Chp1
Authors note: I don't own warriors.
Hi! My name is Flamingfang. I'm still a baby mouse, not yet ready to be apprenticed. I haven't got much longer to wait. "Hey. What's up?" A brown baby mouse came up to me. That would be Sharpfang. My half brother.
"Sharpfang, get back to the nursery, NOW! You're too young to be out. And Flamingfang, get back in soon!" That's our mom, Flyingtail. Sharpfang is my half brother, as my father is a rat. That's right. A dirty, filthy street rat. Sharpfang's father is Longfur. We share a mother. My mother was raped by a street rat.
And that makes me a hybrid. Most of my clan is used to it. And I'll be useful to them. A rat is a lot stronger than a mouse. I don't look like a rat, but I am nearly as strong as some of the apprentices.
Only Batwing hasn't gotten used to me yet. He calls me a mixbreed everyday. He's just jealous. He is a mixbreed too. His grandfather was a bat. He has a pair of wings on his back.
Till I came along, he was the special one. Now I was. The pair of wings can be helpful in escaping from cats and gathering food. But with my strength, I'll grow up to gather food way faster than him. And can fight well too.
"I'm gonna get some food first mother!" I called to Flyingtail.
I walked toward the food pile. There were so many seeds and insects. I walked towards the last earthworm, it looks so juicy. Just then, Batwing flew past and took off with the earthworm firmly in his paws.
"A mix breed like you shouldn't eat such good food!" he jeered.
Errrrr. Just wait till I become a warrior.
"Ignore him. He's just jealous." I turned. It was my crush, Lotusfang. Like her mother, Rushingwater, her fur is pure white, her eyes blue; she's even prettier than her mother.
"Hey, do you want that beetle?"
"No, you..you can have it!" I said.
I blushed. Like her fur, mine was white. But with a dorsal stripe across it.
I can bet its red now. Lotusfang took the beetle. I sighed. I'll never have her.
I stuffed my face in the food pile and got out a few ants and a few seeds.
I walk back to the nursery. Just then, Skyteller walked past. I bowed in respect and waited for him to pass me. He didn't. I looked up.
"Good news, young Flamingfang. I have spoken to your mother and also Rushingwater. They think you, Sharpfang and Lotusfang are ready to become apprentices. We hold the ceremony at sunhigh." He told me.
"Thank you, Skyteller." I ducked my head again. I maybe calm out side, but inside I'm just bursting with excitement and happiness. Aprentice! At last!
"You may be dismissed, Flamingfang."
"Yes, Skyteller."