Poor Leafpaw... I don't own Warriors.

Chapter 6

Dovekit watched Goldenmoon order Bramblepaw to get more cobwebs. Bramblepaw had an irritated look as though he could just stop being a medicine cat all together. But tonight was the night he would be accepted by Sunclan, and after that, there was no turning back.

Dovekit felt terrible about Leafpaw. The moment her cuts healed, she'd go and live with the elders. She was only two days into her warrior training and now this.

Jayfrost was devastated. Her first apprentice and on the second day she gets run over. Everyone knew she blamed herself, as she did most things. Now, she was huddled up next to her brother Robinfeather. And then he remembered she and Yellowstream would be joining his mother in the nursery.

He saw Breezekit flick her tail as if to tell him to follow her. Cinderkit was with her. "I have this idea," she said as Dovekit stood in front of her. "We're going to have our own mini clan!"

"What?" mewed Cinderkit.

"You know that part of camp you showed us?" Cinderkit nodded. "That will be our camp." Without warning, she raced towards the secret exit. Reluctantly, the two litter mates followed.

"Here's how it works. Someone is leader, someone is deputy, and the last person has to be a warrior or medicine cat."

"Why don't we get the apprentices to play?" suggested Dovekit, mainly thinking of Leafpaw.

"All right, do so."

"Do what?"

"Get the apprentices, stat!"

"Fine," he grumbled, walking back towards camp. All the apprentices besides Leafpaw were lying down in the sun, either sunning themselves or sharing prey. "Guys! Want to be part of a mini clan?"

They each looked at each other. Hollypaw got up from where she and Redpaw were sharing a vole. "I'd sure like to. Anyone else?" Redpaw got up, too, then Larkpaw, Firepaw, Flamepaw Whitepaw, and finally Bramblepaw.

"It's at the hideaway," Dovekit mewed to Bramblepaw. "You can take them there. I'm going to see Leafpaw first." Bramblepaw led the apprentices towards the exit he'd been through twice that day. Dovekit poked his head into the nursery.

Leafpaw was sleeping in the corner, her cobwebs soaked in blood. Goldenmoon was no where in sight. Maybe he's out looking for herbs… No, he's always at Leafpaw's side. In the back was a small hole that a cat like Goldenmoon would have to squeeze through. Dovekit crawled through and saw that the room was large. Goldenmoon was sorting herbs.

"Goldenmoon?" He jumped.

"Dovekit, don't scare me like that! Haven't I told you not to come back here?" he growled, acting like his usual self. "I have permission to claw anyone's ears off if I feel like it." Dovekit flinched at his harsh tone, though in a way it made him feel better, like life was still the same as before.

"I wanted to know if Leafpaw could play."

"Let the pint do what she wants. It's not like I care if her wounds open up again." There was a hint of fear in his voice, but Dovekit only nodded and crawled out, afraid the cranky cat would get any madder.

"Leafpaw. Hey, Leafpaw, want to play with us?" Leafpaw blinked open her eye.

"I've been confined to a bundle of moss for almost two days now. What do you think?" she hissed sarcastically, getting to her paws. "What are you playing?"

"Mini Clan, I guess. Follow me and I'll tell you about it on the way." The two followed the path to the hideaway as Dovekit explained the story of the small camp. When they got there, everyone was gone, but their scents were fresh.

Dovekit poked his head into the den and saw most of them picking up moss from a pile in the middle and make nests for themselves.

Breezekit turned her head and ran over to the two. "Hollypaw's ruining everything! Since she's the oldest, she said she could order us around, so now she's leader and you, me, and Cinderkit are all warriors."

"That's not fair! You're the one who came up with this and we have to be plain warriors?"

"Who do I get to be?" asked Leafpaw peering shyly from behind Dovekit.

Breezekit narrowed her eyes. She said, "Whoever you want, I guess."

"You're finally here," came Hollypaw's joyous mew. "I am Hollystar, and this is my deputy, Redfang. Over there is my medicine cat, Brambleleaf. Come in and tell me what your names are." Breezepaw rolled her eyes.

"I'm Breezepelt," she murmered.

"Breezepelt?" Cinderkit said, poking her head out of the den.

"That name sound familiar," Hollypaw muttered.

"It's just a game. Get on with it."

"I'm Cinderwing, top hunter."

"I guess I'll be Doveflight." Leafpaw and Hollypaw let out a purr of amusement. "What's so funny?"

"That was a girl's name," Hollypaw laughed.

Dovekit gasped. "A girl's? That's it. I'm being Dovetalon, and that's that."

"What's my name?" Leafpaw asked.

"Anything you want," Breezekit answered.

Redpaw called from across the clearing, "We all know it should be something stupid to match her. How about Stupidfreak?"

"Redkit," Hollypaw growled, "never in my life have I heard an insult so mouse brained, and I don't think I ever will. Go dunk your head in that pond over there so we don't have to deal with your stupidity anymore."

"And that's how you talk to your deputy?" he snorted, but he didn't say any more.

"Is Leafheart okay?" Leafpaw mumbled.

"Sure. So I guess that's everyone. Come on, let's play!" And with that, Hollypaw lead Breezekit and Leafpaw away. Dovekit was happy to see Leafpaw enjoying herself, even after the incident. But still, the thought everyone must have been thinking lingered in his mind. Would Leafpaw ever be truly part of the clan?