Before I start the story, I want to know if you people would like this to be a story, so I know if you people would like this or not. I will include the prologue in this. If there are enough reviews, I will continue making this.

The first day of training

le characters (More later when introduced)

Snowpaw - A white she-cat with sparkling blue eyes, main character.

Darkpaw - Brother of Snowpaw, all black with white feet (Blackfoot/Blackstar inverted)

and red eyes. Has an addiction to _. (Got to find it out yourself. ;)

Furclaw - Mentor of both Darkpaw and Snowpaw, due to the huge amount of apprentices. Tom with brown fur and green eyes.

Snowpaw felt the rain dropping from the leaves above her, she felt excited that yesterday was when she became an apprentice, which then a storm came and interrupted it, so she had to do it at high moon (Le midnight). Her brother also became an apprentice, which he is also happy that today is when they start training.

"I smell squirrel." Meowed Darkpaw happily. Furclaw tasted the air, "You're right, good tracking skills for a new apprentice, so what do you do when you smell prey?"

"You try to find out where it is and be silent?" Snowpaw meowed questionably.

"That's what you do, may as well make you a warrior on the spot." All three crouched and slowly walked until they saw the squirrel eating a nut.

"Okay, so what do we do before we go after the squirrel?" Furclaw quietly meowed.

"We make sure that the prey cannot smell us, that our shadows don't fall on it, and we must not make any sudden sounds." Darkpaw meowed a bit to loudly.

The squirrel stopped eating and quickly looked around, then went back to eating. "All right, i'll hunt the squirrel before my brother takes all the glory."

Snowpaw got ready to pounce, as she did, she could feel the intense staring of Furclaw and Darkpaw. And she pounced. The squirrel hadn't have time to react at all, so Snowpaw had easily pinned it down. Furclaw and Darkpaw went out of there hiding spot, "That was an excellent pounce, now just give it a bite to the neck and you can try your first prey!" Meowed Furclaw happily.

Snowpaw looked around her, were there rain in her eyes? Was she getting tired? She felt herself going feint, all she had thought was her body going limp and Darkpaw running after the squirrel.

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