"Amberpaw? Can you smell anything."

I lifted my head and opened my mouth. I inhaled deeply, and several scents hit me immediately.

Moss, Darkfeather, Grass, Me, Squirrel, Oak… Wait? Squirrel!

"I smell a squirrel!" Darkfeather nodded. "Show me your hunting crouch." I'd learned the easy technique from when Fogpaw was a kit, trying to show his sisters. I Crouched and balanced my weight, and lifted my tail off the ground."

Darkfeather gave me a nod of approval.

Don't be nervous Amberpaw!

Excitement prickled in my belly. I followed the scent to the base of a tree. A massive grey squirrel was chewing contently on a bulb.

Fox-dung! It'll run up the tree! Wait… Not unless I'm already up the tree!

I turned in a wide circle around it, careful to be quiet. As softly as I could, I scampered up.

Thank Starclan! It didn't hear me!

I pulled a piece of bark off the tree.

Now or never!

I carefully lifted the piece of bark, and threw it at the squirrel.

Yes!

The bark landed tight in front of it, and the squirrel instinctively darted up the tree.

Right for me! Yes!

With no hesitation, I brought a paw down as hard as I could muster. It landed across the squirrel's head! The huge grey squirrel fell right out of the tree, and hit the ground.

Thank you Starclan for this prey.

A feeling of pride washed over me. I trotted to find Darkfeather, her scent led me to a bush.

"Great Starclan! That was the most amazing catch ever! You used your head!" Darkfeather purred her praise.

I took a deep breath.

My first catch!

Suddenly, another sharp scent hit me.

Eagle.

Darkfeather picked it up too. "Let's get out of here." She whispered. But I had another idea forming in my brain.

"Darkfeather, please, I have an idea. If I hurt myself, help me, but otherwise, just watch." I dashed off before she could object. I made sure to take the squirrel.

The eagle was still circling above me; it had definitely seen me. I knew that these powerful creatures could carry an adult cat to their death.

I'll be alright.

I checked the eagle, who was now flying closer to the ground.

Now!

I laid down my squirrel and jumped into a bush. The eagle started to dive down.

Wait for it, wait for it… Now!

Just as the eagle touched the ground, I jumped out of my bush. The eagle's eyes widened with surprise, then its eyes narrowed. I hit the ground and jumped.

I hope this works!

My claws snagged into the eagle's left wing and dragged it to the ground. I sank my teeth directly into its plumy neck. It let out a squawk, and fell limp.

I did it! I'm the first Thunderclan cat to catch an eagle!

I stood in pride for a moment, when I heard a screech. "Amberpaw! I smell blood! Are you okay?"

Darkfeather burst through the bush. She was completely stunned. "H-how did you manage that?"

She and I told the story as we dragged the heavy prey home. We were greeted by hungry clan mates.

"Darkfeather! You caught all that!?" Cried Fernsong.

She gave me a proud look. "No Amberpaw caught it. All of it. And I didn't help her once."

Larkfur gasped. "Nice catch! I've never had eagle! We'll feast tonight!"

"And that we will!" Applestar cried.

Ack! So much attention!

I had almost ever cat come to compliment me and ask me to tell the story. I'd never felt so happy in my life.

Well, every cat except my mother and sister.

I decided not to let that get to me. I looked around, happily. My gaze locked with Reedpelt. He stared at me for a moment, and grinned. I smiled in return, and he quickly looked away.

My pelt got hot, and I licked my paws casually.

When I returned to my nest, the others teased me, but a picture of Reedpelt flashed in my head, and I remained happy.

This has been a good day.