Yes, it's still Cinnamonpaw's POV, as this whole story will be.
"Maybe I'll see you again sometime!" Stonepaw called mockingly as she padded off to join Icepaw.
"I'm sure you will." I growled under my breath, spotting Jasperpaw, Duskpaw, and Ivypaw sitting across camp.
"Morning Cinnamonpaw," Rockpaw mewed, padding put of the apprentice's den, "You're up early."
"Had to do Morning patrol, before sunrise." I yawned.
"Again?" He mewed, "You have to do Morning patrol more than any other cat!"
"I know," I mewed, "Stonepaw ends up with me most of the time too."
"I really hate her," Rockpaw mewed. I nodded in agreement. I had only been here for two days but already I knew that the apprentices had social groups, and ranks. It seemed like Mosspaw was a floater, she was everyone's friend, except Stonepaw's. Stonepaw had one real friend, and that was Icepaw. Icepaw, Skypaw, and Mosspaw were the leader's kits, ranking high on social status. Specklepaw, Nightpaw, Stonepaw, Jasperpaw, and Duskpaw were all clanborn, making their status just under Nightstar's kits. Ivypaw was next, her parents were kittypets but since she had been in the clans since she was two moons old she was more accepted. Fogpaw and I lay on the bottom of this social stack because Fogpaw was half-clan. Her father was Ashtail and her mother was Amberfur, who was from Rainclan. I had been a loner through my kithood, luckily the clan didn't know who my parents were, or my social status may have hit rock bottom, not that is was very high in the first place.
"Come on Duskpaw! Come with us, no need to hang around with those outsiders!" Icepaw and Stonepaw called across the clearing.
"No thanks," Duskpaw called back, "I'd rather stay here than hang out with the rejects!"
Rejects, that was the group of cats with no friends, or that nocat liked. This group was comprised of three cats, Fogpaw, Stonepaw, and Icepaw. The Outsiders were me and Ivypaw, cats that were not clanborn, or lived outside of the clans at some point in their life.
"You'll join us someday!" Icepaw called back.
"You're right! He will join you someday Icepaw." Rockpaw yowled, "IN SKYCLAN!"
"What about me mouse-brain?" Stonepaw called.
"You'll never be in Skyclan. You will have to wander with the dark cats in the Forest of Shadows!" Rockpaw hissed.
"What's the Forest of Shadows?" I asked Ivypaw.
"The Forest of Shadows is a dark place where cats that have defied the Warrior Code in life go because Skyclan will not accept them." Ivypaw whispered.
"Ok," I mewed uncertainly, I had learned that Skyclan was the clan of the ancestors, and I thought that all cats went there after death. Apparently I had been wrong, and I hoped that my past, and my parents would not affect my path in the afterlife.
"Don't worry," Rockpaw mewed comfortingly, "You yourself have to do the deed, Skyclan sees things like that." I purred happily, Rockpaw always understood me, but I didn't know why.
"Cinnamonpaw!" came Shadowpelt's all to familiar call.
"Coming Shadowpelt!" I called back, sighing heavily, "Where are we going now?"
"Hunting patrol with Ashtail and Mosspaw." Shadowpelt explained. Thank all the great powers of the universe that Stonepaw was staying in camp.
"Hello Cinnamonpaw." Mosspaw greeted kindly as I padded up beside her.
"Hey Mosspaw," I replied.
"Have you been hunting before?" Mosspaw asked, excitement bubbling in her eyes.
"Only once," I mewed, shuffling my paws, "I mostly get sent out on Border patrols."
"Oh," Mosspaw mewed, "It's really fun!"
"Hush now, you'll scare away all the prey." Ashtail murmured, dropping into a crouch.
Just then, the soft thuds of running paws came from behind us, and Cheetahspot raced into us, knocking me over.
"Ashtail, Fogpaw has fallen down a ravine. She's back at camp but Mapletongue doesn't know how long she'll last." Cheetahspot panted breathlessly.
Dun Dun Dun. What will happen to poor little Fogpaw? Only I know. Muahaha! I will keep you all waiting for the next chapter. Don't worry, the wait won't be too long, I hope
