Featherpaw's POV
Featherpaw shifted through the pile of mouse bile. Ew, she thought as she wrinkled her nose in disgust. Of course her littermate, Duskpaw, had to mess up Hollycloud's herb storage. And Featherpaw was in the right place at the right time to be framed as the 'mess-around', as Rosestar had called it. Oh well, she thought. At least Duskpaw didn't get in trouble.
Duskpaw had already been caught in action; getting punished for all sorts of pranks: Putting thorns in the elders' nests, giving the kits rabbit pellets and tell them it was a new kind of berry, you name it. After he was caught for his most recent prank-screaming out to the Clan that there was a fire Rosestar had warned Duskpaw that the next time he did a prank, he was going to be kicked out of the Clan. With their parents dead, the two apprentices desperately needed to stick to each other.
When Featherpaw finished sorting out the mouse bile, she washed her hands thoroughly in the stream. "Featherpaw," said a cool voice. She snapped her head around to see who it was. Of course; it just had to be Rosestar. "I am very surprised that you were found at the scene of the prank. I expected more from you, Featherpaw." Featherpaw gritted her teeth and fought the urge to rake her claws down her face. "I'm here to inform you that if either you or Duskpaw step outside of the line, I will personally kick you out of the Clan." Rosestar licked her paws as if it was slick with her enemy's blood. She then stood up, nodded at Featherpaw, saying, "Remember my warning," and left. Featherpaw sat there by the stream, panicking. If we're both kicked out, she thought. We'll most likely die off! And I don't expect SunClan or DarkClan to take us in. They were never the nice type. Finally, after a few moments of thinking, Featherpaw set off to find Duskpaw.
Snowpaw's POV
Snowpaw sighed as she watched Larkpaw talk to Hawkpaw, their tails intertwined. Stop being jealous, she thought. Hawkpaw's older than you anyways. And brave. And a great hunter. And a good fighter. She remained daydreaming for a few more moments when Snowpaw shook her head and decided to stomp over to the fresh-kill pile, where Larkpaw and Hawkpaw were now sharing a squirrel.
"Your so adorable," Larkpaw was meowing. "And your so beautiful," Hawkpaw mewed. Larkpaw blushed and their two tails once again intertwined. Disgusted by their behavior, Snowpaw pretended not to notice them as she sat down to eat a mouse.
"Hi, Snowpaw! It's so great to see you!" Snowpaw gritted her teeth as she ignored Larkpaw's 'greeting'. "No reply? Thats rude." Larkpaw mewed. "Did you know that Hawkpaw and I are having our warrior assessments tomorrow? If we pass, we'll become warriors! Its too bad you're not becoming a warrior tomorrow. I feel so sorry for you." Judging from Larkpaw's tone, it was very clear that Larkpaw didn't feel sorry for Snowpaw at all, and was just rubbing in the news: Hawkpaw was Larkpaw's, and they may become warriors and spend the rest of their happy lives together. Pfff. Like Snowpaw cared. But as she walked away, she could feel her heartache as she remembered the times that Larkpaw had been her best friend.
"I'll race you to the Maple Tree, Snowpaw!" Larkpaw yowled. It had been just a few moons ago when Snowpaw had just become an apprentice. Larkpaw and Snowpaw met, and they instantly became friends.
Her pelt bristling with excitement, Snowpaw lunged after the swift figure of Larkpaw. "Ouch!" Snowpaw skidded to a halt as she noticed that she had accidentally planted her paw on another cat. As the cat struggled to get up, Snowpaw noticed his soft, blue eyes that made her melt. Her legs turned to stone; she couldn't move at all. "Hi, I'm Hawkpaw," he smiled. Before Snowpaw could reply, Larkpaw knocked Snowpaw out of the way and smiled back at Hawkpaw.
Coming back to present, Snowpaw almost screamed in frustration as she began tearing up Larkpaw's and Hawkpaw's nests'; wondering if this would be the last night they would ever sleep here.