"Thornclaw will you please step forward." Duststar was appointing the Thunderclan
deputy. Gingerpaw couldn't believe her ears, the deputy was going to be her mentor.
"You are strong and wise Thornclaw, I'm sure you will pass that on to Gingerpaw."
Gingerpaw ran over and touched noses with Thornclaw. Then turned around and ran over
to Poppypaw. Poppypaw had dreaded the day she was made apprentice, and had to sleep
in the same den as him. "Don't you want to congradulate me, Poppypaw?" "Shouldn't you
stay with your mommy, I mean Starclan forbid you won't get enough attention sleeping in
our den." Gingerpaw knew her way around insolts. "Is someone jealous, I'll try to leave a
little of lime lite for you. How can I put this in words you'll understand? Your last moons
mouse meat." Poppypaw's eyes burned with hate and he sprung at her. She tried to dodge
him, but wasen't quick enough. He pinned her to the ground and pushed down on her
neck. "New apprentices shouldn't run their mouths, you need to lean that lession."
Poppypaw pressed down harder, and Gingerpaw was loosing oxygen. She heard a wild
hiss of rage as Poppypaw was swatted off her. She looked up to see Runningpaw standing
over Poppypaw. "You're an insolt to the clan, choking a new apprentice out of envy,
discracful." He turned to Gingerpaw. "Are you alright?" "Fine, just fine." For once in her
life Gingerpaw wasen't mad that he helped her, but she felt emotion torwards him.
"Thanks." She said quietly.