Tigerpaw took one paw step at a time, carefully edging to the river. She saw a fish swimming gently through the water. She sent a paw swooshing through and the fish flew out. Tigerpaw bit its throat quickly. "Food." She purred.
"Tigerpaw! Tigerpaw! TIGERPAW!" called a voice.
Tigerpaw groaned. "Tigerpelt is loving this." Tigerpelt was her golden furred brother. Their mother was too lazy to name them both so they ended up, 'Tiger' and 'Tiger'. Tigerpelt and Tigerpaw had been patrolling the Shadowclan border when they were attacked. They fought side by side but when another patrol came, Tigerpelt got the credit. They had been apprentices at the time and because of the attack, Tigerpaw's brother became Tigerpelt. The worst part was that Tigerpaw was older! Her brother appeared.
"Hi," he purred. "Enjoying training?"
"Shut it," Tigerpaw snapped.
"Tigypaw!" yowled a voice. Tigerpaw turned and saw the youngest apprentices, Blaziepaw and Patchypaw, running to her. Blaziepaw was black and white and so was Patchypaw but Patchypaw had more white, much more white.
"Hi guys," she sighed.
"Leave her alone, Tigerpelt!" growled Blaziepaw, trying to be fierce with the warrior but failing.
"Ya!" Patchypaw agreed.
"What are you going to do?" Tigerpelt demanded, though he was fighting a grin.
"Attack!" Blaziepaw screeched, jumping onto Tigerpelt's back.
Patchypaw yowled, "I'm coming!" He leaped onto Tigerpelt's back as well.
"Oh. I'm in pain!" Tigerpelt wailed, trying not to laugh, as he collapsed in fake pain.
"Tigerpaw!" Mousepaw ran to her. Mousepaw was brown with white paws.
"Tigerpaw, there you are." Lionheart padded to them. Lionheart was a massive red tabby with green eyes. He was magnificent, with his sleek fur, large muscles and personality. Lionheart could make anyone laugh but he could also be deathly serious. "We need to train."
"Okay," Tigerpaw sighed. Lionheart was a real workaholic, though.
"Us too?" Blaziepaw and Patchypaw asked eyes hopeful.
"Find your mentors," Lionheart said. They ran to camp.
"Let's start then," Tigerpaw said.
"I thought that Ghostface and his apprentice would train with us," Lionheart continued. "Is that alright? Tigerpaw?"
Tigerpaw stood stock still, eyes huge. "G-Ghostface? Like my brother's best friend, Ghostface?"
"Yeah," Lionheart replied. "Is there a problem?"
"N-no!" Tigerpaw shook herself. "I'm fine. Where is he?"
"Ghostface said that he'd meet me here," Mousepaw replied. Tigerpaw nodded. Mousepaw was Ghostface's apprentice.
"Sorry I'm late." Ghostface joined them.
"Hi. I should find Springpaw." Tigerpelt darted off, "accidentally" pushed Tigerpaw off balance. Tigerpaw fell forward and Ghostface ran forward so that she could land on his back. Tigerpaw blushed and stood up.
"Er… thanks, Ghostface," she murmured. Ghostface nodded. Ghostface was her age but was made a warrior earlier because he risked his life for the clan by going into Shadowclan alone to retrieve some stolen kits. Their clan, Riverclan, was very grateful.
"Let's get started," Lionheart mewed. Tigerpaw nodded, grateful for the opportunity to break the uncomfortable silence. Lionheart and Ghostface began to teach Mousepaw and Tigerpaw fighting moves. But was it Tigerpaw, or was Ghostface casting glances at her?