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"Where are we going today, brother," I asked while trying to keep up with him. My older brother, Silentfire, just looked down at me with his yellow eyes but didn't utter a single meow.

I just sighed knowing it was useless to get a word out of the silent tom. I looked around the green forest. The beautiful days of warm and comfort were turning into the cold and dreary days of leaf-bare. My brother wasn't a real supporter of the cold days. He much more proffered the sun's warmth on his pelt instead of the cold icy wind. I didn't really care much for I was born in the middle of the cold season.

"Silentfire, when do you think I will become a warrior like you?" I asked trying to get a response out of the silent tom.

"I do not know, Nightpaw, I do not know," Silentfire said as he turned into a run. I, with a small yelp, followed him. Which was no easy task on my small apprentice legs. We shortly stopped though at the border that separates Thunderclan and Shadowclan. The horrible smell of Shadowclan entered my open mouth.

"Nightpaw, you know this is the border," Silentfire asked as he started out past our territory and into the lands unknown to me. I nodded, my mentor showed me this border a while ago. I wonder why he asked, "Good, because I hope you will never have to cross it." I stared stunned at my older brother. Wasn't the whole purpose of being a warrior to protect your clan, and doesn't that mean you have to fight the other clans. I didn't want to know so I quickly changed the subject.

"Silentfire, can we go hunt?" I asked with my tail gently waving in the air, hoping he would say yes. My brother just nodded and we turned. We then went our own ways back into the depths of our territory that I knew. My brother went off following the scent of rabbit that hung in the air.

My brother didn't say a word as he left. He was always silent, hence his name Silentfire. I had feeling that he didn't want me to cross the border because that's how our parents died. I never met them, well I mean I never met them that I could remember. I was only a kit when they died. I pushed the thoughts away and put my nose in the air. I turned and followed the trail of a mouse.

I was only a tail lengths away from it when it put its nose in the air, and ran down a hole. I yowled with frustration and put my nose back into the air. I then set off trying to find another.

I headed back towards camp some time later. Two mice dangled from their tails, which were clamped tightly in my mouth. I dropped the prey onto the fresh-kill pile and set off towards my friend and brother.

Oakpaw looked up from his half-finished meal as I approached, and pushed it towards me with a paw. I gave him a grateful look and sat down beside him. Waterpaw, a pale gray she-cat, watched Silentfire enter. A rabbit in his mouth. I didn't bat a single ear, I knew he would catch it. My older brother was one of the fastest runners in Thunderclan.

"Your so lucky that you got to go hunting," Waterpaw said with a trail of jealousy in it, "I got stuck cleaning out the elder's den. Have you noticed how cranky Oldclaw is, no wonder he's old!" I rolled my eyes, no duh he's old, hence his name.

"You complain too much," I said with a small yawn. Waterpaw jumped onto my back with a spring, claws sheathed.

"What did you say, furball?" She hissed into my ear, trying to keep me pinned to the ground.

"I said you complain too much!" I said then jumped to my paws sending Waterpaw into the fresh-kill pile. Oakpaw watched this with amusement and gave a deep purr. Number one mistake of the day for Waterpaw jumped at him next. They wrestled in the grass until Waterpaw had Oakpaw pinned to the ground. He tried to get back up but it was too late.

"Fine, I give up, you win," Oakpaw said while going limp and defenseless. Waterpaw released her hold but that was the second mistake of the day. Oakpaw shot his paws into the air sending Waterpaw, head first, right back into the fresh-kill pile. She disappeared in the heap. A moment later, her head appeared with a mouse in her mouth. She spit it out and said with a pout, "I will get you guys back one day!" Oakpaw and I just exchanged amused looks.

"Icestar! Icestar!" The cries of Cherryblossom , the medicine cat, came from the nursery. Icestar, the pale gray leader, jumped down from his den and ran to the nursery. Worry flashed in his ice-blue eyes.

"What is it, Cherryblossom," Icestar asked while stopping in front of her.

"Your kits are born," Cherryblossom said. Icestar started at her with wonder. She moved out of the way to let him through and he followed. I just loved kits, there soft fur and sweet milk scent. I heard a loud purr from the nursery and I had to purr to. Icestar has seen his kits for the first time. I would of went in but I knew I had to wait a while and let Moontail, his mate, rest.

"I can't believe that Moontail is having kits, wait claw that, I mean I can't believe Moontail has kits," Waterpaw said as she lay on her back, her gray tail neatly over her belly.

"It wasn't very long ago that since she was an apprentice herself like we are now," She added as she flipped over to wash behind her ears.

