A/N: Sorry it's taken so long!~~

Okay, I just want to make something clear. Some of the names don't make sense to some of you, I'm sure, but that's because you don't read the fucking descriptions. Or just skim over them. Read them over again in chapter one and try to remember that there is something in the description that strongly influenced that cat's name.

And I know some things don't make sense, just be patient and let the story unfold. All will be become clear soon.

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Poke. Poke. Poke.

"Meh?" I mewed drowsily, eyes blinking open. I was having a peaceful dreamless sleep, and now someone was trying to wake me up. Fox-dung, couldn't they see that I was--

"Wavepaw!" Tsunamipaw's irritated voice snapped. His tail was lashing from side to side obnoxiously. He didn't even apologize as his tail literally slapped Blackenedpaw across the face, waking him up instantly.

Looking up at the dark gray tom with eyes close to the color red, I snapped just as nastily, "What, you arrogant piece of fox-dung?!" Honestly, he should have known better. Everyone knew I was incredibly difficult in the morning.

However, the dark-blue eyed tom did not seem fazed at all. That was the only thing I admired about him. He could take anything I threw at him, even when I was feeling especially nasty. But that was the only thing about Tsunamipaw I admired, mind you.

Something flashed in his eyes and he hissed, "How am I arrogant, exactly?" His body seemed to go rigid, and he lowered his head as if he were about to charge. Evidently, what I had said hurt him. Possibly a lot. Good. I sent a glance at Blackenedpaw, who was giving a pointed 'Are you stupid?' look at Tsunamipaw. Whitepaw was still sound asleep next to me, I could feel it.

I snorted. "Oh, gee Tsunamipaw, I dunno, how you always act as if you're better than everyone else just because your father is deputy? What, do you think that everything will be given to you just because of that?" After moons of living with him in the nursery, I had built up a genuine hate for Tsunamipaw deep in my heart. I hated him, no question about it. And at the same time I secretly looked up to him, awed by his sheer gall. I had always wondered: Why can't I be as confident as him? Have no doubts of myself? There've been many times where I would stare at him for a time when he was asleep and wish and pray to StarClan that they would give me some of his confidence.

But this was not one of those times. No, I knew that right now, as I looked up at him from my nest, my reddish gaze held nothing but contempt.

Which apparently wasn't what Tsunamipaw wanted to see. His eyes widened a fraction and his body became even more rigid, but he said nothing. Hissing quietly, he hastily exited the apprentice's reeds. I blinked, wondering why he had had such a strange reaction. I've told him that too many times to count, why would it effect him now?

"Tsunamipaw's actin' weird." Blackenedpaw deadpanned, voicing my thoughts.

"Hmm." I agreed. Honestly, I didn't really care. Which was a lie, somewhat. When Tsunamipaw's eyes had widened like that, and got this shocked look in them, something in me had regretted saying anything at all. Which doesn't surprise me all that much. He is my Clanmate, it's only natural to feel some concern for him, even if was an arrogant brat. I shrugged it off, but something in the back of my mind kept on quietly nagging me about it.

Licking my sister's forehead, I purred, "Whitepaw, wake up. It's dawn."

Yawning, the white apprentice woke. "Mleh? What?" She mewed in-between yawns as she stretched.

"Oh, yeah. Wavepaw!" Blackenedpaw suddenly meowed, sounding as if he had just remembered something important. Standing up, I looked at him.

"What?" I asked sleepily as I yawned as well.

"Where did you go yesterday?" He sounded curious. I froze for a fraction of a second, before relaxing.

"…I left?" I joked nonchalantly. But when his expression didn't change, I immediately went on the defensive. "What, I'm gone for a little bit and you assume I left camp?" I meant to sound accusing, but it just came out defensive. "Why would I leav--"

"Wavepaw." Blackenedpaw cut me off, his tone serious, although it had a hint of hurt to it. I know why. "We don't keep secrets from each other." Took the words right out of my mouth. It was true, we had never kept anything from each other before. He said it like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

Whitepaw blinked twice, looking confused. "Wavepaw left? I never noticed."

"Well, I did." Blackenedpaw came face-to-face with me, soot-colored eyes serious. He stared me down.

I bristled slightly, before sighing in defeat. "Alright, alright, already!" I growled grumpily. "Remember the little incident at the ColorClan border? Well, I went back there to check it out, y'know, see what happened after. I snuck close to their camp and heard yowling and screeching. Everyone was fighting that Totalpaw--"

"Totaldarkness." Blackenedpaw corrected me. I ignored him.

"--cat. And they were losing. How could so many warriors lose against one apprentice?" I asked, more to myself than anyone else, really.

