Chapt 3 One moon had passed in the camp. Wolfpup's vocabulary quickly expanded allowing him to hold small coversations. He became friends with a few of the kits and one of the apprentices. None of the elders would even look at him, and few of the queens would allow them to play with their kits. His best friends were Willowshine, who he now discovered was a medicine cat and an apprentice called Mossypaw. Their home was called Riverclan and their were three other clans. They did not know about Wolfpup yet, and Mistystar had told him it would be difficult explaining his reason to be here.
"But...why," He asked, wide eyed.
"Many cats scared of dogs. Dogs hurt many cats," Mistystar explained carefully.
"I would hurt cat. I love cat." He murmured, studying his paws.
"I know," She whispered back.
That was a half moon ago. Now he was bigger and had a greater grasp of cat language. He wanted to become an apprentice, just like Mossypaw. He didn't know how any warrior would train him. He was already much bigger than all the other cats and had to have a special den next to Willowshine's. He ate as much as the biggest warrior and could run faster than the fastest apprentice. His smell was better than Beetleshisker's, the best tracker in the clan. He was keen and quick to learn. He studied his words everyday because Willowshine would test him every sunhigh when she wasn't busy.
Picking up a fish and a squirrel from the fresh kill pile, he padded to the rock and pile of reeds he ate at everyday. Everyone was out of camp or sleeping, so it was very quiet. Deciding to go out into the forest after his meal, he quickly ate the prey. No one ever told him he couldn't leave camp, so he took it a chance to leave. Padding out of the camp, it was a marshy grassland. He could hear many small streams and a few larger rivers. Vaguely he remembered the day Riverclan had found him lying in the mud. He could not remember his mother or father, which troubled him slightly. But he had a new life now, full of friends, well some friends. Willowshine was a good friend and would have made a good mother too. But she was a medicine cat, and according to Starclan she could not take a mate. He assumed Starclan was like Moonpack, but for cats. He would meet Frobin almost every night, who taught him new words and helped him understand the ways of the clan.
He jumped a stream easily, without having to get his paws wet. He knew he should try to swim one day, Riverclan cats loved to swim. Avoiding patrols, he carefully made his way down to the lake. He could see a big twoleg barn with huge brown and white animals. He would ask Willowshine about that later. Looking forward, he could see a big island in the lake. This is where the clans had their gatherings. He hoped that one day he would be allowed to attend one. The water rippled over the smooth water to the right. Following it with his eyes, they landed on a moor. Windclan. He was told these cats were very skinny and fast. They could outrun any other cat, because their prey was very fast. He wished to meet one. He decided he would go to the Windclan border and talk to a Windclan cat. Running through the reeds he slowed when he scent cats her never scented before, except for on Riverclan who patrolled this border. Sitting down, he waited for Windclan. He didn't have to wait long.
"Dog!" A sleek black tom pushed his way through the bracken. A few others arrived shortly after, hissing and arching their backs.
"Wait! I am Wolfpup. I live in Riverclan," He barked before the cats would attack. The cats stood dead in their tracks, jaws gaping and eyes wide.
"B-but, your a dog," One gawked.
"I am Wolfpup, a member of Riverclan. I want know how Windclan is," He yipped.
"F-fine. How do you know how to speak cat?" Another eyed him disbelievingly.
"Willowshine is good teacher. Also Frobin," Wolfpup barked proudly.
"Frobin?" The black tom asked.
"Yes, Frobin. My Moonpack guardian." The cats looked at each other, confused. Then they started to bristle again.
"Get off our territory. Now. Mistystar better know what she's doing. Onestar will mention this at the next gathering." Another cat hissed. Wolfpup flinched at her words. Watching him leave, the Windclan cats hissed and spat at him. The young pup had thought all clans were as nice as Riverclan, but this was not true. Sulking back to camp, he realized it was passed sunhigh. Willowshine would be worried. He began to run, then sprint. Running through the entrance, he nearly ran over Icewing, Minnowtail, and Mintfur.
"Watch where you're going, will you? You nearly killed us!" Icewing huffed, smoothing down her ruffled fur. She was not one of the few cats who liked Wolfpup.
"Sorry Icewing," He murmured looking down at his paws.
"'Sorry,' catches no prey. What are you doing out of camp anyways?" Icewing mewed.
"I wanted to see the territory. I talked to a Windclan patrol. They didn't like me," The brown puppy muttered. The three warriors looked at each other, wide eyed.
"You did what? Why would you do that! Mistystar needed to explain this to the clans before theyfound out! Now they're going to think we are weak and taking in any thing to become warriors!" Mintfur's eyes pierced him like thorns.
"We've got to tell Mistystar about this," Icewing sighed. The patrol turned around flanked by Wolfpup and quickly padded towards Mistystar's den.
