What would have happened if Lionblaze and Heathertail never gave up their friendship
Chapter One:
The beginning
Lionpaw sat in camp and looked around wondering if their was something he could do, he would be meeting Heatherpaw tonight. He didn't care what Hawkfrost and Tigerstar told him, he loved being friends with Heatherpaw, they always had so much fun together. "Lionpaw time to go hunting," a voice yowled and Lionpaw looked up to see his mentor, Ashfur, standing by the thorn barrier along with Hollypaw, and her mentor, Brackenfur.
"Coming Ashfur," Lionpaw yowled and got to his paws and headed towards his mentor, for some reason, Lionpaw got the feeling that his mentor hated him and his siblings, but he didn't know why. Why would his mentor hate them, they had never done anything to him, Lionpaw thought as he followed Ashfur, Brackenfur, and his sister out of camp. "Where are we going to go hunt?" Lionpaw asked his mentor watching him to see what his reaction would be.
"By the Sky oak," Ashfur snapped lashing his tail and he picked up his pace muttering something under his breath about nosy apprentices.
"There was no need to snap at him he just asked a question," Brackenfur meowed staring sharply at Ashfur as he bounded past.
Ignoring Brackenfurs comment Ashfur turned towards Lionpaw, "What can you smell?" Ashfur asked him gazing at him coldly.
"Mouse, squirrel, and rabbit," Lionpaw growled his neck fur starting to bristle as he glared Ashfur down digging his claws into the ground.
"Okay after you catch something, return to camp," Ashfur grunted and stalked off lashing his tail.
Lionpaw glared after his mentor than began to stalk a mouse that held a seed between it's paws and nibbling it. Lionpaw got within striking distance and pounced killing the mouse before it knew that he was even there. Then he returned to camp and dropped his mouse on the fresh kill pile and began to groom his fur as he got ready to go meet Heatherpaw. As soon as everyone had gone to their nest and gone to sleep, Lionpaw crept out of his nest and crept out of camp using the dirt place tunnel.
Once he reached the place he usually met Heatherpaw, he sat down and looked around wondering if she would show up soon. No sooner had that thought crossed his mind, he saw Heatherpaw bounding towards him her eyes sparkling.
"Hello, Lionpaw, how's everything going in thunderclan?" Heatherpaw asked him with a purr as she bounded around him.
"Its good, and Windclan," Lionpaw asked her smiling at her warmth in his amber eyes as he noticed how pretty the moon made her fur look.
"All's good in Windclan, want to play a game of mossball?" Heatherpaw asked him and scooped up some moss and made it into a ball and threw it towards him. He caught it and for a while they just flung the mossball towards each other until a voice made them stop.
"Lionpaw, what do you think your doing?" a voice hissed and a black she-cat with green eyes stepped out from under the bushes
