Hello, writers and readers alike. I know, I know. I need to post the sequel to Drifting Fox and the Melting Dawn, and I will. Sometime. But I've been having this idea, so I'm going to be posting it right now instead.

It is a four shot. (Meaning, if you don't know, four chapters.) The idea of the whole "four seasons" thing came to me from this one manga series called "Miki Falls" (which isn't on FF right now, so no fan fics for that catagory...). Each book is a different season (except they start with spring while I start with Green Leaf).

I do not own Warriors, in case you were wondering. This is book one of the idea, more to come if you all like it.

Green Leaf

Green Leaf is the most wonderful time of all four seasons to become an apprentice. Or, in my words, to start your journey to finding out who you are, and who you shall become. Most ceremonies go smoothly, the kit becomes a 'paw, they get a mentor, they touch noses and then bam! They're an apprentice. Until, that is, they become a warrior. Such a happy time, to laugh with your friends and family and be proud that you're moving on and up in the ranks of the clan. It's a joyous occasion. But no, it wasn't like that for me. And do you want to know why? Because my brother died that day. Just as the ceremony was beginning, right before we received out names, the other clan attacked. And one of the cats, I think his name was Jetblaze, he killed my brother.

And now there's only one thing I want. I want revenge. My whole life, from then on, I vowed to avenge my lost brother, even though there seemed to be no hope. Jetblaze was in another clan, and he was tough. He was known for his fighting skills. Skills that I would have to outmatch.

I remember training as if it were yesterday. I ignored hunting for a while and focused all of my training on my fighting skills. I will avenge him, I would tell myself. I will... nothing and no one will get in my way. There will be a day, sometime ahead of me, that will mark the day that I can rest peacefully, knowing that Smokekit can find rest himself.

Nothing would distract me. Until a certain black and white tomcat showed up. He was just one of the other apprentices, just another cat in my clan. Just another who would eventually forget about the small gray kit that bled to death in front of them all, waiting for his name. Toadpaw was no exception. But there was something about this tom... something that kept distracting me.

Something that was pulling me from my mission. And I think I know what it was...

"Hey Willowpaw!" I turned my head, seeing the black and white tomcat racing over towards me, his green eyes bright as the leaves on the oak trees. A smile crossed my face. I loved when he would come talk to me. He could always get our mentors to let him take me out to practice my hunting skills. Skills that I didn't quite have yet.

"H-hi Toadpaw," I meowed, turning my eyes away from his. I could never seem to keep eye contact with him. I loved his eyes- they were a bright green while mine were a dull gray. "Are we going hunting again today?" I was building up courage to talk with him more.

Toadpaw's tail flicked back and forth, joy shining in his eyes. "Yep!" He grinned- I loved that grin. It makes me feel so special to get to see it so often. "I've already talked with Rabbitstorm and Mothfeather; they're taking out a patrol into the twolegplace, so we wouldn't have been able to go with them anyway."

Twolegplace? I thought, tilting my head to the side. What would they be going there for? Why would Plumstar even want them to go there for? Are they getting kittypets to join the clan?

"Yeah," Toadpaw meowed, leading me towards the entrance. The two of us ran through the warm sunlight that bathed the tall, sturdy trees above us. I could hear the birds- chickadees, robins, crows, ravens, thrushes and more- all chirping with delight that the warm days of Green Leaf were back. I was glad that they were here too. It had been too cold back in Leaf Bare, when I was born. And New Leaf was so wet, but that never stopped Smokekit and I from playing outside! Smokekit... I will never forget you, my brother. Never.

"Can you feel the sunshine on your pelt?" Toadpaw asked, his eyes watching me. I couldn't do anything other than smile under his gaze. He was always so nice to me. "Doesn't it feel great?"

"It does," I agreed. The sunshine felt wonderful, and for a moment, I felt like a normal apprentice. I felt like I was just like everyone else, and I could just feel the sunshine on my pelt and listen to the sound of the chirping birds and the whistling wind. A shadow passes overhead. My eyes open, and I watch a pigeon land delicately near one of the trees and start pecking at the ground, completely unaware of the upcoming danger. I felt powerful. For that moment, I felt like I was the best hunter in the whole world.

