I wish I could be a warrior. I would be Windwhisper, of RiverClan. Steal it and you're reported…or dead. D:

Gah! Keep messing up…

Chapter One

"Just take the nettle by your teeth," Leafpool bent down and held the nettle stuck in Sandstorm's paw," and start to pull on it" She said, and started to tug on the nettle. Sandstorm yowled in pain and as the nettle pushed its way out, she started to lick her paw clean. "Sandstorm, eat some of this." Leafpool pushed some chewed up burdock root toward her mother.

"Thank-you Leafpool."

"You might want to rest."

"OK." The warrior and mother of two curled herself into a ball, leaving out her sore paw, and slowly closed her green eyes.

Jaypaw faced her direction as if he were actually looking at her. "I could here the first part, but barely make out the second." He teased.

Leafpool smiled. "So, you sure you know how to pull out a nettle?"

"Of course. All you have to do is take the nettle by your teeth and start to…pull…on it."

"Good. Go ahead and get some fresh-kill for yourself."

"I'll bring you something."

Leafpool didn't answer. As she waited, she started to sort out herbs.

The thought of Crowfeather popped up in her mind.

The young medicine cat tried to push the thought of the WindClan warrior. She had to focus on sorting out her herbs.

"Here."

She jumped in surprise. Jaypaw had come in silently.

"Thanks." She took the mouse her apprentice had left on the ground for her and ripped into it. It was still warm. She purred and gulped down chunks until there was nothing left but bones, with some meat stuck to it.

So, what was Crowfeather doing at the moment, anyway? Leafpool thought, licking her lips clean.

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The young tom warrior of WindClan was hunting. He had just finished training his soon-to-be warrior. Crowfeather's purr caused the rabbit he was stalking to run away. He couldn't help it. He was so proud of his apprentice.

He dug up his rabbit he had caught earlier and raced back to camp.

As he dropped his prey into the fresh-kill pile, Crowfeather noticed Nightcloud speeding over.

"Crowfeather! Have you seen our son?!"

"What, Breezepaw? No, I though he went out with his mentor."

"Well, his mentor is over there." Nightcloud pointed with her tail over to where Breezepaw's mentor was sitting and eating. (I forgot who mentored Breezepaw.)

Crowfeather looked over and saw [insert Breezepaw's mentor in here purring and eating. Crowfeather's eyes lit up in panic. What if his son got into danger? What if he got killed?

He decided his son must have gone over to ThunderClan, accidentally.

Leafpool.

Crowfeather shook his head violently. The medicine cat had just popped into his mind. He must focus on rescuing his son. And he would do it alone. Maybe he could drop by ThunderClan and see if any of them have seen his son.

And so, Crowfeather ran off, without telling anyone.

He was a bit excited, to see the medicine cat.

No, he wasn't going to see her.

Maybe just pay a visit. That's it.

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First time, not bad ;)

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