Chapter two: Spasms
Firepaw came home, tired from his big day out. All morning he had been training with Bluestar, and then he went on the Sunhigh patrol with Bluestar, Graystripe and Lionheart. As soon as he got in the camp he went straight to the freshkill pile and delivered his catch. He then collected 3 freshkill. One for him, one for Spottedleaf and one for One-eye.
One-eye could not fetch for himself. One-eye had spasms. They were caused by eating raw berries. He would get over it eventually, but it might be still a half-moon till he was properly healed.
"Here you go, One-eye, eat up," Firepaw said, handing over the freshkill.
"You don't have to treat me like a baby, youngun" One-eye replied. He was grumpy because everyone kept treating him like a kit that had just been born.
After he had eaten and finished sharing tongues with Graypaw, Firepaw had to go get more moss from just outside the camp. He dragged a heap of moss into the apprentice's den and pushed out the old moss. When he was finally done, he curled up into a ball and drifted into sleep.
Firepaw turned around. There stood a small, tortoiseshell cat he had never seen before although he had the scent of Thunderclan.
"Who-who are you?" Firepaw asked.
"Do not fear me, dear one, I am Redtail, I was the deputy of Thunderclan. I am part of Starclan now." The red cat replied.
"Wait, so you are Dustpelt's old mentor? He told me a lot about you" Firepaw reported.
"Oh did he? Yes, he was a good apprentice," Redtail replied with a sad glint in his eye,
"I came here to tell you. There is someone you cannot trust. Trust in Ravenpaw, he knows the truth." That moment, Redtail started to fade away.
"Wait! Redtail! Tell me who it is!" Firepaw exclaimed, but there was no reply.
In that instance, Firepaw was nudged awake.
"What's up with you? Can't a cat get a wink of sleep around here?" Sandpaw snapped at Firepaw. It was dawn, and the dawn patrol had just left.
"Oh good, Firepaw, you're awake," Bluestar's voice floated from across the other side of the camp, "grab a piece of freshkill and come with me, we are going to battle train." Great, Firepaw thought, gloomily. He was too tired and too nervous to battle.
"Bluestar, I had a weird dream. It was of some cat called Redtail, Dustpaw's old mentor; he told me that there is someone I cannot trust." Firepaw said suddenly, leaving out the part about trusting Ravenpaw. Bluestar's pupils turned wide.
"Do not worry about it dear one, it will only get to your head," Bluestar said, suddenly angry.
"What does it mean though? Surely I should know?" Firepaw asked, taken aback.
"I said, do not worry, little one" Bluestar replied again, more calmly this time, "lets go! Or else we will be late."