Hello! I am a new author here and this is my first fanfic EVER! I wrote this a while ago, found it and fixed it up, so here it is!
-Fernspirit
Chapter 1
"Briarpaw! Blossompaw! Bumblepaw!" Briarpaw glanced expectantly at her mentor, who was talking with Graystripe, her father. "Finally, we can train together!" Rosepaw gasped to Briarpaw. The dark cream she-cat was practically dancing with excitement.
"It'll be epic!" Toadpaw agreed, glancing at Briarpaw brightly. Briarpaw blushed.
"I think Thornclaw wants me now," she whispered, and the black-and-white tom nodded.
"Okay." He padded off with Rosepaw at his side and Briarpaw raced over to Thornclaw, who was standing at the tunnel entrance. "Let's go, let's go!"
"Okay, okay!" Thornclaw purred. He padded out of the thorn tunnel, with Briarpaw trotting excitedly at his heels.
"What will I learn first? Can we hunt today? Will we see all of the territory? Will we meet the other Clans?"
"Hush, you'll never hear the other Clans at this rate!" Thornclaw scolded.
"Sorry," Briarpaw muttered. She managed to keep her mouth shut until they reached a stream with small stepping stones here and there, dotting the stream. "WindClan's border," Thornclaw announced. A small patrol of three cats was approaching; a small tabby tom, a muscular dark gray tom, and a sleek black she-cat. "Onestar, Crowfeather, and Nightcloud," Thornclaw muttered in her ear.
He stepped up to the brink of the border. "Hello, Onestar," he mewed, dipping his head respectfully. Onestar' eyes were glazed with fury.
"Get away from the border!" He demanded.
"Why? What's it with you?" Briarpaw snapped, before Thornclaw could glare at her. Onestar whirled on Briarpaw. "You ungrateful apprentice!" He rasped.
"Please excuse my apprentice," Thornclaw hissed. "This is her first time out of camp and she is rather energetic."
"See that she is punished!" Onestar snarled, before leaping away. "Crowfeather, Nightcloud, come along," he ordered over his shoulder. "We don't need to bother with these ThunderClan scoundrels." Thornclaw's fur bristled and his claws slid out, but he controlled his temper, and when the WindClan cats were gone, he let out a sigh.
"Well, that could've gone a lot worse." He narrowed his eyes at Briarpaw. "You need to learn to think before you speak. You'll be on elders duty for the rest of the day, but we'll hunt tomorrow. I don't see why I'm practically rewarding you for sassing a Clan leader, but oh well," he muttered. Briarpaw bounded to his side.
"I'm sorry," she assured him eagerly, happy that she could hunt, but unhappy that she had to clean the elders den. "It won't happen again."
"See that it doesn't," Thornclaw growled. Briarpaw purred at that, and even Thornclaw lightened up. "You'll make a fine warrior, if only you hold your tongue," he told her, and she bounced into camp lightly with those words in her head.
I hope you enjoyed that; it was very fun to write! Watch out for chapter two!
-Fernspirit