Getting to my paws, I lifted my tail slightly off of the ground. My eyes glanced back to Toadpaw, who nodded to me. I was ready. I could catch this bird. Nothing stood in my way. All there was in this whole place was me, the bird, and a couple of steps. Leaping, I could feel the wind brush through my fur. The bird never even heard me coming.

"Nice job, Willowpaw," Toadpaw congratulated as I padded back, my head high and filled with feathers. I nodded to him, brimming with joy. There was nothing else that mattered in the world for that moment. That's the kind of moment that I love so much, one that doesn't come around too many times.

But those moments never last too long. Once the moment of joy is over, the rest of the world comes crashing down upon you again. You remember your life, your memories, your goals, and everyone who's depending on you to take care of the clan. The weight of responsibility weighs down each paw step, yet you must learn to live with it. It never leaves.

"Let's get some more," Toadpaw laughed, noticing that I was just so happy about catching one bird. A smirk played across my face, and I dropped the bird to the ground and in a flurry of feathers and dirt, the bird was buried. And I was racing after the tomcat that intrigued me so much.

By the time the sun was going down, I carried two mice in my jaws and a bird draped across my back. Toadpaw, like me, had a bird draped across his back, but he had a rabbit in his mouth. I had never seen a larger rabbit in my life! It had crossed the border into our territory, so it was ours.

"Wonderful," Mothfeather, my mentor, meowed as she padded over. Her silvery, long furred pelt looked so beautiful in the setting sun's light. Mothfeather had always been like a mother to me, since Larkpelt, my mother, went... insane. Larkpelt, after the death of her son, didn't want to see any other cat. No one could calm her down, and she began to get dangerous. Only half of Green Leaf had gone by, but only half a moon ago, she had gone over the edge. Clawing at my father, Timberclaw, she raced through our territory until she reached the stream. And before anyone could stop her, she had already thrown herself in, cracking her neck upon the sharp rocks that lined the bottom of the stream only a tail length beneath the surface.

"Thank you," I meowed as well as I could with the prey in my mouth. But I could tell by her purr that she understood what I had said. I dropped the prey onto the pile, side by side with Toadpaw. Even through I dropped it all, I grabbed back a mouse so I could have something to eat. Toadpaw purred at how fast I grabbed the mouse, and so he took the other one.

"Toadpaw," I meowed to the tom, feeling brave. "Thank you for talking with me, this whole time. And for helping me with my hunting. I couldn't have caught all of that prey if you hadn't have helped me." His eyes met mine. "Thank you, so very much."

A smiled crossed his face, and he licked my ear. "No problem, Willowpaw." His eyes fell to the ground. "You know, Willowpaw, we've gotten to know each other some..." I wonder what he's saying... "And I would love to get to know you better." Really now? "So, um, do you... want to be... my friend?"

"Of course," I purred. "Did those last two moons not count?" Toadpaw shook his head quickly, a scared look on his face. "Toadpaw, I'm joking! Of course I want to be your friend. You've been such a great friend to me in these past two moons, and I think we'd be really good friends." He didn't seem to be able to contain his happiness at the moment.

"Forever!" His yowl caught me off guard, but I settled down and agreed with him, nodding my head. "Forever."

I wished that I would've looked around the den. If I would've, I might've been able to catch the look of envy, of pure hatred, that one of my den mates gave me. Apparently, she liked Toadpaw. More than a den mate. If I would've known, I probably wouldn't have padded after that tomcat. If I had known back then, I might not be where I am now.

But then again, I think that I like where I am right now. But maybe Flightpaw would've been my friend. Flightpaw seemed like such a nice cat- she was popular with the warriors and other apprentices, probably due to her stunning pelt. But her personality was a whole different thing.

"I promise," I murmured to myself as I started to fall asleep. "Smokekit, I will... let you rest... and Toadpaw... I can see a future with us... please, wait for me. Once I'm done with my revenge, I might just have some free time... for other things... other than just "friends"..."

And at the last moment, I feel asleep, dreaming of the days to come, where the leaves would change their color as Mothfeather had told me about... apparently, the leaves turned such a beautiful orange, yellow and red for a little while before they fell to the ground. And all I could do right now was dream of them... knowing they'd be here soon...

Okay, that was really long. (For me.) I think it sets up the beginning enough, yes? Now please, leave your comments below with the button called "review". Thanks! (More to come!)