DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN ANY OF THE WARRIOR CHARACTERS! Except i own Bluepaw, and my BEST friend owns Tigerpaw! I had her permission! ERIN HUNTER OWNS THE REST!
CH.1
Fireheart woke up, smelling the early dawn air. Fireheart felt Sandstorm's soft fur next to his. Fireheart purred silently to himself. All of the sudden long haired white tom stood over him.
"COME ON, FIREHEART! Lets go train!" The tom said, pushing Fireheart.
Fireheart sighed, "OK, just keep your voice down. Sandstorm's sleeping. First of all, do you want to eat fir-" Fireheart was cut off by a white she-cat with ginger splotches, jumping on him.
"Brightpaw don't do that." a big white tom scolded.
"Aw...fine, Whitestorm." Brightpaw made a quick smirk and swiftly turned around around and leaped on Cloudpaw.
"Come here you!" Cloudpaw ran towards her. Brightpaw let out a quick mrrow and dodged.
"Come on, Cloudpaw. Do you want to train?" Fireheart inquired.
"Oh! Yes, yes, yes i so want to!" Cloudpaw scurried out of the den, and ran to the training hollow. Fireheart, Brightpaw and Whitestorm, came zooming by Cloudpaw.
"Hey!" Cloudpaw playfully screeched. Brightpaw giggled a little.
"OK. You already know the basics, we're going to battle train." Whitestorm said.
"Aw, I wanted to spar with Brightpaw..." Cloudpaw scuffled his paws. Whitestorm and Fireheart raised one of there top whisker. Cloudpaw just silently giggled.
"Well, aren't you in a giggly mood today." Fireheart mewed.
Whitestorm sighed, " Well, OK, you two can spar. BUT, if any of you unsheathe your claws-"
"WE won't!" Cloudpaw and Brightpaw both mewed at the same time.
Cloudpaw was waiting for Brightpaw to make her move. All of a sudden, Cloudpaw gets into a hunting crouch.
"What a weird apprentice." Whitestorm mewed. Fireheart let out a mrrooww.
Cloudpaw was silently(crouching down) walking towards Brightpaw. Brightpaw, of course, was upwind, and Cloudpaw was downwind.
YES! She can't smell me!Cloudpaw thought. Brightpaw tried to sniff, but all she could smell was Fireheart and Whitestorm. Cloudpaw leaped, dodging Brightpaw's attempting scratch, and landing on her, pinning her down.
"Alright! I give, you're squishing me!" Brightpaw tried to force the words out.
"Alright, how 'bout we hunt. The fresh kill-pile is low on food." Fireheart meowed.
"OK." Brightpaw mewed. All of the way to a good hunting ground, Brightpaw played with Cloudpaw.
"OK, we might have to split up." Fireheart mewed. Whitestorm ran north, Fireheart ran south, Cloudpaw ran West and Brightpaw ran East.
"Hmmm... I smell, Mouse." Cloudpaw whispered to himself, while hiding under a bush. Cloudpaw crept closer to the tree, about two fox tails away, just then
a snake popped out of no wheres chasing the mouse.
The mouse tried to scurry away but the snake was to fast. It ate the mouse WHOLE. It turned towards Cloudpaw.
Cloudpaw ran, ran and ran. But the snake flew at him, and bit his leg. Cloudpaw yowled.
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"What was that?" Inquired a tortoiseshell she-cat.
"What is it, Spottedleaf?" Sandstorm asked, coming into the medicine den.
"I heard a cat yowling. Sandstorm, follow me." Spottedleaf mewed, running out of the den, carrying herbs. Sandstorm obediently followed. Another cat with a fluffy gray tabby pelt, came running up.
"What happened?" He asked.
"Nothing much, Graystripe. We heard a yowl." Spottedleaf said, as she kept running.
"Can I come just in case it's a invasion?" Graystripe asked. Spottedleaf rolled her eyes.
"I take that as a yes." Graystripe mewed.
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"OK! I found you, Whitestorm. I heard Cloudpaw scream." Fireheart said.
"Where's, Brightpaw?" Whitestorm asked.
"Here!" Brightpaw huffed, as she ran up with a rabbit in her mouth.
"Look, there's Cloudpaw." Fireheart meowed.
"Hey Snake!" Sandstorm jumped on it. The snake died in one bite to the neck.
"Sandstorm, Spottedleaf, Cinderpaw, Graystripe?" Fireheart inquired. Cinderpelt looked at Fireheart. Then she ran to Cloudpaw, putting marigold and cobweb on the wound.
"Fireheart, Whitestorm and Graystripe. Carry Cloudpaw to camp. Me, Cinderpaw, Sandstorm and Brightpaw will meet you there with the prey." While the rest of the cats got to camp, they put the prey in the fresh kill-pile and went to the medicine den.
"Is he OK?" Brightpaw inquired.
"Let's see..." Spottedleaf took a deep breath, "the snake was poisonous. I'm sorry. It'll take a while for him to recover." She finished. Brightpaw started to sob. Fireheart walked to Cinderpaw.
"So- uh, he's going to be OK, right?" Fireheart asked, uneasily.
"Why? Do you not trust her?" Cinderpaw asked.
"Oh! Um, of course i so. Why wouldn't I? Besides she is the medicine cat." Fireheart mewed.
"OK." Cinderpaw curled up, and shut her eyes.