Hey guys! Sorry for the long wait...school can keep one busy. But here it is the next chapter! It's a little bit longer than the others, but not too large.
I also wanted to thank my very first reviewer...Mistyflower68. Thanks so much for the great review!
Disclaimer: I do not own Warriors.
Chapter 3
He knew he wasn't an apprentice yet. He knew that he only needed to wait half a moon for his ceremony. He knew that there were badgers in the territory. Yet all Thrushkit wanted to do was go outside the camp.
His paws itched to feel unfamiliar earth and his fur ruffled with the wind he imagined blowing through his pelt as he ran. The only thing holding Thrushkit back was his desire to be a warrior. That, Thrushkit knew, could only come closer if he stayed in camp and waited till his apprenticeship.
But once I'm and apprentice, Thrushkit thought, the other clans better watch out!
For now, he was stuck in the nursery with his brother. Thrushkit cared for Snakekit as any littermate would, but sometimes he thought his brother was too confusing. Snakekit seemed to want to think about any and everything. Thrushkit couldn't understand it.
"Thrushkit." He heard a voice calling.
"Yea Snakekit?" Thrushkit answered as his brother came padding beside where Thrushkit sat outside the nursery.
"Sparrowflight's back from the border patrol! Come on!" and Snakekit bounded off.
Sure enough, their father was stepping through the camp entrance, his glossy black fur gleaming in the sunlight. Thrushkit raced over to join the other kit, greeting Sparrowflight with a good paw swipe and tackling him to the ground.
"Alright," Sparrowflight mrrowed as he shook the two squirming kits off, "How are you today? Not causing your mother too much trouble I hope."
Thrushkit shook his head. Then he heard a voice behind him.
"Not too much trouble. They'll be apprentices soon enough." Thrushkit's mother meowed. She then padded to Sparrowflight, giving him an affectionate luck on the head.
Thrushkit locked eyes with Snakekit and with a knowing look they both scampered off to find something to do. He didn't want to share tongues with his parents when there were more interesting things to do.
Thrushkit headed over to where Fernpaw and her friend Brushpaw were talking near the apprentice den.
"Hey guys!" Thrushkit squeaked.
"Hi Thrushkit. How's that sore paw feeling?" Brushpaw asked. She was Shadowclan's medicine cat apprentice.. The other day she had helped Thrushkit get a small thorn out of his pad after he had stepped in a loose bramble thicket.
"Great." Thrushkit told the pale tabby she-cat. Then he looked to Fernpaw and smiled. She smiled back and Thrushkit felt his ears go warm.
"I better go." He said, slowly backing away, "Snakekit asked me to play a game with him." Then he quickly turned around and made his way to the nursery. The truth was, Snakekit never wanted to play with him; he was resting in the nursery.
I just had to get out of there. I can't let Fernpaw know I like her. She'd never take me seriously as a kit.
With a sigh he settled down in the nursery to rest.
