Once again, Edited and revised by Dewfrost! Do continue
"Brambo, come over here," Bluestar ordered Brambleclaw. He stepped forward, surprised not only because his former leader was appearing to him, but also because he had called him 'Brambo.'
When Brambleclaw had reached Bluestar, she reeled off what she had appeared to him.
"A new and dreadful prophecy had arisen. You are one of the chosen, yada yada yada, same old story. Meet three other cats on the half moon and do as midnight tells you. Okay? Okay." She finished quickly, and turned on her tail to leave. "Maybe I'll make it back before Deadfoot eats all the pizza..."
"Wait!" Brambo called. "Aren't you supposed to tell me something else?"
Bluestar looked thoughtful for a moment.
"Oh yeah!" She mewed, memory flooding into her eyes. "Spottedleaf is out of Firestar slide shows, and asked me to ask you if you could make a few memories of him so she could come in the night and steal them. She clawed me until I promised I'd ask."
Brambleclaw nodded, though this wasn't what he had been expecting.
"Okay, bye then!" Bluestar meowed brightly. "Oh, and you didn't have anything bad to eat. You'll consider in the morning. Dont listen to yourself. And FYI, no one wants to hear you doubt yourself and be all emotional. It's rather sad."
Brambleclaw dipped his head yet again, for this was true. Bluestar finally prowled away towards her pizza, fading like dew in the early morning.
That was when Brambleclaw decided to wake up. He found some shadowy forms above him, one that he recognized as Sorreltail. "He's sooo cute when he sleeps," she mewed dreamily to her compainion, who Brambleclaw managed to make out as Whitepaw.
"He's awake!" she squealed, and the two she-cats scampered away from the warriors den, giggling. Brambleclaw sighed; He had become used to the fan girls by now. He pulled himself upright to groom his dark tabby fur.
"How do you DO that?" Brackenfur exclaimed, sitting up. He had been awake long enough to witness the appearance of the Brambleclaw's stalkers.
Brambleclaw shrugged. "Work out, I guess," he replied. "You know, look strong and fit and all that."
Brackenfur thought for a moment.
"Do you think Sorreltail would like me more if I tried a tough guy image?"
Brambleclaw faught hard to stifle a snort of laughter. Brackenfur? Tough guy? Now that would be funny. Brackenfur was too...Brackenfur-ey to be tough.
Controlling his voice, he advised " No, I wouldn't try it." Brackenfur looked disappointed, and padded out of the den. Brambleclaw was one of the last warriors left in his nest. Blinking sleep from his eyes, he stepped into the sunlit ThunderClan clearing.
"Brambleclaw," a voice beckoned him. He turned around to see Cloudtail, flanked by his mate Brightheart. "Thornclaw wants you to go on a patrol with him." Brambleclaw nodded, glad he wasn't going with any of the she-cats who belonged to his fan club. It was rather hard to hunt with them giggling all the time.
Brambleclaw saw Thornclaw by the fresh-kill pile, picking out a particularly tasty vole. The prey was plentiful and plump- it was the height of greenleaf, after all.
Brambleclaw padded over. Thornclaw spotted him and meowed, "Ready to go?"
"Holy StarClan!" Thornclaw exclaimed a little while later on the patrol, deep in the forest. "A badger! Kill it Brambleclaw, KILL it!" He danced up and down on his paws. "Oh ew, ew, what if it has rabies? What if it BITES me? EEEEK!"
Brambleclaw threw a look at the older warrior. "You cant KILL a badger, Thornclaw. It will kill US."
Thornclaw's eyes widened, then he shook himself. "Too right you are!" he mewed with apparant confidence, but Brambleclaw could still tell his voice was faltering. The badger swung near them.
"Like oh my gosh!" A voice squealed. "I'll like, so totally save you!" Brambleclaw felt his jaw drop and he whipped around to see Squirrelpaw. He groaned inwardly. Squirrelpaw was one of the only she-cats in clan who didn't belong to the Brambleclaw Club. The only other ones without a mate already were Cinderpelt and Squirrelpaw's sister Leafpaw- and that was only because they were medicine cats.
So why should he groan? The reason was simple: Squirrelpaw was a hyper, fast talking, preppy, annoying, she-cat. And to Brambleclaw's displeasure, he found himself attracted to her insane insanity.
And so Firestar's daughter flew in front of Brambleclaw, growling at the badger. "Dude, back off!" She mewed in that high pitched voice that Brambleclaw dreaded and cherished at the same time. His annoyance took over and he meowed importantly, "Squirrelpaw! Get away from it!"
The badger had advanced on the orange apprentice. Thornclaw had hidden under a bush, still squealing, "Squish it Brambleclaw, SQUISH it!"
Brambleclaw simply lifted Squirrelpaw from the ground and carried her a little ways away. The badger had already forgotten what it was doing, so it loped away to sniff some roses, a rather stupid action has it would result in the inbedding of rose thorns in its nose.
"Like oh my Starclan, Brambo, you didn't have to like, drag me over here!" Squirrelpaw fumed from in the undergrowth. Thornclaw was sitting quietly, thrilled at his narrow escape that hadn't been so narrow. Seeing that Thornclaw wasn't going to act as the senior warrior this time, Brambleclaw retorted, "What were you doing here by yourself, anyway?"
Squirrelpaw rolled her eyes and answered. "Like, Dustpelt was totally with his beloved Ferncloud- they are like, so into each other it's not even funny- and couldn't take me for training, so I decided to go with you guys!"
Brambleclaw hissed at her before going to the spot where he had buried a catch and retrieving it.
"Let's get back to camp," Thornclaw intervened, finally regaining composure. Brambleclaw pretended that Thornclaw had reacted normally to the badger. Squirrelpaw, however, was not being so kind.
"Like, who am I?" She teased. "Oh my gosh SAVE ME! its a big mean badger- ahhhhh!" Thornclaw ignored her, so she made faces behind his back.
When they arrived at camp, everyone was in a frenzy. "Where's Squirrelpaw?" Firestar panicked. Rushing around, he checked the apprentice's den. Brambleclaw saw him lift a small rock and peer under, mewing, "Squirrelpaw, are you in there?"
Brambleclaw rushed to his leader's side, deciding to tell him about the badger later- though he needn't have worried about it, as the badger was currently hiding in the forest, whining about the thorns in its nose.
"Squirrelpaw followed us," he murmered to ThunderClan's leader. "She snuck up on us on patrol."
Firestar looked relieved, then angry. "Rawr!" He yowled, racing over to Squirrelpaw, who had begun to slink away towards the medicine cat den, probably to talk to her sister, Leafpaw.
She stopped abruptly, knowing she had been caught red- pawed. Brambleclaw couldn't quite hear their conversation, except for the part where Firestar forbade her from going to the Gathering that night. Squirrelpaw didn't seem too happy about that one. She stormed into the medicine cats' den.
Brambleclaw sighed, lucky he had gotten away without punishment for not taking quicker action with Squirrelpaw. At least, not yet. He sighed before dropping his prey at the fresh kill pile. He was dimly aware of Frostfur and Mousefur gazing at him and mewing quietly together before he padded off to eat.
"No. For the last time, I'm not giving out autographs."
