially Cloudfeather.

"So something in his mind made him think that he needed to avenge his father's betrayal. He became Swiftstar's deputy. Then he became ambitious. He felt that he needed to avenge the spot as Clan leader that Blizzardfall would have been. So he set a trap for Swiftstar near the Thunderpath and Swiftstar was crushed by a monster. The Clan didn't know, and Cloudfeather became leader. He pushed his Clan to many battles and he—"

"Tigerkit! Time for a nap!" Leopardfoot meowed, pushing her way into the elders' den.

"I don't want to!" he whined. "That's boring. And I'm not tired!"

"You'll come now," she snapped. Without waiting for a response she stormed out of the den. Tigerkit scampered after her. When they arrived in the nursery she turned on him. "What were you doing in there?"

"Larksong was telling us a story about Cloudfeather—"

"Cloudfeather was a fool! Now, please go to the nursery and nap." Leopardfoot meowed sharply.

Tigerkit realized that his mother was right about him being tired. He padded over to his nest. He thought about Larksong's story and Cloudfeather. If Pinestar ever leaves the Clan to become a loner or a rogue, I swear by StarClan that I am going to follow Cloudfeather's pawsteps, whatever happens. He tried to think more, but the nursery was already fading into darkness…

Tigerkit dreamed he was hunting in the forest. He opened his jaws to scent the air. Squirrel! He soon saw squirrel nibbling on a nut. Instinctively he dropped down into a hunter's crouch, stalking the squirrel. He was two tail-lengths away, and he tensed his body to strike. Now! He leaped, but his paws hit the ground too early, and the squirrel darted away. "Mouse-dung!"

"Do you want some help?" Tigerkit jumped, and whirled around to see who had spoken.

A gray tabby sat down a couple of tail-lengths away, watching him with amusement. "My name is Hawkshadow. This is the Dark Forest, and I train cats to make them better warriors' than ever before."

"Really?" Tigerkit mewed. "Can I learn some moves?"

"What is your name, young one?"

"Tigerkit."

"Tigerkit?"

"Yes. I want to learn some moves," he repeated.

"Okay. Let's learn some of the basic moves. When an enemy attacks you, dodge. Then while they are recovering, attack."

"Can I try?" Tigerkit asked.

"Sure," Hawkshadow responded. "Try it on me."

Tigerkit narrowed his eyes and waited for Hawkshadow to attack. With a ferocious snarl, he leaped. He waited until the last heartbeat, then dodged nimbly to one side. At the same heartbeat it took Hawkshadow to regain his footing, he pounced on him. They fought in a whirl of claws and teeth, Hawkshadow finally managed to pin him down on the forest floor.

"Good," Hawkshadow praised. "You're learning well. Now, if an enemy has you pinned down, keep struggling and then lie still. Your enemy thinks they've won, so they loosen their grip, then you surge up and attack. Try it," he added with a slight flick of his ears.

Tigerkit braced himself up for the attack and Hawkshadow charged at him. Tigerkit tried to leap to one side to one side, but as he leaped Hawkshadow flashed out a paw and tripped him, and pinned him down. He remembered what Hawkshadow said. 'When an enemy has you pinned down, keep struggling then lie still…'

He struggled, then lay still. Just then, he surged up, and only had the strength to pin Hawkshadow for a couple of heartbeats, before Hawkshadow threw him off and he went flying across the clearing. The impact nearly took his breath away, but he scrambled to his paws and shook scraps of dead leaves from his pelt.

"Can I learn any more moves?" Tigerkit asked eagerly.

Hawkshadow looked up to the Dark Forest sky. "Dawn is approaching, Tigerkit, but we will meet again tonight. And," he added, "I have a feeling something bad is going to happen today…"