div class="Ct" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.5px; background-color: #fffffa;"
h1 style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 24px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; letter-spacing: -1px;" Chapter 2 [P1]br style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);" / Memories/h1
br style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);" / As Snowpaw, Silverpaw and Flamepaw pushed their way through the gorse tunnel into camp Snowpaw couldn't help wonder why he had to be small, why not the size of a normal apprentice?em style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);"Well i could use my size to my advantage/em. He thought. em style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);"If another cat attacks me, they would be big and strong, but i would be small and fast.../em" A meow of greeting broke Snowpaw from his thoughts and he turned to see Breezescar, his mother, half of her pretty face unmarked by a long and ugly scar, caused by a badger, she had told him as a kit. br style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);" / "Hi there, my handsome little kit" she quickly padded over to him and bent her head down to give Snowpaw quick, loving licks on the top of his head. "M-mom! I'm not a kit anymore, I'm an em style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);"apprentice/emem style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);"!/em" he complained, trying to duck away. "But you will always be em style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);"my/em kit" she retorted. Snowpaw turned his head to see Silverpaw's tail disappear into the apprentice den. "Why are you and the other apprentices back so early?" Breezescar questioned. "Ummm..." Just as Snowpaw was about to explain why he was sent back, he looked over Breezscar's shoulder to see the gorse tunnel shake, then, Graycloud pushing his way through it, holding a squirrel in his jaws. As Breezescar turned her head to see who was coming into camp, Snowpaw slithered away towards the apprentice den, just in time before his mother and Graycloud could see his black tail-tip disappear into the lichen entrance./div
div class="Ct" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.5px; background-color: #fffffa;" As his eyes adjusted to the gloom inside the den, he could see Silverpaw sitting in her nest, washing her flank, while Flamepaw was curled up in her nest, closest to the den wall, fast asleep, obviously tired from their "adventure". Snowpaw padded over to his nest and sat down, beginning to wash his ears by licking his paw and rubbing it over them. "I'm sorry, Snowpaw" Snowpaw stopped mid-lick to look over at Silverpaw, looking at him sadly. "I know I shouldn't tease you about your height, it's just-" "It's fine" Snowpaw interrupted. "It's not your fault, or mine...I...Let's just forget it ever happened" "ok" Silverpaw replied. Snowpaw stood up and turned a few times in his nest, settled down, resting his black, bushy tail-tip over his nose and let the closing darkness of sleep overtake him./div
h1 style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 24px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; letter-spacing: -1px;" Chapter 2 [P1]br style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);" / Memories/h1
br style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);" / As Snowpaw, Silverpaw and Flamepaw pushed their way through the gorse tunnel into camp Snowpaw couldn't help wonder why he had to be small, why not the size of a normal apprentice?em style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);"Well i could use my size to my advantage/em. He thought. em style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);"If another cat attacks me, they would be big and strong, but i would be small and fast.../em" A meow of greeting broke Snowpaw from his thoughts and he turned to see Breezescar, his mother, half of her pretty face unmarked by a long and ugly scar, caused by a badger, she had told him as a kit. br style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);" / "Hi there, my handsome little kit" she quickly padded over to him and bent her head down to give Snowpaw quick, loving licks on the top of his head. "M-mom! I'm not a kit anymore, I'm an em style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);"apprentice/emem style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);"!/em" he complained, trying to duck away. "But you will always be em style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);"my/em kit" she retorted. Snowpaw turned his head to see Silverpaw's tail disappear into the apprentice den. "Why are you and the other apprentices back so early?" Breezescar questioned. "Ummm..." Just as Snowpaw was about to explain why he was sent back, he looked over Breezscar's shoulder to see the gorse tunnel shake, then, Graycloud pushing his way through it, holding a squirrel in his jaws. As Breezescar turned her head to see who was coming into camp, Snowpaw slithered away towards the apprentice den, just in time before his mother and Graycloud could see his black tail-tip disappear into the lichen entrance./div
div class="Ct" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.5px; background-color: #fffffa;" As his eyes adjusted to the gloom inside the den, he could see Silverpaw sitting in her nest, washing her flank, while Flamepaw was curled up in her nest, closest to the den wall, fast asleep, obviously tired from their "adventure". Snowpaw padded over to his nest and sat down, beginning to wash his ears by licking his paw and rubbing it over them. "I'm sorry, Snowpaw" Snowpaw stopped mid-lick to look over at Silverpaw, looking at him sadly. "I know I shouldn't tease you about your height, it's just-" "It's fine" Snowpaw interrupted. "It's not your fault, or mine...I...Let's just forget it ever happened" "ok" Silverpaw replied. Snowpaw stood up and turned a few times in his nest, settled down, resting his black, bushy tail-tip over his nose and let the closing darkness of sleep overtake him./div