"Mistystar? Something important just happened," Icewing mewed into the leader's den. Mistystar padded out of her den and greeted the warriors and Wolfpup. Icewing explained what had happened. Mistystar nodded her head, then turned her fierce gaze on Wolfpup when Iceiwng mentioned the Windclan patrol.
"Well, what have you got to say for yourself?"
"But...why," He asked, wide eyed.
"Many cats scared of dogs. Dogs hurt many cats," Mistystar explained carefully.
"I would hurt cat. I love cat." He murmured, studying his paws.
"I know," She whispered back.
That was a half moon ago. Now he was bigger and had a greater grasp of cat language. He wanted to become an apprentice, just like Mossypaw. He didn't know how any warrior would train him. He was already much bigger than all the other cats and had to have a special den next to Willowshine's. He ate as much as the biggest warrior and could run faster than the fastest apprentice. His smell was better than Beetleshisker's, the best tracker in the clan. He was keen and quick to learn. He studied his words everyday because Willowshine would test him every sunhigh when she wasn't busy.
Picking up a fish and a squirrel from the fresh kill pile, he padded to the rock and pile of reeds he ate at everyday. Everyone was out of camp or sleeping, so it was very quiet. Deciding to go out into the forest after his meal, he quickly ate the prey. No one ever told him he couldn't leave camp, so he took it a chance to leave. Padding out of the camp, it was a marshy grassland. He could hear many small streams and a few larger rivers. Vaguely he remembered the day Riverclan had found him lying in the mud. He could not remember his mother or father, which troubled him slightly. But he had a new life now, full of friends, well some friends. Willowshine was a good friend and would have made a good mother too. But she was a medicine cat, and according to Starclan she could not take a mate. He assumed Starclan was like Moonpack, but for cats. He would meet Frobin almost every night, who taught him new words and helped him understand the ways of the clan.
He jumped a stream easily, without having to get his paws wet. He knew he should try to swim one day, Riverclan cats loved to swim. Avoiding patrols, he carefully made his way down to the lake. He could see a big twoleg barn with huge brown and white animals. He would ask Willowshine about that later. Looking forward, he could see a big island in the lake. This is where the clans had their gatherings. He hoped that one day he would be allowed to attend one. The water rippled over the smooth water to the right. Following it with his eyes, they landed on a moor. Windclan. He was told these cats were very skinny and fast. They could outrun any other cat, because their prey was very fast. He wished to meet one. He decided he would go to the Windclan border and talk to a Windclan cat. Running through the reeds he slowed when he scent cats her never scented before, except for on Riverclan who patrolled this border. Sitting down, he waited for Windclan. He didn't have to wait long.
"Dog!" A sleek black tom pushed his way through the bracken. A few others arrived shortly after, hissing and arching their backs.
"Wait! I am Wolfpup. I live in Riverclan," He barked before the cats would attack. The cats stood dead in their tracks, jaws gaping and eyes wide.
"B-but, your a dog," One gawked.
"I am Wolfpup, a member of Riverclan. I want know how Windclan is," He yipped.
"F-fine. How do you know how to speak cat?" Another eyed him disbelievingly.
"Willowshine is good teacher. Also Frobin," Wolfpup barked proudly.
"Frobin?" The black tom asked.
"Yes, Frobin. My Moonpack guardian." The cats looked at each other, confused. Then they started to bristle again.
"Get off our territory. Now. Mistystar better know what she's doing. Onestar will mention this at the next gathering." Another cat hissed. Wolfpup flinched at her words. Watching him leave, the Windclan cats hissed and spat at him. The young pup had thought all clans were as nice as Riverclan, but this was not true. Sulking back to camp, he realized it was passed sunhigh. Willowshine would be worried. He began to run, then sprint. Running through the entrance, he nearly ran over Icewing, Minnowtail, and Mintfur.
"Watch where you're going, will you? You nearly killed us!" Icewing huffed, smoothing down her ruffled fur. She was not one of the few cats who liked Wolfpup.
"Sorry Icewing," He murmured looking down at his paws.
"'Sorry,' catches no prey. What are you doing out of camp anyways?" Icewing mewed.
"I wanted to see the territory. I talked to a Windclan patrol. They didn't like me," The brown puppy muttered. The three warriors looked at each other, wide eyed.
"You did what? Why would you do that! Mistystar needed to explain this to the clans before theyfound out! Now they're going to think we are weak and taking in any thing to become warriors!" Mintfur's eyes pierced him like thorns.
"We've got to tell Mistystar about this," Icewing sighed. The patrol turned around flanked by Wolfpup and quickly padded towards Mistystar's den.
"Mistystar? Something important just happened," Icewing mewed into the leader's den. Mistystar padded out of her den and greeted the warriors and Wolfpup. Icewing explained what had happened. Mistystar nodded her head, then turned her fierce gaze on Wolfpup when Iceiwng mentioned the Windclan patrol.
"Well, what have you got to say for yourself?"
