Chapter 2

"So what are we doing today?" Amberpaw asked her mentor Emberheart.

"Nothing exciting I'm afraid. There is not enough water and moss for the elders. We have to collect the water from the Cave and after that if you are not tired, we can have some hunting practice." Emberheart replied. Amberpaw hearing this immediately felt excitement. Her first time to leave the camp! Oh how exciting that would be.

"All right, that sounds exciting enough for today. When will we go? With who?" Amberpaw asked once more.

"My, you are filled with questions aren't you? We will go right not with your brother Cloudpaw. Ferretpaw has been assigned to collect herbs with the medicine cat."

Amberpaw felt a twinge of sympathy for Ferretpaw, but it quickly went away when the group left fr the cave. The cave was huge and vast! There was so much water yet the ground was shallow. There were a lot of moss to the sides and the bottom. The group quickly scratched up some moss and brought it to the camp.

"Well done! Amberpaw are you not tired? How about you, Cloudpaw?" They both shook their heads no.

"All right then, I guess a little hunting lesson wouldn't hurt."

We walked towards the training hallow. Amberpaw had only seen glimpses of the training hallow wihen the older apprentices were training. Amberpaw had been excited the whole day and shee felt confident that she could overcome anything.

Therefore, she jumped into the training hallow. She was not ready for the strange feeling of sand. She landed at an awkward angle and dusted herself off immediately. After the shock wore down, she began to admire the texture of the sane. It was not like water, it was more like pebbles but so much smaller. It felt like rock water. That's it! Rock water!

Finally, Rockpelt and Emberheart padden down.

"Before we get into anything, do you apprentices know anything abut hunting? Can you show me your hunting crouches?"

They were eager to show off their skills and got into a crouch more like a battle stance then a hunting crouch. The moment they were born, the kits had bugan to play warrior life, and they did not know the difference between the hunting stance and the battle stance.

The mentors chuckled silently for a few moments and began to criticize.

"Amberpaw, your hindlegs are too far apart. Your tail is twitiching like crazy! Your front paws seem like they are about to run away from you. Stop breathing so loudly! You sound like you are in a fozes den with no way to get out! Yur belly is too high, crouch lower! Cloudpaw, your stance is a perfect battle stance! That is not what we want. Hindlegs are too in, spread them out a little. No! Don't unsheath your claws, learn to control!"

The day dragged on, and the two apprentices were exhausted by the time they were done.

"Allright. Tomorrow we will try to hunt actual prey. Go on and help look for ticks and you can rest. Nice job today."

And with that the appretices worked without feelings, they were too exhausted. After they were done with all their chroes, they collasped on their beds and slept.

Amberpaw woke up the next day, the sun barely coming out.

"All cats! Wake up! Foxes are coming!" A voice from outside is heard yowling.

Amberpaw sprang up and scampered out the den to see three huge foxes leaping in the air to latch themselves on the cat that had yowled.

It was Firefoot, one of the most loyal clan cats in Thunderclan.