Chapter 1:
The rain fell heavily from above as Ashfur walked into the clearing. His body was soaking wet as he entered the Warriors Den. His spirit brightened when he saw Squirrelflight grooming herself. He padded over and brushed himself against her, murmuring a greeting. Squirrelflight then meowed teasingly "You're as wet as the rain Ashfur. Your going to get us all wet". Ashfur flicked his ears and started grooming himself. His attention turned to Brambleclaw, who was carrying a wet plump mouse over to Squirrelflight. He growled silently and sometimes wished he was Brambleclaw. He bent down and began grooming himself and he heard Brambleclaw meowing to Squirrelflight "It's time you got some rest". Ashfur silently cursed Brambleclaw as he continued grooming himself. His fur was already beginning to become dry.
After grooming himself, he rested on his bed of moss. His eyes closed as he drifted to sleep. After a while, something prodded him on the side, it was Brambleclaw. "Dawn Patrol" he meowed. Ashfur bit back a protest as he got up and clumsily followed Brambleclaw out. His ears twitching in surprise that it wasn't wet outside anymore. As he walked towards the entrance, he scented Squirrelflight. Before he could approach her, Brambleclaw got there first. He hissed silently and jumped up high as Leafpool meowed "Are you okay?". Ashfur nodded and sat down, waiting for his orders to go out and check the borders. He sighed and thought Am I ever going to get what I want?. He looked up at the sky, his eyes shining from the sun that reflected his eyes. He lowered his head and turned around.
Ashfur was surprised when Squirrelflight approached him and brushed herself against him. He meowed a greeting as she walked away, suddenly feeling better. Then, it hit Ashfur. Squirrelflight was avoiding Brambleclaw and was staying with him more. Could it mean that she had made her decision? Brambleclaw interrupted his thoughts as he signalled for the patrol to leave. As Ashfur left, he kept wondering on what would happen later today. He thought something great was going to happen this day and he couldn't wait so long for it. As he walked farther away from the camp, he longed to run back to camp and lay down on his moss bed. But, he could not do that. He continued walking with the patrol until a scent struck him...Fox!
