Chapter Two:
Medicine Cats
Cinderpelt and Spottedleaf padded through the forest, carrying really horrible tasting roots in thier mouths. Cinderpelt's dark gray coat shone in the sunlight, and her eyes sparkled like diamonds. Spottedleaf lead the way up the ravine, and down into camp. Cinderpelt noticed the dawn patrol standing eagerly outside of Bluestar's den. She shrugged, and followed her fellow medicine cat into the den.
"Yellowfang! We're back!" exclaimed Cinderpelt, shaking the old she-cat from her snoring.
"Hi," she yawned. "Ashpaw came looking for you. He asked if you wanted to go hunting."
"Can I go find him?" asked Cinderpelt.
"Go ahead," replied Yellowfang. Cinderpelt left the den, and trotted to the apprentices den. She stuck her head in. Ashpaw was talking quietly with his sister, Fernpaw.
"Hey, Ashpaw," Cinderpelt mewed.
"Hi, did Yellowfang tell you?" asked the gray apprentice.
"Yeah. Ready to go hunting?" asked Cinderpelt. "Not sure if I'll catch anything, but it's fun to trying!" Ashpaw said good-bye to his sister, and walked out of the den with Cinderpelt, a warrior only five moons older than him. (a/n: Ashpaw is 7 moons, and Cinderpelt is 12 moons)
Cinderpelt sat grooming herself, and Ashpaw came back with a mouthful of vole. She laughed, and hopped down from the boulder she was sitting on.
"You actually caught something!" she teased. Ashpaw frowned.
"Lets see you try and catch a water vole!" he retorted. Cinderpelt rolled her eyes.
"Okay, midget, lets get back to camp," Cinderpelt teased. Ashpaw smiled, and put his kill in the fresh kill pile. Cinderpelt returned to her den, her heart fluttering, diamond eyes shining brighter than they ever did before. She couldn't believe it, she was in love with Ashpaw!
Ashpaw wandered back to the apprentice den thinking of Cinderpelt. How her dark gray fur shone in the sunlight, and her eyes sparkled as if they were precious jewels. Fernpaw ran to him.
"How was the hunt?" she asked.
"Nothing special," Ashpaw replied, laying on his bed and beginning to groom himself.
"Do you LOVE Cinderpelt? Cause you do know she's off limits!" Fernpaw mewed, looking at her brother suspicously. Ashpaw just continued grooming, and Fernpaw went to find her mentor. Maybe she's right, Ashpaw thaught. Maybe I do love Cinderpelt.