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However: I Do own Shadesong, Heatherpaw, Nightfrost, and Timberfall.

Chapter 3, You cant kill me!

Blood shed. That was all the two clans were thinking about. A small dark mottled brown tom Stood atop the ravine looking down at his plan unfold. ThunderClan and WindClan with all their warriors in battle. Heatherpaw spotted him and lunged at him. She knocked him down and lunged again, ranking her claws down his flank hard. Harder than she's ever in any training or battle ever.

His crimson blood was spilling onto the ground, his wail of pain made the battle pause and every cat looked at him. Heatherpaw backed away when his body went limp. She, ThunderClan and Windclan stood and watched. Right when she was about to anounce him dead, he begain to breathe again and got up, licked his muzzle and gave her and all of ThunderClan a minacing grin.

"You cant kill me!" He called "I am a leader with nine lives! You'll have to kill me eight more times if you want me dead Heatherpaw! But that kind of job is too hard for an apprentice!"

Heatherpaw hissed at him. "So..Your Mudstar now? Why? If StarClan accepted you then why are you here attacking us for your own power? That's not the way of the code!"

"Young Heatherpaw your questions will be answered soon enough. If you servive the next few moons that is. WindClan Retreat!" Mudstar Bounded back to his camp with his clan behind him.

Shadesong rushed to her daughters side. "What were you thinking? Dont you remember he became leader 3 moons ago? Your still too young to battle a leader!"

"Mother! I took his first life! Did you not see that? I'm 9 moons old, I'm not that young any more!" Heatherpaw objected. She was perfectly fine. She's just trying to protect you! Heatherpaw shook her head at her thoughts.

Shadesong sighed. "I just dont want you to get hurt."

ThunderClan went back to their camp to heal and share tounges. Heatherpaw Went to go see her brother, Nightfrost who had been accepted for medicine cat 2 moons ago. "Heatherpaw, what do you need?" The smokey grey tom asked his sister.

"Just to make sure this bite hasn't gotten infected." Heatherpaw showed her brother the bite mark on her leg that she received from the battle.

"It doesn't look like it, but I'll put some Alder on it to be safe." Nightfrost retreated to the medicine cat den for a moment then reappeared again. He put the chewed Alder to the bite wound on Heatherpaw's leg. "There, should be good as new. Just dont lick that leg for a while."

"Thanks Nightfrost." Heatherpaw purred and licked her brother on the head then padded off and sat in the clearing. She looked towards the nursery to see Willowpelt and Timberfall sharing tounges and gossiping. The two she-cats bellies swelled with unborn kits. Heatherpaw remembered Williowpelt stating that her kits where going to be leader born kits.

Thats when every cat guessed Whitestar was her mate and that he was the father of her kits. Timberfall didn't say much about hers, other than Longtail being the father. Every cat had already new this though. Everytime Heatherpaw's father, Brackenfur, the deputy, assighned Timberfall for a patrol, Timberfall would ask if Longtail could tag along. Heatherpaw wished she could be a mother some day. But she couldn't help but feel like she never would, if she couldn't find a mate by this time. She was shook from her thoughts when she heard a cat call her name.

"Heatherpaw, you doing okay? Any injuries?" A black and white tom asked

"Just a bite wound on my leg, Swiftfoot. My brother put Alder on it to keep it from getting infected." Heatherpaw said. Swiftfoot was her mother's brother, witch made him her uncle. Swiftfoot nodded and went on his way. Heatherpaw gussed he was assigned to make sure no cat was severely injured. Just then another cat called her name. She twitched her ears at the reacuring calls. She turned to see Fireheart, an older warrior of the clan.

"You fought well in the battle today." The ginger tom prasied her. She was slightly tooken aback by this. Not many older warriors prasie her like that.

"Th-thank you Fireheart." Heatherpaw dipped her head in gratitude. Fireheart smiled warmly and padded away. Heatherpaw admires Fireheart. Mostly becaue he came to the forest as a kittypet and keeps his head held high no matter what. He's honored in the clan and in other clans as well. Heatherpaw thinks he'll make a good leader if he's given the chance.

Heatherpaw then stood up and padded towards the apprentices den where Bramblepaw and Tawnypaw were talking amongst themselves. She sat and joined them. The trio talked about the battle and other things that happened over the last few days. She bacame very close to Bramblepaw and Tawnypaw over the last few moons, being the only three apprentices in the clan at the moment, and because there related slightly. As the day went on, the cats settled into their nests and went to sleep for the night. Heatherpaw could already tell that tomorrow will be a very long day.