Whitepaw just stared at me, completely shocked. I could just guess why:

One: her perfect leader of a sister had actually broken the rules, and two: the news that one apprentice had actually taken on all of his Clan's warrior and probably won. Whitepaw never really was the brave type, but neither Blackenedpaw nor I cared.

Blackenedpaw stared at me for a second, silent. "…Did you see any cute she-cats?" He finally managed.

Even though he had probably said the first thing that came to mind (the StarClan-forsaken mouse-brain, I growled mentally.) I stared at him in shock at his sheer stupidity. "Who cares?!" I snapped, once again slamming my paw into his head. He smacked face-first into the sandy floor-reeds of the apprentice's reeds.

Ah, yes. The wonders of gravity

Whitepaw stared at her brother in pity, but she didn't dare say a thing. She knew better than to invoke my wrath.

"Are you going to just sit in here and gossip or what?" I jumped as Frostbite's voice entered my ears. How long had he been there? And more importantly, did he hear anything that I just said?! "And you, Blackenedpaw! This is no time to lay around and nap! Do you want to train or not?!"

Blackenedpaw scrambled to his feet clumsily. "No sir! I-I mean-- uh… Yessir! Um…" He struggled to find the right words. I stared at him with a blank face, wondering why my brother was such an idiot--

"Come on then, Dappledot and Snowtiger want to bring your sisters to battle train with us. Goldenstream with Tsunamipaw, too." Frostbite said with a sigh at his apprentice, though there was a shine of amusement in his dark orange-amber eyes.

I gritted my teeth at the last part. Training. With Tsunamipaw. And Snowtiger.

Joy.

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"Oof!" I huffed as I was pinned down by Whitepaw, the air getting knocked out of my lungs. Dappledot and Snowtiger had made us spar with each other, and for a second I thought I was winning, because of my advantage. I was larger, more muscular, and yet slender at the same time. My sister was smaller and weaker, and she had a tuft of fur on the top of her head that got into her eyes constantly when she was moving quickly. I thought that would hinder her sight.

I was wrong, of course. Curse my luck! Wait, that probably wouldn't be a very good idea…

Whitepaw had used her smaller size to squeeze under me, then she unbalanced me, and then she headbutted my stomach (Ow.), making me land roughly on my back, and when I tried to get up, she slammed her paws on my shoulders, once again making me thump back onto the ground, sending the air out of my lungs with a huff. Which led to this little scenario right here.

"Hah! Pinned ya!" My sister mewed gleefully. Apparently she was very proud of herself for this little achievement. After all, I had always been the stronger one, the smarter one. I knew for a fact she wasn't jealous. No, no. Whitepaw just wasn't the type to feel things like that. She was timid by nature. Some may even say she was a coward, and those same some would receive a good nick in their ear if they ever said it within hearing range of Blackenedpaw or I.

Frostbite called off the match, and as Whitepaw went over to Dappledot, I heard the light brown spotted she-warrior meow to my sister. "Tsunamipaw's been very sour today. I don't blame him, after what his father said."

That piqued my interest, and it looked like it aroused Whitepaw's interest too, because she asked, "Really? What did Riverpool say?"

Dappledot looked at her apprentice in surprise. "You didn't hear?" At Whitepaw's shake of the head, she decided to explain. "Tsunamipaw woke up before you guys did, and while he was eating breakfast, Riverpool approached him and they began a heated conversation, and before we all knew it, they were hissing and yelling. I remember the last thing Riverpool said loud and clear: "You always act as if you're better than everyone else just because your father is deputy. What, do you think that everything will be given to you just because of that?" Tsunamipaw looked very hurt after that. Then he went to wake up you guys." Dappledot finished.

That's… the same thing I said.

Both Whitepaw and I froze, and behind me I heard Blackenedpaw gasp quietly. Now I know he heard too. I felt horrible. I felt guilty. Guilty for telling Tsunamipaw off. I felt my eyes widen and my ears droop a little against my will.

Whitepaw and Dappledot finally seemed to notice my presence, and Whitepaw looked at me with worry. She'd never seen me like this. We'd just been little kits in the nursery who had never gotten in serious trouble or danger before, or anything. My expression must look so foreign on my face.

"If you're done gossiping about my little dysfunctional family," Tsunamipaw snapped harshly, seemingly materializing out of thin air just a few tail-lengths away from me. I looked at him in surprise. I had completely forgotten he was even there. "Then we should get back to, oh, gee, I dunno, training. Ooh, what a concept." He had such a fiery look in his dark blue eyes that I barely kept myself from recoiling in… dare I say it… fear. Fear of the one cat I swore I'd never fear.

Tsunamipaw turned away from me, and I found myself guiltily staring at my paws. My very, very blue paws…

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A/N: I cut it short because it's been so damn long since I posted something. I needed to update, so I made this chapter a drama-filler.