"You like Goldenflower!" Mistpaw mewed. "No I don't!" Tigerpaw mewed honestly. "Well, she's a Mousebrain." Mistpaw slipped in casually.
"She's not- you're trying to trick me, aren't you?" Tigerpaw sighed. "Then you like Reedpaw!" He finally shot back.
"No, he's a weirdo." Mistpaw covered up. "Are you Sureeee?" Tigerpaw mewed suspiciously.
"Anyways, beat you to camp!" Mistpaw quickly padded up to the front. "Hey!" Tigerpaw exclaimed. He padded up to her quickly. The cats approached camp. "What Happened?" Leopardfoot asked sleepily.
"It was amazing." Mistpaw mewed in awe. Tigerpaw nodded. "You'd better sleep, tomorrow we might go hunting!" Bluefur mewed as she passed by them.
Mistpaw padded inside the apprentice's den, where a few nests had been made. "I call this one!" She mewed quickly. Tigerpaw padded to one next to hers, and she swept her fluffy gray tail and slept...
"Hello." a voice mewed from near her.
When Mistpaw looked up, she saw what she had guessed Tigerpaw as a warrior, only with scars and long sharp claws. "Who are you?" She wondered.
"I'm Tigerclaw." The tom mewed.
"I don't know who you are." She padded back.
"You don't?" Tigerclaw mewed.
"You do. I'm your brother." He added.
"Well.." She hesitated.
"Now listen!" He mewed impatiently. "You will get a chance to be leader and You will use it! You will appoint me as deputy, or the other way around. You can be great, as long as you listen!"
Mistpaw suddenly showed her teeth and hissed. "I wouldn't believe a foxheart who appears in dreams and I won't!" She ran behind her, stopping when she realized she was alone in the dark.
A hiss approached from the other side of the trees, and she held her paw up, ready to defend her self.
"You're scratching me!" Tigerpaw hissed. Mistpaw woke up in fright. "What happened?" She looked at her brother.
"You were scratching me!" As she looked closer, she noticed a trickle on blood on his ear. "Sorry." She mewed sheepishly. "What would your warrior name be?" She asked randomly.
"Tigerclaw." He mewed, and showed off his long claws-the same she'd seen in her dream. "It's you!" She yowled. She padded out of the den.
"Uh, Featherwhisker, we have a problem?" Tigerpaw mewed uncertainly.
Featherwhisker took a double glance at the small ball of fur. "Oh StarClan." He mewed.