(Thank you Starbomb and Cristalstar for commenting! Sorry I haven't written in a while. I just had midterms and my brain is jelly.)

"Amberheart do I have to wake you up again?" asks Cherrypaw as I sleep. Or at least trying to. She just keeps making so much noise!

"Alright, I'm up," I say half asleep and still in my nest.

"No you're in your nest! GET UP!" And with that she jumps on me, legs flailing.

"AAAHHH! GET OFF OF ME!"

"Not until you get up." She says calmly as she sits on top of me.

All right, time for some battle training. I think

I roll over on top of her. I guess she really wasn't expecting that. Luckily because of my small size I barley crushes her.

She squeezes out from under me and jumps on my back.

I guess she'll never learn.

I roll over again. This time Cherrypaw realizes what I'm doing and tries to get out of the way. But it's too late; I am already on top of her.

She squeezes out again and is ready for my next move. I swipe my front leg at her head and Cherrypaw dodges under it.

"How's this for awake." I jump at her and tackle her and she kicks me belly with her hind paws.

Wow, at least she's listening to my fighting lessons.

I am about to strike another blow when Cloudtail walks in.

"Amberheart?" says Cloudtail. He is defiantly annoyed. "How many times do we have to tell you not to fight in the warriors den? It can't be that hard to figure out. We do sleep here."

"… Cherrypaw started it. She sat on me!" I say and point with my tail.

"Maybe it's because you wouldn't wake up for her training!"

"Yeah!" says Cherrypaw. Sometimes I feel she is more like a little sister who loves getting me in trouble more than my student.

"Cherrypaw!" I say.

"Amberheart! Look at this mess! The moss is everywhere! You are going to clean this up."

"Fine. Come one, Cherrypaw, lets-"

No. You're going to clean it up yourself. I'm going to take Cherrypaw out hunting with Mousewhisker. Wait, I think he and Molepaw went out training at sunrise." With that he and Cherrypaw went out of the den and into the forest.

I know Cloudtail doesn't mean any harm. I think he and some of the other senior warriors just want me to take responsibility for myself. Most of the clan, I think, thinks that I became a warrior and mentor way too quickly. I don't disagree with them it just that they should have a little more faith in me.

After I finished cleaning up the moss (which by the way, took FOREVER. Well, ok, at least until three o'clock. I can tell from where the sun is in the sky. I learned from when Tony and Josh had a Boy Scout meeting at their house. All of my guy friends were in boy scouts so they let me stay for the meeting.)

I don't see Cherrypaw, or Cloudtail. They must still be out training. I do see Foxleap, Toadstep, and Bumblestripe near the freshkill pile sharing tongues. I think about joining them, but decide not to. I'll do some hunting myself. I haven't been by myself in a while. I need some alone time.

I walk out of camp not exactly knowing where I'm going, but enjoying myself. I spot a bird in a low tree. I crouch and pounce. My claws crush it and I bite its neck. I'm so happy with my catch and burry it so I can take it to camp later.

I remember the first time I caught prey. It was a skinny little mouse. I was so proud of myself, but I was kind of sad for killing something. I am defiantly over that now.

Being alone always makes me think of my past.

The sun is starting to go down and I find a nice place to rest under a tree. This is a perfect place to watch the sun set. Nice times like this always make me wonder what my human friends are doing.

I guess it's almost summer vacation, if it didn't start already. Wow. We would be going into sixth grade. We would be middle schoolers! I bet Anna is out shopping right now. She's buying a new bathing suit because, even though last year's still fit her, it's "out of style."This makes me laugh to myself. Angie and her parents are probably having dinner. I bet she's having pizza with mushrooms. She said she didn't like mushrooms, but we all know she does. Mike's probably at Mac's house trying to figure out how he can live with three sisters. (Mike only has a little brother) talking about my friends starts to make me excited.

Tony and Josh are probably fighting over the TV remote! If I was there I would grab it and watch SpongeBob. Danielle is probably practicing her flute and playing the C way to flat. Maggie and Margrette are probably fighting for who their mother likes best. I bet their mother can't even concentrate on her notes for the marketing meeting that is tomorrow. She's probably been talking about it for months, but no one listens. I bet the boys are taking baths. I miss my little brothers, Andrew and Adam so much. I wonder how Brownie is doing? I bet she is scarfing down her food right now. I especially miss my parents. I wonder what they're doing. I bet they miss me a lot…

I would think more, but I fall asleep. A strange smell is around me but I'm too tired to care. Is it… dog?