Hello this is my first story on FanFiction. Hope you like it!
I don't own warriors, Erin Hunter does.
She awoke to the sound of Graykit and Ravenkit quarreling. Blinking open her eyes, she struggled to focus on Graykit's kits voice as he argued with Ravenkit. Amberkit sighed and pushed herself to her paws.
Graykit was her only sibling, and Ravenkit was the only other kit in the nursery. He was born a day after her and she loved to rub it in his face so he gets all mad.
Suddenly, Graykit bowled her over, his gray striped fur bristling. "Amberkit!"
"Get off of me you great lump!" She snarled. Graykit got off of her, smirking at her annoyance. Amberkit hoped to her paws and puffed out in annoyance.
She down at her ginger fur, to make sure it didn't get too messed up when Graykit bowled into her.
She had ginger fur with darker ginger streaks and a white paw. She didn't really look like her mother, Speckletail or her father, Lionheart.
"Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey, gather here beneath the Highledge for a Clan meeting!" Bluestar's voice rang around the stone hollow.
Graykit exchanged an excited glance with Amberkit and the three kits scrambled out of the nursery and into the clearing. Bluestar was standing with her head and tail held high on top of the Highledge.
Slowly, the Clan began filling into the clearing. Amberkit spotted Sandpaw's orange coat, as she entered the clearing, and with Dustpaw following like a shadow.
She stifled a snicker. Amberkit knew Dustpaw had a thing for Sandpaw. Once they become warriors, Amberkit was positive they'll be mates.
Once all the cats were in the clearing, Bluestar cleared her throat. "Today is a very special day for ThunderClan. Amberkit, Graykit, and Ravenkit, are ready to become apprentices." She beckoned them forward with her tail. The three kits eagerly padded forward and pricked their ears as they stood next to Bluestar.
Bluestar looked around the clearing. "Willowpelt, you will be mentor to Amberpaw. I hope you teach her the importance of patience and your outstanding hunting skills."
Amberpaw padded confidently towards Willowpelt's pale gray fur and looked into her unusual blue eyes. They were full of pride and encouragement and she touched noses with her apprentice.
Amberpaw sat next to her mentor and looked on proudly at her brothers. For once, just a small moment, she was more than them. Then, she heard the cheering of the Clan, "Amberpaw, Graypaw, Ravenpaw!"
Amberpaw basked in the praise of her clanmates cheering and she noticed Graypaw standing proudly next to Whitestorm, and Ravenpaw next to Tigerclaw. She caught his eye and sent him a sympathetic glance. Tigerclaw was the most feared warrior in all the Clan. She wouldn't know what do if she was his apprentice.
As the cheering died down and the clan went on to their normal business, Amberpaw spun around to face Willowpelt, "What are we going to do now? Can we explore the territory? What about Four trees? I want to catch a squirrel, I've never had squirrel!" As she chattered on she noticed Willowpelt shake her head affectionately. "Let's go see if Ravenpaw and Tigerclaw want to come with us."
Willowpelt walked over to Tigerclaw with Amberpaw bouncing beside her.
"Hello Tigerclaw," Willowpelt greeted him. "Would you and Ravenpaw like to explore the territory with us?"
Ravenpaw looked at Tigerclaw with a hopeful but Tigerclaw just narrowed his eyes. "No thank you," He replied coolly. "Were exploring on our own today."
Amberpaw pressed encouragingly against Ravenpaw before bounding to her mentor at the tunnel entrance. She walked through and what she saw took her breath away. There were trees as far as she could see and she could feel the lush green undergrowth, soft underneath her paws. A warm breeze came from behind her, ruffling her ginger fur. There were so many smells that Amberpaw just couldn't place. There was mouse, squirrel, sparrow, starling, and a few other birds she didn't know. The ginger apprentice could hear their song now, the gentle chirping singing a song with the whispering of the wind.
"Amberpaw, come on!" Amberpaw was shaken from her thoughts by Willowpelt's mew. "Sorry! She squeaked and then rushed up to her mentor.
By the time Amberpaw had gotten back to the hollow, the sun was already down and everyone was already in their dens.
She stumbled over her paws to the fresh-kill pile. The apprentice was tired, but she still needed to eat. The last time she ate was this morning. She grabbed plump mouse of the pile and ate it in a few ravenous bites.
Her energy restored, she padded over to the apprentices den and sat in the empty nest next to her brother. She then slowly let the comfort of darkness over take her.
Sorry it's sort of short. The next chapter will be longer. You can review or not, but reviews make ecstatic! The next chapter will be up shortly.