Leafpaw looked around cautiously. Her patrol had brought back three mice, a dove and the rabbit that Smallpaw had caught. She had received her mentor, Redeye. It was moon-high and the rest of the clan was asleep. Leafpaw had waited until all of the apprentices had started snoring and she could hear nothing from outside. She now felt the wind chill her spin. The weather had just turned to new-leaf and the snow had melted but it was still cold. Leafpaw puffed up her fur, suddenly aware of how her silver pelt might stand out in the night. She crouched down low in the grass, hoping it would conceal her from any warriors that passed by. Leafpaw felt her muscles relax as she entered Thunderclan territory. She froze when she heard voices. She leapt into the cover of a holly bush and peeked through the branches to see who was talking. She spotted a tabby she-cat leaning against a large black tom. She realised, while she stared at the cats, that she recognised both pelts. Thistleheart She thought her gaze on the tom and Sparrowface! I knew it! She yowled in her head. She felt a slight tingle of triumph ripple through her pelt as she watched the two warriors rub their cheeks against each others'. She listened to their conversation intently;
"Thistleheart?" Sparrowface asked looking at the large tom.
"Yes?" he purred turning to look into her eyes.
"I'm... I'm" She stuttered shyly, turning away. "I'm expecting kits." She whispered to him. Leafpaw looked at the two as Thistleheart purred in reply. Leafpaw looked at the she-cat and realised that she indeed looked like she was expecting kits. Leafpaw turned away. I will never moon over another cat like that. Ever.

Leafpaw approached to Moonpool and looked around for Redpaw. She spotted his red pelt as he neared. She purred softly as he walked up to her.
"You came!" He whispered in her ear. She began to purr even louder and nodded.
"Where are we going? We can't stay here!" She purred. He looked away, searching for a place to go. Leafpaw looked around too. She turned to look at him when he pointed his muzzle towards a small clearing sheltered by trees. That must have been difficult to spot! She thought admiringly as she trotted beside Redpaw to the clearing. She smelt the slight scent for mouse and followed the scent trail. She turned around when she heard it scuttle behind her, she spotted it's light grey fur and dropped into a hunter's crouch. She felt her tail twitch in annoyance. I wish my power would come back. She thought unhappily. She leapt as the mouse lifted up it's nose and smelt the air. Her paws landed squarely on the mouses back, killing it instantly. Leafpaw looked at her kill. It lay at her paws, still. She felt a rush of annoyance as she picked up her prey. I miss my power. She thought glumly. She dropped it in front of Redpaw and looked up, grinning. Redpaw jumped up and wriggled his rump and leapt into a tree he had been eyeing down, Leafpaw followed. Redpaw scratched at the bark and looked down cheekily as it fell of Leafpaw's face. Leafpaw shook her head and hissed playfully. He turned and bolted up the tree, Leafpaw following happily. She felt her muscles rippling under her pelt as she raced up the tree. Watched as Redpaw suddenly changed his course and leapt to the next tree. Leafpaw stopped for a moment, then ran in the direction he had gone. She watched him leap from tree to tree. Leafpaw smiled when he jumped to the ground and trotted to the bottom of Leafpaw's tree. She jumped to the ground too. Her paws touched the ground and she felt the leaves under her paws. She purred as Redpaw came up to her with a squirrel he had caught in the trees.
"Share?" He mumbled through the squirrel. Leafpaw nodded. She lay down beside him and began to eat.
"This is delicious!" She remarked through mouthfuls of the squirrel. He began to purr. She smiled.

When Leafpaw and Redpaw had eaten their share it had almost been sun-high.
"Will you come here tomorrow?" Redpaw had asked hopefully.
"I will. I promise." Leafpaw had answered. She was tired, she hadn't slept the whole night but she wouldn't give up anything to be able to see Redpaw tomorrow night. Once she had gotten back in her nest at the Windclan camp, she had tried to sleep but the second she had closed her eyes she heard the other apprentices start to wake. She had been called on morning patrol. So far the patrol had seen a rabbit and been able to catch it. Leafpaw dragged her paws sleepily, her eyes felt like they had boulders tied to each of them.
"Pick up the pace Leafpaw!" Rainshadow called out from the front, causing her to jump and dash forward a few tail-lengths but then she slowed down again. Smallpaw nudged her on the shoulder causing her to flinch, she had figured out how to control if she or the other cat gets hurt. She'd had lots of practice after being in the apprentice den for Thunderclan and Riverclan. She couldn't control it, though, when she was fighting or anything that involved her to feel energetic. She turned to look at Smallpaw he looked worried, Leafpaw turned her head quizzically.
"You look tired! Cats could think you had been hunting all night." Leafpaw shook her head, too tired to protest. Smallpaw trotted beside her, looking ahead. "So what were you doing last night?" Leafpaw was reminded of Gelding when he asked her what she did at night.
"I slept." Leafpaw answered, the same way she used to answer Gelding.
"That's not good enough! I know you didn't sleep! You're too tired!" He responded. Leafpaw shrugged. She didn't want to explain herself to a tiny apprentice. But he kept on looking at her. Leafpaw felt uncomfortable, her pelt prickled as she picked up her pace and got ahead of Smallpaw. Why don't cats just leave me alone!?

