Frostfire of ThunderClan- Thanks! Sorry, it wasn't so soon. And you're not ging to see this chapter, I think in the next.

MusicMadtm- Never thought of it that way, but it fits.

Fuzzyclaw- I agree. What do you like about Eaglepaw, except for having a character with the same name?

Chapter 11

Breezepaw raised her head proudly as she followed Leafwhisker into camp, a minnow in her jaws.

I did it! I caught my first prey! Before Eaglepaw, she couldn't help but add. Maybe now the rest of the Clan will see that I'm just as good as Eaglepaw.

None of the apprentices had been willing to talk to her since she became an apprentice. Not even Bluepaw. She had hoped they might become friends.

And there he was, his sleek gray-blue fur gleaming in the last rays of sunlight as he arched his back and yawned. Like every time she saw him, her heart gave a little skip, but she pushed it down.

Icebreeze was there too, sitting underneath an overhanging branch, sharing tongues with Rainfall. As if she could feel Breezepaw's eyes on her, the white she-cat's dark amber eyes met Breezepaw's, but instantly pulling away.

She must have seen the minnow. Why isn't she coming to congratulate me?

Eaglepaw has always been Icebreeze's favorite. She never said anything, but Breezepaw could tell from the way she always shot Eaglepaw proud glances, and never looked at Breezepaw. From the way she spoke to Breezepaw, as if she was a mouse brained newborn kit.

Eaglepaw had always denied it, claiming it was Breezepaw who was the favorite, though how she got to that conclusion, Breezepaw had no idea.

"Hey, kit."

Breezepaw raised her head, furious at the insult, and saw Ashpaw in front of her. She let out a hiss. "I'm no kit!"

The gray tom smirked.

"Prove it."

Breezepaw felt the blood rush to her head, and before she knew it she leaped on him with a yowl.

Breezepaw saw with satisfaction surprise flicker in his eyes as she landed on his back and pinned him down.

But her triumph was short.

Recovering himself quickly, Ashpaw rolled over, and kicked her off. Breezepaw felt the air leave her body as she landed heavily. She barely had a chance to take in a breath before Ashpaw was on her, pinning her down.

Idiot, she thought to herself as she struggled helplessly under Ashpaw. What do you think you were doing, attacking him, a much more experienced apprentice? How can I free myself?

"Ashpaw!" a loud voice, Skystar's voice, rang through camp. "What do you think you're doing?"

The weight lifted off her chest, and she took in a deep breath and got up.

Skystar was furiously padding towards them.

"Why were you attacking Breezepaw?" he growled when he finally stopped, a whisker away from the dark gray apprentice.

Before she knew what she was doing, Breezepaw stepped in between them. "He wasn't attacking me. We were just playing."

She managed to keep her eyes steady even when she felt Ashpaw's and Skystar's eyes turn towards her. She hated when cats watched her.

"Are you sure?" asked Skystar carefully.

"Yes! Why wouldn't I be?"

Why does he think I'm lying? I mean yes, I am, but that's besides the point. Why would he think I was lying when I never did before? Anyway, why am I protecting Ashpaw? I don't really know. I guess it was just instinct, but now I can't back away from what I mewed.

"Fine," mewed Skystar sceptically after a couple moments, and padded away. Breezepaw watched her leader pad away, until he disappeared in his den, and only then did she turn to Ashpaw.

He looked surprised, but when he realized she was watching hm, his eyes narrowed in anger. "Don't think this changes anything!" he snarled in her ear. "I didn't need your help, foxdung."

Breezepaw dug her claws into the ground to stop herself from leaping at him. How dare he!? After she helped him, and probably saved him from getting confined to camp, he still speaks to her like that!?

"Who said I was doing it for you?" she snarled back. "I was doing it for myself. You think I want to get punished?" It was a complete lie. She hadn't done it for herself. She wasn't even thinking of that. She had done it for Ashpaw, though she didn't know exactly what she was doing at the time. But she was willing to lie to save her pride.

Ashpaw snorted, but stayed quiet.

Breezepaw picked her trout up and dropped it on the freshkill pile. Why did I help him? She wondered.

The pure white she cat padded towards the apprentice's den, and slipped in.

She was about to drift into sleep when she noticed a movement on the other side of the den. She raised her head, and saw Eaglepaw's shape in the entrance of the den. Her curiosity arose and she decided to see where Eaglepaw was going to. Getting out of her nest, she slipped out of the den after he sister.