Yay! Brightheart now has an apprentice. However, the story is far from over. –laughs evilly-. I still have plenty in store for Brightheart. And about Icewing's warrior name, there was an Ashfur before Thunderclan Ashfur. Plus I like how Icewing sounds.

The next morning, Brightheart had woken up nice and early. Leafpool had suggested that Bumblepaw should rest for a day before beginning his training, so right now Bumblepaw was one day behind his training. "He'll catch up quickly to his sisters," thought Brightheart, "I won't stop until he is the best warrior in ThunderClan."

Brightheart waited for the other her to snap at her, but there was no snappy voice in her head. She smiled happily. The other her was gone! She spotted Bumblepaw eating a vole by himself by the fresh-kill pile. Brightheart walked over. "Pleasant morning isn't it Bumblepaw."

The gray tom jumped and turned his head until he could see Brightheart out of his one eye. "Oh. It's you Brightheart."

Brightheart silently snapped at herself. Of course it would take a while for him to get used to missing an eye. She remembered her training like it was yesterday, Cloudtail patiently helping her.

"Don't worry Bumblepaw," said Brightheart, "Soon you will be able to tell who is approaching you without seeing them. You just need to rely on your sense of smell and hearing a lot more."

Bumblepaw finished the vole and got to his paws, "Alright Brightheart. Um. What are you going to teach me today?"

"The territory," replied Brightheart, "Now let's go."

Brightheart led the way out of camp. She made sure to keep her eye on Bumblepaw all the time as they made their way around the territory. She had to warn him of bramble or bushes on his left side so he could go around them without worry.

While they were walking to the WindClan border, Brightheart was constantly wondering if this was a good idea. Maybe she should have let Bumblepaw rest in camp for a few days until he was used to having one eye more. "Maybe I should have asked Cloudtail for his opinion on this…"

The scent of moorlands became stronger as the two cats reached the border of ThunderClan and WindClan. Bumblepaw's eye widen as he stared at the never-ending hills stretching before them. "Wow. This is WindClan territory?"

Brightheart nodded before checking the scent markings. She stared at them troubled. The markings were a little over the ThunderClan side. The fur on her neck bristled. How dare those WindClan cats slowly increase their territory! She renewed the scent markings, making a mental note to tell Firestar or Brambleclaw later. Maybe she could stop a battle from happening between the two clans if she told them!

"Let's go Bumblepaw," said Brightheart, "The ShadowClan border is next and then we should tell Firestar about WindClan increasing the border." When the tom didn't answer she looked at him. "Bumblepaw?"

The tom's eye was wide, but not in wonder, but in fear. Brightheart followed his gaze and her heart almost stopped. Coming over the hill was Onestar with Owlwhisker, Harespring and Whitetail at his heels. When they saw Brightheart and Bumblepaw, they approached them, making sure to stay on their side of the border.

"What are you looking at?" asked Owlwhisker, "It is like you have never seen a cat before."

"Let's go Bumblepaw," said Brightheart, keeping her eyes on the WindClan cats at all times. "We still have places to see."

The tom nodded and he slowly backed away from the border, always facing the WindClan warriors and leader.

"Look at them," spat Harespring, "Just running away."

Brightheart's fur bristled. "Be quiet. At least we follow the code and don't attack other clans for no reason at all."

"How dare you," spat Owlwhisker, stepping right up against the border.

Onestar raised his tail, "You don't really understand the situation do you? We were just passing by on a patrol. We saw you two just standing at the border."

Brightheart felt a surge of anger rise up within her. What was with him? If he was on a patrol, why weren't they continuing the patrol? Instead it seemed like they were picking a fight with her. "Pieces of foxdung!" she spat. When the words had left her mouth she recoiled in shock. Why had she said that? No. She was not the one to say it. It was the other her.

"What did you call us?" Onestar's tail moved in an aggravated manner.

"I'm sorry," whispered Brightheart, "I didn't mean-What? You are foxdung. Attacking other clans for no known reason. And the tactics were cowardly. You got RiverClan involved in it. What? Did you promise to give them some ThunderClan land in exchange for help?"

"Brightheart?" asked Bumblepaw from a foxlength away. "What are you doing?"

"Stop it!" cried Brightheart, "You are making this worse. What if they attack!"

The other Brightheart did no answer. Instead she said to the WindClan leader, "You are just weak and pathetic, unable to hold his territory together."

"Attack!" ordered Onestar, running over the border.