Yeee, another BlueClan challenge!

It was a bright and sunny greenleaf day in the NeonClan training hollow. Firefly felt the heat attacking her dark ginger pelt like a hot spike. Bristling her fur to cool off, she sighed and racked her tired brain for the day's lesson.

Nearby, her apprentice Heatherpaw waited eagerly for the day's training session.

Oh, that's right! They were going to be practicing stalking tactics. Firefly would hide in the forest, and Heatherpaw would launch a sneak attack on her. The peach-colored apprentice was quite advanced by now, and the junior warrior had been and still was overwhelmed.

Today would be the final assessment, and to be honest, Firefly would be glad to have Heatherpaw off her paws.

Quickly, she described the details of the assignment, purposefully neglecting that it was her final assessment, yet saying that it would be awfully hard.

Sweating like crazy, the mentor was probably more nervous than the apprentice. Mistysplash and Streambreeze would laugh at me for days if I got lost! she thought, thinking about her two best friends.

"Count for three minutes, then start your search," Firefly instructed her apprentice.

With that, she dashed into the trees, weaving her way through the brambles and fallen twigs. In that moment, nothing mattered more than getting to a place where Heatherpaw certainly could never find her.

Three minutes later, Firefly wearily pushed aside a branch on a tree- Wait a second! There were no branches like that in NeonClan territory!

She looked around. Sure enough, the trees were no longer the same, and a stream trickled nearby. She was not in her territory. She was lost!

Wait, no. She had only traveled for three minutes. She could still trace her way back to camp, right?

Apparently not. After five minutes of wandering around, Firefly had gotten even more helplessly lost.

She groaned. Now she was never going to find her way back home! Heatherpaw was probably wondering where she was. Failing at the assignment.

Oh great. Now it would be her fault that her excelling apprentice didn't pass her final assessment.

Stumbling around a bit as the sun was swallowed by the inky sky, she sighed, and finally gave up the search. Collapsing onto the ground, the edges of her vision blurred and she gently fell asleep.

Blinking her vibrant green eyes in the warm sun, Firefly yawned sleepily in a pile of twigs.

Wait- a pile of twigs? She didn't sleep in those at camp. Sitting up abruptly, memories scurried back to her in a flurry. About the assessment. About how she had been lost.

Sniffling, her tummy growled. It wanted freshkill, and it wanted freshkill now.

Sighing, Firefly lifted her nose into the air and drank in the scents around her. She smelled mouse in the roots of a tree. But there was something off, so she sniffed again.

There was the mysterious scent! It was a group of cats, two females, and two males. Her ears perked up as she rounded the corner to where the scent came from.

Aha! It was her friends Mistysplash and Streambreeze, along with Streambreeze's mate Snowstrike and Firefly's own mate Ivyfall!

Rushing over, they all exclaimed in excitement.

"Where have you been?" the four of them asked simultaneously.

Firefly smiled. "Oh yeah, that. During Heatherpaw's assessment, I kinda got a little bit lost..."