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"ARE WE GETTING THERE SOON? 'CAUSE I'M TIRED AS H*LL!" The patrol had only traveled five minutes on their journey to the Moonstone, and Jonarstar already seemed to be falling asleep.

Julluspaw shot back. "Shut the f*ck up, Jonarstar! You know, we're all on the same f*ck*ng journey, so it's not like you're an exception."

Tigerclaw didn't seem to like Julluspaw's disagreements with Jonarstar. "Don't be so hard on Jonarstar. It's been a long day for him."

"Yeah, a long day in which he killed two of the most important cats for no f*ck*ng reason!" Julluspaw seemed like he wouldn't last the stupidity of the long day. "In fact, we could've just been having a completely normal day if he didn't put cat sh*t in our juice! Who would even f*ck*ng do that?"

The patrol fell silent after Jullus' words, except Jonarstar, who continued to act retarded.

After six hours, the cats finally arrived at their destination. All were tired, and Jonar was covered in sweat, despite being a cat, an animal that doesn't sweat. Julluspaw narrowed his eyes at the narrator.

"Stop narrating everything that I f*ck*ng do, f*ck*ng narrator! Shut the f*ck up!" Julluspaw growled. "OH COME ON! F*CK YOU!"

"I'm sorry, I was only doing my job -"

"SHUT THE F*CK UP, YOU RETARDED PIECE OF SH*T, YOU…"

Yeesh. Julluspaw really is whiny.

Tigerclaw nudged Jonarstar to enter the abandoned mine. Julluspaw continued to scream at me, but I didn't mind. I am a narrator, after all. "Okay Jonarstar, time to enter the cave."

Jonarstar scream-meowed: A cross between screaming and meowing, "OKAY!"

"Well, bye everyone," Julluspaw began to leave. "I'm f*ck*ng sick of this f*ck*ng crap."

After arriving at camp, Julluspaw found Firepaw padding toward him. "Why are you here so early?"

Julluspaw answered. "Because I'm sick of Jonarstar's crap. He's a f*ck*ng retard. You know that, right?"

"I can definitely agree with you on that," Firepaw mewed. "I wish Bluestar was still around. She was my mentor."

The two apprentices both grabbed prey from the fresh-kill pile, and then sat down in the apprentices den, where Dustpaw was doing a squirrel in the back.

"Really?" Julluspaw exclaimed. "Finally, someone agrees with me. For a second there, I thought I was the only cat in this entire clan that hates Jonarstar."

"Well, apparently, you're wrong." Firepaw laughed.

This was the most relaxing and peaceful night that Julluspaw had in a while: A night where Jonarstar wasn't around, constantly screaming. Firepaw was the first cat that Julluspaw had ever met that was sane.

Sadly, this relaxing night ended when Jonarstar came barreling through the camp. "F*CK YOU, BLUESTAR! I'M THE LEADER OF THIS CLAN NOW!" After calling a meeting, Jonarstar screamed, "FROM NOW ON, THIS CLAN MUST BE CALLED BARBARIANCLAN!"

F*ck.