Nightfrost woke with a start. He heard his named being called by Cinderpelt from outside the den. He ran out to her to see what the fuss was about. "Nightfrost, come with me. Willowpelt's having her kits!" Nightfrost nodded quickly and the two medicine cats raced towards the nursery. Willowpelt lay on her side panting heavily. "Come on Willowpelt, take it easy, just breath and push." Cinderpelt gently told her.

Willowpwlt pushed, and soon a small light grey kit came into view. Nightfrost acted fast and nipped the sacked holding the kit and began to lick it clean. He pushed it close to Willowpelt. "it's a tom." He told her. Willowpelt brung it closer to her belly for him to feed. Soon another kit came, this time it was dark grey. Nightfrost repeated what he did a moment before and pushed the second towards Willowpelt. "Another tom." Nightfrost purred to her. Willowpelt gazed at her two kits. Then the last and final kit came, it was tortosieshell-and-white. Nightfrost repeated what did before for the last time and set the kit next to Willowpelt. "This one's a She-kit!" Nightfrost purred. Willowpelt purred loudly at her three kits.

"I think I'll call this one, Rainkit." Willowpelt lay her tail gently on the dark grey tom. "And this one Sootkit" She mewed and layed her tail on the light grey tom. "Then this one, I'll call...Sorrelkit." She purred laying her tail on the tortosieshell she-kit.

"Those are nice names." Whitestar mewed as he padded up to see his kits. The large white leader lay next to Willowpelt purring and watching the kits. Nightfrost and Cinderpelt backed out the den to let Willowpelt rest. This was Nightfrost's first kitting and he knew he would do it again within the next moon for Timberfall. He liked it though. Seeing the happy faces on the queens and their kits. He hoped sometime in the future he would do his sister kitting as well. If she would ever find who she wants to be with.

Nightfrost could tell that his sister's mentor, Ashfur, Wants to be with her, but she cant make up her mind. Nightfrost shook his head and padded back to the medicine cat den to do a check-up on the herbs.


Ashfur padded out of the training hallow with Heatherpaw, Fireheart, Bramblepaw, Brackenfur and Tawnypaw right behind him. Heatherpaw and the other two had been doing extremely well in their fighting moves and strength. Ashfur saw that Tawnypaw was more of a hunter than a fighter, but she had courage, and determination. The three mentors sat and discussed when the apprentices warrior ceremony will be.

"I think there ready. The three have potential, and they really want to be out of that apprentices den." Ashfur stated slightly laughing at the last coment.

Fireheart nodded in agreement. "I think they are myself. Just the other day I was hunting and Bramblepaw snuck up on me without me even realizing it."

"Tawnypaw does have good hunting skills as well. What about my daughter Ashfur?" Brackenfur mewed

"She has exllent fighting abilities. And her strength is undeniable. Though I may be exaggerating, but she's a very good fighter." Ashfur purred.

Brackenfur and Fireheart exchanged amused glances at Ashfur's affection towards Heatherpaw.

"Alright, I'll tell Whitestar about this, and see what he says." Brackenfur nodded and stood to pad off towards the leaders den.

"You know Ashfur, it's pretty easy to guess you have feelings for Heatherpaw. You always talk highly of her and support her no matter what." Fireheart mewed his amusement.

"Well I'd be a lier if i said i didn't have feelings for her. She's just so beautiful. Cats would call me crazy for being in love with an apprentice, but, it's just something I cant help." Ashfur stated boldly.

Fireheart chuckled. "Well, I certainly think the feelings neutral for her too. She's always hanging around you, and listening in on your conversations." The ginger tom then nodded towards the apprentices den. Ashfur turned to see a pair of dark emarald eyes staring and glittering at him.

"Heatherpaw!" Ashfur called in surprise.

Heatherpaw emerged from the den and looked at Ashfur innocently. "Yes, Ashfur?"

Fireheart shook his head and left for the mentor and apprentice to talk. Ashfur padded up to Heatherpaw and licked his apprentice on the head. "Your a sneaky one. I cant wait till your a warrior." Ashfur said gently, continuing to groom Her.

"I cant wait ether." Heatherpaw said letting a purr burst out of her.