Sorry for the slow update. I have 2 full time jobs, plus I'm full time at school. Therefore, I get a total of 5 hours to sleep and write stories per night. Ill try to update a little faster. Chapter 8 is when the story truly begins. Enjoy.

-chapter 7-

Snowpaw woke up to a dark forest. The trees were scary with scratch
marks and no leaves. It was dark with some light, yet this confused
Snowpaw 'cause there were no stars or moon. Snowpaw got to her feet as
she saw the familiar blue she-cat walking towards her. "Hi, Bluestar."
She mewed.

Blue star walked up to her with fear in her eyes. "You
shouldn't....Ummmpphh."

A dark brown tabby with amber eyes came charging out of some
undergrowth. He tackled the she-cat with ease. Bluestar lay on her back,
belly exposed. The tabby tom started the scratch with no mercy on her
belly. She kicked as hard as she could with her back legs, sending the
tom flying. She got back up to her paws letting out multiple hisses.
"Tigerstar."

"The one and only." He mewed with an evil smile. "I heard you were in my
forest. I finally got my chance for revenge. You are so mouse-brained
and always will be." He jumped at her again. Bluestar, ready this time,
dodge with ease. Tigarstar continued after her, biting and scratching,
attempting to land a blow on her. She dodged him as if he was a little
kit attempting to hit a warrior.

Snowpaw watched in amazement. It was as if she was dancing with the wind.
Snowpaw blinked and woke up in the medicine cats den, Leafpool was
standing in front of her. "It's time for your apprentice ceremony." She
mewed.

Snowpaw got up and nodded her thanks. Last night, Firestar offered her
to stay with Thunderclan and train to be a warrior. She was going to
live like she did in her old life.

Snowpaw exited the medicine den and blinked at the bright light. Cats of
all shapes and sizes were walking around the camp. Some were eating and
sharing tongues.

"Cats old enough to catch their own prey, join me under highledge for a
clan meeting." Firestar's mew sounded across the clearing. Everyone
dropped what they were doing and walked to the ledge that he was
standing on. Firestar flicked his tail towards her, asking her to come
join them. She slowly approached the group of cats. Each cat was staring
at her as if she was a fox about to attack. She got in front of them and
sat down. "Cats of Thunderclan," began Firestar. "For those of you who
don't know, this is Snowpaw. I have asked her to join us." Many yowls of
protest rose from the cats. She wanted to just run away, curl up in a ball,
and cry. However, she sat tall instead, concentrating on not letting her fear
scent start.

Firestar waited until the protest died down. "She has accepted my
invitation to join."

"You can't going around asking every kittypet to join us." Called a cat
with a black fur that Snowpaw didn't recognize.

"The sun is still clear, Starclan approves." Called another cat with a
dark ginger coat.

"Since she is 8 moons old, she will be an apprentice. Snowpaw, do you
promise to protect the warrior code even at the cost of your life?"
Firestar mewed.

"I do." Mewed Snowpaw, trying to block out the other cats' hostel
stares.

"From this day forth until you earn your warrior name, you will keep you
r name as Snowpaw." Firestar mewed, searching the group of cats around
him. He knew he had to choose someone to be her mentor, someone who
would teach her right and not disown her. All the clan looked unhappy
about his decision, except one cat; a cat that was way over due for
another apprentice.

"Brightheart, you will mentor Snowpaw. You have been through more than
any other cat here. Teach her well."

Brightheart and Snowpaw touched noses, like Firestar had told her.

"That is all; you may go on with your duties." The cats went back to
what they were doing before, whispering among themselves.

"Hello Snowpaw. How about we take a tour of our territory?" Mewed the
white she-cat with ginger patches.

"Sure." Snowpaw mewed. Then she let out a squeak of territory. The cats
around her jumped to their paws, fur puffed out. "Her...her...her face!"
the cats let out hisses of annoyance and went back to what they were
doing. "Im...im sorry. I didn't mean to be so rude."

"Don't worry about it. Come on." Brightheart mewed.

Snowpaw and Brightheart covered the whole territory before dark.
Brightheart brought her to the fresh-kill pile. "Go ahead and eat, then
ill show you around camp."

"Eat...that?" Snowpaw replied quietly.

"Yes, it is called the fresh-kill pile. Go ahead and try this." She
picked up a mouse and handed it to her. "It's called a mouse and it will
be much better than that kitty food you've been eating."

She took a bite and mewed with excitement. "Wow this is great." She quickly
ate it and followed Brightheart around camp.

"This is the apprentices den. There is a place made for you already. Go
ahead and get some sleep. Tomorrow ill teach you to hunt." Snowpaw
nodded her head in thanks and went inside. No one was in there. She found
a nest and lay down. She closed her eyes and drifted to sleep.

Again, thank you for being patient with me.