A/N: This is the sequel to A Warrior And A Medicine Cat, about Wolfheart and Sunbeam's kits. In this story, they're already apprentices so call them Firepaw and Rockypaw, got it?

Chapter 1:

Firepaw gazed at the muddy, swampy clearing just ahead of the Thunderpath. A monster roared down the wide dirt road. Dust sprayed up and a foul smell clung to the air, making the young flame pelted she-cat's jade eyes burn. They watered almost instantly, and she began to cough.

She looked up at her mentor, Redfoot. Firepaw scented the area. A bit of mouse, some dust from the monster, fox (although it was stale), and... something else. Something she had never scented before; it was vile, and Firepaw knew what the smell was.

"Is that ShadowClan?" she asked.

Redfoot looked surprised. "Very good! I suppose your father told you all about his home, then?" Firepaw nodded. "Yes. They had a terrible leader when Wolfheart was present. His name was Darkstar. He had plans to take over the forest, all four Clans, and untie them. He wanted to bring DarkClan back to life. When his deputy killed him, no one really blamed him. Darkstar didn't go to StarClan, though; he went to DarkClan. I think we all knew that his deputy had bigger plans for the forest, but we let him be leader anyway."

Firepaw looked up again. Her mentor had an ominous look spread across his face. "Well, what's next?" she decided to drop the subject and talk about training.

"Oh, right! Let's go practice some hunting skills."

Rockypaw stood at the fresh-kill pile. He was waiting for his best friend, Heartpaw.

Heartpaw was a somewhat attractive cat. She had a thick pelt of soft, golden fur, and the most beautiful deep blue eyes you had ever seen on any she-cat! She was ver nice, compassionate, she had a big heart, and she always spoke her mind. She knew a lot of the Clan gossip and shared all of it with Rockypaw at lunch.

Heartpaw finally arrived. "Hi, Rockypaw!" she meowed brightly.

"Hey! It's your turn to pick." Rockypaw gestured to the fresh-kill pile. "So, what's training been like?"

Heartpaw looked over the contents of the fresh-kill before carefully selecting a plump shrew. "Oh, it was so funny! You should've seen what happened to Blackpaw!"

They sat down in their usual place, by a moss-covered tree stump. "What happened?" Rockypaw asked through a mouthful of shrew.

"Lionfur and Goldenpelt were showing us the RiverClan borders, and we went to see the river close up. So, we got as close as we could to it, but Blackpaw kept going! We were telling him to stop, but he didn't hear us. And then he saw this RiverClan patrol coming and he freaked out, like they were a patrol of monsters. He screamed and slipped on some rocks and then he fell in the river!" Heartpaw almost choked on her bite of prey.

This may have been what Rockypaw liked the most about Heartpaw. She could laugh, and she could make others laugh so easily. With Heartpaw, it was okay to say what you wanted.

Meanwhile, on the edge of ThunderClan's borders, a ShadowClan warrior stood. He watched both the apprentices carefully.

Another warrior stood beside him. "Are these the ones?" he asked.

The first warrior nodded. "These are the two I want. They must be my brother's kits. My brother may have been able to escape ShadowClan, but he will pay!"

A/N: Review please! That's the end of chapter one, hopefully you remember Wolfheart came from ShadowClan, but he had kin there. What will happen next?