I'm going out on my first hunting patrol! He thought. Rockpaw was trotting excitedly next to his mentor, Sorrelmask. Sorrelmask sighed in annoyance, but Rockpaw knew that Sorrelmask always thought he was constantly bouncing around and making remarks.

Soon, the patrol came near the Green-leaf Twolegplace, but padded farther away, near the thunderpath. "Try to scent what you can," Sorrelmask whispered to him. Rockpaw spread open his jaws to take in more scent, soon he scented a, vole? He wasn't sure, but he knew it was prey. Sorrelmask watched him pad off, then turned and joined a friend of his, leaving Rockpaw alone.

Rockpaw had found the vole, but it was on the ShadowClan territory. Rockpaw grumbled with frustration, but he wouldn't give up. "I'll catch that vole if my life depended on it!", he whispered to himself. He didn't want to lose anymore catches, he was three moons through his apprenticeship and still hasn't caught anything.

Rockpaw ran straight across the thunderpath, his heart and ears pounding. He felt the hard rock and the stench of the-.

Hi! Vines here and I'm bringing you a new story, this time it has a rough draft instead of going through blind! I hope anyone that catches anything too rushed or something wrong with plot lines, PLEASE tell me through a review!