Leafpaw walked back from meeting with Redpaw again. Her head hung low and her paws leaving indents in the ground where she dragged them. She hadn't slept in days. She slumped into her nest and fell straight into sleep. She had barely closed her eyes when she heard her name being called. She opened one eyelid to a slit and looked to see who it was. It was Poppystream, the Windclan medicine cat. She was looking at Leafpaw, worry in her eyes. Leafpaw was confused; I'm not sick, am I? She thought as she looked at the worried she-cat. Poppystream called again and this time Leafpaw got up. She looked around for the other apprentices but saw that they were gone. That's strange. She thought as she walked sluggishly towards the medicine cat. She looked outside to see it was sun-high and the camp was buzzing with energy. Why didn't they wake me up? Leafpaw wondered as she walked with the medicine cat to her den. Poppystream turned to look into Leafpaw's eyes. Leafpaw was shocked by the fury in them. But at the same time there was pity and sympathy. I don't need you pity. Or your sympathy for that matter! But instead of saying to out loud she just looked back at the Poppystream.
"So?" Poppystream asked, "What've you been up to all night?" Leafpaw shivered, does she know? No how could she? Leafpaw shrugged, casting a longing look at Poppystream's nest. Poppystream glanced the direction Leafpaw was looking then she turned her sympathetic gaze back to Leafpaw. Leafpaw felt her mouth go dry as she saw the she-cat's eyes turn cold.
"You were with anther cat. Weren't you?"

Leafpaw froze, how could she know? How! Leafpaw wondered not looking into Poppystream's eyes,
"Who?" Poppystream hissed.
"No cat." Leafpaw lied, turning to look Poppystream in the eyes, she will think I'm not lying if I don't look her in the eyes.
"Really?" Poppystream asked sarcastically.
"Yes." Leafpaw answered flatly, feeling her blood turn to ice.
"Fine." Poppystream answered warily, "But!" She continued as Leafpaw began to run for the exit. "I'll make one of the other apprentices keep an eye on you!" Leafpaw shrugged and continued to run for the exit. Please don't be Small paw! She thought please don't be Smallpaw! Not Smallpaw!

"Smallpaw will be coming with us on the patrol today!" Jaggedtooth announced croakily. He'll be retiring to the elders' den soon enough, Leafpaw thought as she watched the old tom limp to the camp entrance at the head of the patrol. It had been nine days since Poppystream had called Leafpaw to her den and Leafpaw's hopes had been crushed. The second she had left the medicine cat den, Poppystream had spoken to Smallpaw and he had been on the same patrols as her ever since. It had been more difficult at night to see Redpaw but she had always made it. Redpaw's medicine cat had pulled him over too, but he had not had to have a guard put on him. Leafpaw and Redpaw had always had to finish their meetings earlier so that Leafpaw and him could get some rest. The last time they had parted he had told her that one day they would have fine kits. But Leafpaw had just nodded and purred her farewell. She didn't like the idea of having little squirming creatures all around her everyday and her not being able to do anything, but she still wanted to meet with Redpaw every night. She had decided that, even though Redpaw was there, she wasn't going to Thunderclan. The trees were to close together and she couldn't run between them as well. But she had also decided that if she didn't like Shadowclan then she wouldn't be going to Windclan or Riverclan. But she hadn't completely made up her mind yet. Leafpaw sniffed the air for scents. She smelt rabbit, that's all we ever find on the moor. She thought as she spotted it's fluffy, white tail bobbing in the grass. She dropped into a hunter's crouch and stalked up to the rabbit. She felt the wind ruffle the fur on her face. She made sure that she was up-wind from the rabbit so that it couldn't smell her. She wriggled her hind legs and leapt out of the grass. She sprinted after the rabbit as it turned and bolted. Leafpaw pushed her feet into the ground and speed up. The rabbit spotted it's hole and Leafpaw leapt, landing on top of it. She heard a crack and the rabbit let out a squeal of pain. She had broken it's back, but not a major part so it was still struggling to get away, finally! Leafpaw thought as she jumped off of it, I can torture it as much as I like! Leafpaw bit the rabbit's hind leg, it squealed in pain again, Leafpaw smiled and purred. The rabbit was tiring and Leafpaw felt it's blood pool around her paws, soaking them red. She watched as it's eyes went dim. She remembered how she had been told, while she had been an apprentice, that she had to thank Starclan for the prey. Leafpaw grinned then looked up at the sky and snarled. She turned her head back to the rabbit and tore out it's throat. She realised as she looked at her kill that the clan would never except it and she could hear the patrol coming up the hill behind her. What do I do? I can't leave it hear can I? No. It's got my scent on it. She rolled it hurriedly into the it's hole that it had tried to get into. She turned around and looked at the patrol.
"Where did it go?" Jaggedtooth croaked.
"It ran down the hole." She meowed flatly. He looked at her suspiciously and then waved his tail to get a cat to check the hole, Silverfur trotted up to the hole and sniffed.
"I can smell rabbit, it's fresh." Leafpaw's paws pricked with anticipation. "Wait." Silverfur said raising her tail. "I smell blood!"