"Waterpaw, are you mouse brain or something?" Oakpaw said while giving her a confused look, "She became a warrior a little after we were born. That is seven moons, you stupid furball!"

"So seven moons is not a very long time anyway," Waterpaw snapped at him. My brother just rolled his bright eyes as Waterpaw's head was turned. I purred with amusement at the two.

"Nightpaw! Where were you today?" Mouseclaw, my mentor, called from the warriors den.

"I was out with Silentfire," I called back, "Icestar said I should go with him because you were resting to go to the Gathering tonight." Mouseclaw got really sick about a quarter of a moon ago. He got really weak and Cherryblossom didn't know if he would survive through it. He did but he was still weak if he went far distances like to the Island. He would never show it though.

"Fine but I have sad news for you three," Mouseclaw padded up to us, "Only Daypaw is going to the Gathering to represent Thunderclan apprentices. She was never there before and she doesn't complain like some of the other apprentices, that we all know so well." His gaze swept over Waterpaw, Oakpaw, and myself. Even though his voice was strict, his gaze showed amusement.

Foxpaw came up with his gray tail waving with excitement. Foxpaw was my last brother and sibling. He was older then Oakpaw and I by a couple of seconds but Silentfire has us all beat by six moons.

"What are you so excited about?" I said as Mouseclaw walked away heading towards the nursery. He was probably going to see his four, five moon old kits. I always liked his kits for they were always playful and humorous, much like their mothers, Squirrelfur.

"Well because Gingertail is sick and Cherryblossom said she wouldn't be able to go. So Icestar chose me to fill her place. It was lucky I was helping Cherryblossom collect herbs or I wouldn't of been able to go," Foxpaw said his face lit up with excitement.

"You suck!" All three of us said at the same time and we jumped on him. We easily pinned him down and we sat on his back so he wouldn't be able to get back up.

"Gerr off-!" Foxpaw started but I put my long tail into his mouth shutting him up. He gave us dirty looks but we just nonchalantly licked out paws.

"Nightpaw! Oakpaw! And Waterpaw!" Came the voice of Quickfeet from the entrance of the camp, "Get off your clan mate!" We all got up in an instant and Foxpaw got up to. His fur brushed out with anger and if Quickfeet weren't there, he probably would of killed us. Though he just turned and walked away with his tail high in the air.

"Sorry, father," Waterpaw said as her father came closer with Waterpaw's sister, Daypaw, following. Daypaw was a small gray she-cat with gray eyes. She didn't speak much and liked being along. She only spoke when a older cat talked to her. She never started a conversation, she ends them.

"Sorry, will never get you anywhere," Quickfeet mewed, "So Oakpaw and Waterpaw, you go and help the elders to see if they have ticks. Nightpaw, you will come with Daypaw and I hunting."

"But I just went hunting the whole morning!" I stammered, taking into full realization of my weary paws that shacked with tiredness.

"This just makes your punishment worse doesn't it," Quickfeet mewed, "Also a true warrior makes sure his, or her, clan comes first. Now move those paws instead of your tongue, and lets go." Quickfeet turned and set off back towards the entrance. Without a word Daypaw followed. With my tail dragging across the ground I padded after them.

As the smells of the camp was behind us, the rich smell of the forest surrounded us. I took a deep breath and felt some of the weariness leave my limbs. My tail raised merrily as the three of us headed towards the lake.

I put my nose up and sniffed the air, trying to track a smell of any prey. The beautiful aroma of fresh mouse was in the area. I spotted it scuffling around under a could of dead leaves. I guessed trying to make a small nest for the cold season of leaf bare.

I carefully approached the spot. The mouse stopped scuffling as I accidentally hit the ground with my tail. I paused, stone frozen, and felt my heart leap as the mouse started going again, pushing the noise away as just the wind. It looked up but it was its last move before I jumped and killed it with a swift blow to the neck.

I got up and headed back to where I left the two. They were sitting on the ground, waiting for me. A dead mouse already next to them.

"Daypaw got one just a bit before you. Though she accidentally cracked a dead leaf, scaring the mouse. She caught it all the same," Quickfeet said with a purr, "I guess she inherited my quick feet."

"Though it appears clearly that she doesn't have your fast tongue," I murmured to myself in a whisper.

"What was that, Nightpaw?" Quickfeet said still looking at his daughter with pride.

"Nothing, nothing at all," I said quickly. That was close one, I guess my whisper was louder then I expected. Thought Daypaw stared at me with her dark gray eyes. I had a fearing suspicion that she heard what I said about her and her father. I gazed back wondering if she would say something. She flashed me a look of amusement but then it was covered and no emotion showed. I had a feeling she wouldn't say anything.

