Chapter 1:

"That was my squirrel, Kestrelpaw!" mewed Robinpaw, his sister, who always thought she was the 'special one'.

"Well at least I caught it." he responded scornfully. Why is my sister such a stupid know-it all? Why can't she be more like Heatherflower? Okay, maybe I do make it obvious that I like her, but I don't care. I hate Robinpaw sometimes.

"Shut-up about the squirrel. Its fresh-kill now." ordered Robinpaw's strict mentor, Amberlight.

"Yes, Amberlight." mumbled Robinpaw and Kestrelpaw in sync.

"If your assesments go well," began Fawnclaw, Kestrelpaw's mentor, "You will sit vigil as warriors tonight." Excitement bubbled inside Kestrelpaw's belly as soon as he heard the word 'warriors'. Ha! We'll be warriors before Sootpaw, Leafpaw and Fernpaw, even though they are older! I can't wait to order them to search the elders for ticks!

"I wish Cloudpaw was training to be a warrior too." meowed Robinpaw. Their sister, Cloudpaw was the medicine cat apprentice. Kestrelpaw assumed she'd be getting her name soon, although she too was younger than Sootpaw, Fernpaw and Leafpaw, and it gernerally takes longer for medicine cats to train. Even though she is gentle with cats she treating, she is never gentle with me when I have a thorn in my pad. She's just like Robinpaw with a puffy white pelt.

"I call down on my warrior ancestors to look down on these apprentices. They have trained hard to learn your noble code, and I command then nto warriors in their turn. Robinpaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code and defend your clan, even at the cost of your life?"

"I do." Robinpaw's voice rang out strong throughout the camp.

"From this moment on, you shall be known as Robinfoot. StarClan honors you for your speed and agility, and welcomes you as a full warrior of SkyClan."

"Kestrelpaw," Sandstar began.

"Do you promise to uphold the warrior code and defend your clan with your life?"

"I do" Kestrelpaw said quietly.

"From this moment on, you shall be known as Kestrelwing. StarClan honors your fierce loyalty and compassion, and welcomes you as a full warrior of SkyClan."

"Robinfoot! Kestrelwing! Robinfoot! Kestrelwing!" the clan chanted. Kestrelwing could make out the voices of Cloudpaw, and their parents, Gorsefoot and Treecloud.

Suddenly, Kestrelwing saw a gray, shadowy figure in the didtance, as the clearing was an open space, a view of almost the entire territory. As the figure came closer, he managed to make out that it was a cat, but he still didn't know which one. At least it's not a badger, but it could be an invader. As the figure came closer through the trees, he managed to make out the RiverClan warrior, Shallowstream, who soon reached the camp. Everyone stared.

"You smell funny." snorted Gingerkit. She hadn't seen any cat outside of SkyClan before.

"I come from RiverClan. To me, you smell funny, too. But I came to speak to your leader. Where is he?"

"He is right here." Sandstar had obviously spooked the young RiverClan tabby.

"You need to help us. It's the other clans. All of them. They're attacking our camp and have already killed one of our elders and injured a kit! I'm sorry if this is a bad time, but we really need your help if there are to be five clans in the forest..."

"ThunderClan and WindClan wouldn't do that without good reason... ShadowClan, maybe, but not the other two. What has RiverClan done?" mewed Sandstar.

"They say a clan who eats fish does not belong! I swear by StarClan, RiverClan has done nothing!" the RiverClan cat responded. "They say Fallenfeather had a sign from StarClan... but StarClan would not kill elders or attack kits..."

"We will come. Robinfoot, Kestrelwing, the vigil will simply have to wait. I'll lead a patrol-"

"Wait!" shouted Grayclaw, the fluffy, and a bit, well, mousebrained SkyClan deputy from the other edge of the cam. He may be stupid, but he had very accute hearing.

"It's your last life, Sandstar. You are not going into battle."

"Try stopping me." he responded. "I will lead a patrol to attack the right side of the camp, with me I'll take Treecloud, Amberlight, Leafpaw, Pufftail, Flamefur and Sootpaw. Grayclaw, you take Robinfoot, Gorsefoot, Nightclaw, Fernpaw, Kestrelwing, Russetpelt and Lightningblaze to the left."

Soon enough, they were in the scene of the battle. This is awful! Thank StarClan it's not the SkyClan camp.

"SkyClan, ATTACK!" Sandstar's wail could have been heard by all the kittypets in the Twolegplace. Kestrelwing lunged himslf on to a slim ShadowClan she-cat whom he did not recognize.

"Oh look," she growled. "the tree-leapers have come to help. Aww. Too bad there are no trees to escape into, huh tree-leaper? Scared?"

"Foxhearts!" growled Kestrelwing. He took the she-cat down with ease, with but a scratch on his right ear.

"Who's scared now?" he taunted. The ShadowClan cat ran away.

"Kestrelwing..." began Gorsefoot. "that was the ShadowClan deputy. Good job! I'm so proud to call you my son."

"Thank-you, but save the compliments for after the battle. We're losing!"

"Sorry."

Kestrelwing was getting worried. ThunderClan ishurting kits! When will this end? It had better be soon. Kestrelwing glanced at a dark brown ThunderClan she-cat attacking a queen, but she obviously didn't want to, as she was fighting lightly, trying hard not to hurt the brown-pink tabby.

"RiverClan, retreat!" yowled Rootstar, and Kestrelwing could sense that something had happened. He looked around, only to find the limp body of their leader. Mine and Robinfoot's ceremony was the last one he'd ever do. I can't belive he's gone...

"SkyClan, RETREAT!" screeched Grayclaw.