Becoming a star?
Blazepaw yawned, she padded over to her friend, Cloverpaw who was walking into camp.
"Hello!" Blazepaw tripped over her paws in the process of greeting her friend.
Chuckling, Cloverpaw tipped his head, "You know it's nearly sun high?" he quizzed.
Shocked, Blazepaw nearly jumped out of her fur, she overslept!
"SILVERSTRIPE!" The apprentice rushed to find her mentor.
Stopping, Blazepaw turned her head, and saw her brother, Nightpaw, race into camp, with a fox on his heels.
"Nightpaw!" She screeched, "What are you doing!"
Lunging at the fox's muzzle, Blazepaw drew blood, and whilst more warriors came to assist, the fox was soon fleeing out of camp.
"You stupid apprentice!" Roared Gingerstar, "You could have destroyed camp!"
Crouching in shame, Nightpaw could hardly speak.
Running to her brother's defence, Blazepaw hissed, "It's not his fault!" she yowled, "You're supposed to be mentoring her, maybe you're not doing your job well enough." She challenged.
"Maybe it's because you and your kin are worthless." Ginger star snarled.
It was true, Blazestar and all her kin where useless, always frowned, or laughed, upon by all the other clan's. The biggest joke of all was Blazepaw's determination to become leader.
Hissing, Blazepaw stalked off, and started licking the fox's blood off of her paws.
"Hey Blazepaw," Cloverpaw mewed, "If it makes you feel better, I think you did great attacking that fox, you'll be Blazestar in no time!"
Smiling at Cloverpaw's warmth, Blazepaw nodded, "Thanks, I better go find Silverstripe now."
That night, Blazepaw dreamt she was in a forest, she walked around, and soon picked up an eerie aroma.
A massive cat walked in front of her, "So you want to be leader?" the tom asked. "My name is Scratchstar, and I will teach you all their is to know."
Straightening up, Blazepaw mimicked the attacking moves that Scratchstar was showing her.
Night after night, the training continued, and soon, Blazepaw became Blazefur, Cloverpaw became Clovercloud, the new deputy, and war broke out.
In the tumble of yowling cats, Blazefur spotted her target, she crept towards Clovercloud and hissed at her 'friend'
"What in star clan's name are you doing!" She snarled
"Sorry buddy," Her claws slid out, "But you said you wanted me to be Blazestar, didn't you."
"Get back!" He yowled, however with a quick swipe from Blazefur, Clovercloud, her old friend, was motionless.
Remembering the fox attack many moons ago, Blazefur was reminded not of her friends comfort, but licking the blood off her paws, she now realised that blood belonged on her paws, blood was victory.
Within a moon, Blazefur woke up next to the moon pool, she wasn't Blazefur anymore, she was Blazestar.
All her life she was told she couldn't do it, all her life she was scorned upon by her clan, the clan who would welcome her as leader upon return.
I am Blazestar.