"Nightpaw and Daypaw, we will split up and meet at the camp," Quickfeet said, "I want you to return at least with two mice. Though Daypaw come back early because your going to the Gathering and you must rest."

Quickfeet turn and left his footsteps barely heard. I was going to speak to Daypaw but she vanished into a clump of tall ferns. I rolled my eyes and scented the air trying to find the scent of prey. The smell of a sparrow floated over to me.

I carefully went closer and spotted it. I jumped but the bird flew up and vanished into the tops of the trees. I ruffled my fur and set off again following the scent of a thrush.

I returned to camp with a thrush, a mouse, and a small rabbit. I dropped it on the pile. My feet stumbled underneath me as I headed towards the apprentice den. Only Foxpaw was there. I went to the nest opposite of him and curled up for sleep. I fell asleep with my tail neatly over my nose

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"Hey, Nightpaw, wake up!" The voice of Waterpaw mewed while poking me with a small paw. I opened my eyes to see that Waterpaw was over me, "We have to go on dawn patrol."

I groaned and got up while washing my dark fur. Waterpaw sat beside me with an impatient look on her face. I paused between mid-lick and said, "Were going now, aren't we?" Waterpaw nodded.

I got up and followed the little gray she-cat out of the apprentice den. With a yawn we padded over to where Mouseclaw and Twilight were waiting.

"Where are we going today?' I yawned while stretching my short, stiff legs.

"Windclan border," Twilight mewed while licking a front paw, "They have been marking every single grass along the border." My fur bristled, did they expect to take Thunderclan territory. They wouldn't get away with it if I had anything to say about it. Twilight nodded like she approved of my behavior. Mouseclaw looked amused, and Waterpaw looked like she could care less.

"Come on or the next patrol will be done before we can even start," Mouseclaw said with a small purr and we went out the entrance.

Birds chirped merrily as they wake up to another beautiful shining morning. Leafbare felt like moons away but I could feel its cold grasp ruffle my fur. I also had a feeling it wasn't going to be a nice Leafbare.

"Nightpaw! Get your tail out of your head and hurry up!" Twilight yowled as I stopped to think. I threw her a dirty look but followed all the same. My dark gray fur brushed the ferns slightly as I ran through the forest towards the Windclan border.

I caught up to Waterpaw and together we made out way along after our mentors. I sniffed the air in front o f me. My fur bristled as I recognized the scent.

"Windclan!" I hissed, "And there close, really close."

"But were not even near the border yet," Waterpaw cried with astonishment, "They wouldn't dare cross the border would they?"

"It smells like they have," Mouseclaw said, "We'll tell Icestar after were done."

"It's a shame though," Twilight sighed, "Right after his kits are born, he has to deal with those mindless idiots of Windclan, its just plain sad."

My fur bristled with extra anger as we made our way along the border. Icestar will barely have any time with his kits at this pace. I looked over my shoulder, I don't know why I just did, and I swore I saw a flash of gray through the ferns but it went so fast I didn't know if it was real. I just blinked and let if pass.

We made our way along the border and quickly returning to the camp. The camp was awake and in motion. Mouseclaw made his way to the nursery, I decided to follow. Icestar was laying by his mate, Moonlight, who had three little kits sucking at her belly trying to get milk. Icestar looked up as we entered.

"Aren't they just beautiful," Icestar said watching his kits with love and admiration in his ice-blue eyes. One kit had a white colored breast but the rest were dark gray. The white one was a she-cat while the two gray ones were toms.
"Icestar, their beautiful but I need to talk to you privately and urgently," Mouseclaw said calmly. Icestar threw him a questioning look but followed him all the same. I turned to the kits and purred when the she-cat got away but her mother put her back with a swipe of her tail.

"What's their names?" I asked while Moontail started to wash her kits.

"The white she-cat is Cinderkit after Icestar's sister and your mother, Cindermellow," Moontail said softly, still weak from giving birth to three little kits, "The larger of the two gray kits is Darkkit named after my brother who died shortly after he was born. Then the final one is Lionkit after Icestar and Cindermellow's father, Lionclaw."

"There beautiful kits and-" I started but a yowl interrupted me.

"Windclan is here!"

Finally I finished that is nine freaking pages on word. Then also my computer froze when I was at page four and cancelled everything so I had to start over. Though I'm glad that I did it, and I hope you review. If you don't bad things will happen.