Lightningpaw traveled through the forest towards the mossy hollow for his training session with Rainpelt. He could hear birds chirping, squirrels chattering, and the rustle of leaves in the wind. When he got to the mossy hollow, Rainpelt wasn't there so Lightningpaw sat down and waited. Just as he started grooming his ears, something heavy landed on him. He let out a yowl of shock and his legs buckled under the weight on top of him. When he opened his mouth to figure out the scent of his attacker, it wasn't what he expected at all. It wasn't a rogue or fox or anything else like that, it was a Thunderclan cat. Lightningpaw rolled over and his attacker lost its grip and fell off. When Lightningpaw whirled around, he realized he was staring at the bluish-gray pelt of is mentor.

"Rainpelt?!" Lightningpaw asked, bewildered.

"You always have to be ready for anything. That was well done, shaking me off like that. But now, your goal is to-"

Rainpelt was interrupted by fierce snarling behind her. Her ears pricked at the sound and her eyes filled with alarm.

"What was that?" Lightningpaw asked, shakily.

"No idea but I bet what's behind me is something I don't want to know." Rainpelt answered.

It broke out again, that menacing growl. This time Rainpelt whipped around and found herself staring into the amber eyes of a full-grown fox.

"Why us?" Lightningpaw thought dreadfully. "What are we going to do?"

"Don't move." Rainpelt whispered.

But Lightningpaw was the only one who listened. The fox leapt at them, snapping at Rainpelt's neck with its sharp teeth. Rainpelt veered away, the fox's gleaming fangs an inch away from making its mark. The fox slashed at Rainpelt with its claws, apparently not giving up. Lightningpaw leapt at the fox slashing his own claws at the fox's legs. It wasn't 'til his second shot made its mark on the fox. Blood poured out of its wound and it yowled in pain. This distracted the fox from Rainpelt and it turned its attention to Lightningpaw. Once the fox's eyes were off of Rainpelt she leaped and landed on the fox's back. Screeching in pain, the fox reared upwards but Rainpelt clung on. When the fox landed on the ground again, Lightningpaw took the chance to swipe at its muzzle. But the fox fought back, and scratched at Lightningpaw's shoulder. Lightningpaw felt blood well up from his wound and pain sear through his shoulder. The fox, outnumbered and injured, finally fled.

"At least it's gone now, I'll tell Icestar to tell her patrols to check if that fox has a den in Thunderclan territory. That was well fought. We should head back now; Dawnflower will want to see us."

"Ok, then. What about our hunt?" Lightningpaw asked.

"We'll save that for tomorrow but you still have to clean up the elder's den. You don't look too injured to be excused from that and somebody's got to do it." Rainpelt answered.

Lightningpaw took a moment to inspect his wounds. His scratches and torn ear hadn't been disturbed but he still had a gash on his shoulder from the fox's claws. Rainpelt didn't look much worse either. Her scratches from the border dispute were fine except one of them was bleeding. She also had some fresh scratches but they didn't seem very deep.

"Let's head back now." Rainpelt suggested.

Lightningpaw trudged through the forest behind Rainpelt. When they got back to camp, Rainpelt sent Lightningpaw directly to Dawnflower's den while she told Icestar about the fox. Sooner or later they would have to get rid of it, she had said.

"What happened now?" Dawnflower asked when she saw Lightningpaw.

"Me and Rainpelt got attacked by a fox. I have a new scratch." Lightningpaw reported.

"Oh great Starclan, that's a pretty deep cut. Does it hurt?"

"It hurts when you touch it." Lightningpaw replied.

"Does it hurt to walk?" Dawnflower asked.

"Not really." Lightningpaw answered.

"Ok, then. I'll get some cobwebs and marigold to prevent infection. Be right back and don't move."

Dawnflower slipped into her den to retrieve the herbs and Lightningpaw looked around for Snowpaw. Snowpaw hadn't really moved from the spot she was in since Lightningpaw had helped her outside. Right now, Snowpaw was asleep so Lightningpaw decided not to disturb her. At that moment, Dawnflower with herbs in her mouth, and cobwebs slathered across her paw. First, Dawnflower carefully spread the cobwebs over Lightningpaw's cut, and then applied the marigold. Lightningpaw hissed in pain at the sting.

"I know it stings but if you get an infection, that'll be worse." Dawnflower remarked.

"Ok, thanks Dawnflower."

Lightningpaw padded out of Dawnflower's den just as Rainpelt was coming in.

"Hello Lightningpaw. How are you doing?"

"I'm fine. Now I'm off to clean the elder's den."

Lightningpaw headed to the elder's den. Cleaning the elder's den seemed like a punishment even when it wasn't. It was so boring unless Scarface or Flowertail tell you a story but when Lightningpaw poked his head into their den they weren't there. They probably went out for a walk or something. Lightningpaw sighed and started scraping the dirty moss out of the den with his claws. Soon he had a ball of dirty moss and he grabbed it in his mouth and headed towards the forest to find some clean moss. When he passed the medicine cat's den, Snowpaw called out to him.

"Hi Lightningpaw!" Snowpaw said.

"Hi. Want a ball of moss, seeing as you like to play with them."

"Where did you get the moss?" Snowpaw asked.

"The…forest." Lightningpaw said, hesitantly.

He knew Snowpaw would not want the ball of moss if she knew it was from the elder's den.

"Liar." Snowpaw said.

"How do you do that?" Lightningpaw asked, embarrassed he'd been caught.

"It's not that hard. Where did that ball come from?"

"The elder's den."

"Yeah, I don't want it. But I lost my ball of moss that I was playing with before so can you go get another one, please?"

"Fine. I'll be back."

Lightningpaw headed out to the forest and looked around for a big mossy patch he could take the moss from. He found one not to far away from camp. With his claws, he gathered a bunch in ball form for Snowpaw and some more for the elder's den. He couldn't carry all of it in his jaws so he pushed the ball with his paws as he headed back to camp. It was a slow pace and took a lot more time for Lightningpaw to get back but finally Lightningpaw made it to Snowpaw's temporary nest.

"Here is your ball of moss." Lightningpaw meowed, muffled by the moss he was carrying.

"Wow, that's a big ball. Thanks Lightningpaw."

"Your welcome, but now I got to go."

"Well ok then, see you later."

Lightningpaw headed towards the elder's den and spread out the moss. Finally he was done. Scarface and Flowertail were back, lounging around outside the den.

"Finally, our nests are here. I thought we weren't going to have one tonight." Scarface grumbled.

He was a grumpy elder. Lightningpaw just thought it was because he was getting old but he didn't dare say that out loud or else Scarface would have his ears.

It was getting dark and the sun was starting to set. Lightningpaw grabbed a piece of fresh-kill and gulped it down in hungry bites. There wasn't anything left for Lightningpaw to do today so he padded toward the apprentice's den and curled up for a good night's sleep. But sleep refused to come. Lightningpaw tried to reason out what was wrong but he didn't get it. There didn't seem to be anything troubling him so what was he worried about?

"Let's just hope tomorrow will be better." Lightningpaw thought.

Tomorrow morning seemed to come in a heartbeat and Lightningpaw was still groggy with sleep. Little did he know that today was the day Snowpaw started walking again.

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