Brightfang: YAY, another update, and quicker then the last one. I thinkI rewrote this chapter five times before I got to this one, and I figured i shouldn't keep you waiting anymore, so tell me what you think. I'd like to thank Dewflower for reminding me that Bramblepaw finds out about Tigerstar in The Darkest Hour (meaning he doesnt know in this story). also thanks to Tigerstripe for pointing out that Swiftpaw's mother was Goldenflower, not Frostfur. sry for the mix up.
A/N2: also there's a mistake in my elders chapter. Halftail shouldnt be in it. Thank you to Freedomstar999 for mentioning that. Now, finally, Bramblepaw:
Bramblepaw sat in the apprentices den with Tawnypaw and Fernpaw.
"I can't believe Bluestar's gone," muttered Fernpaw for about the hundredth time that day, "I just can't believe it."
"Me neither," mewed Bramblepaw, giving the she-cat a reassuring lick on the ear, "I'm sure it's hard for the warriors too. Bluestar was probably the only leader most of them knew."
"'Cept maybe One-eye and Smallear, they must be a hundred seasons old," Tawnypaw pointed out as she drew her paw over her ear, and added, "Though Smallear doesn't like us very much…no cat does."
"That's not true!" accused Bramblepaw, but didn't fully believe himself.
"Bramblepaw's right, I like you!"
Bramblepaw smiled at the two she-cats, "And Ashpaw, and Thornpaw, and Brackenfur, and Darkstripe and Cloudtail and Lostface all like us."
"You didn't mention Dustpelt." Mewed Fernpaw, earning a mrrow of amusement from the two other apprentices,
Tawnypaw glared at her, "He would like us if you told him to." Fernpaw just looked at her paws, and Bramblepaw guessed that she was genuinely embarrassed.
"Or…or Fireheart."
The young tabby tensed, he had purposely not added his mentor…his leader now. He knew as well as Tawnypaw that Fireheart looked at them differently, as if he was just waiting for them to mess up.
"I know…I think he trusts us." Bramblepaw didn't want to upset Fernpaw. She was older by a good few moons, almost as old as Cloudtail, but she was fragile and small, and Bramblepaw knew this.
Tawnypaw eyed him strangely and mewed, "Now, if you two could be quiet for long enough, I think I'll get some sleep. I haven't slept properly since before we went to Sunningrocks."
"Me too," replied Fernpaw as she laid her head on her paws, "'Night, Tawnypaw, Bramblepaw."
"'Night," they replied together. Bramblepaw didn't sleep. He didn't want to; Fernpaw had caused him to think about his mentor. He shook himself and padded out of the den looking for one, certain she-cat.
If Fireheart was going to be his new leader, then Bramblepaw felt as if he should be trusted completely. Wasn't that what a leader did: Trust his warriors and apprentices? The young tom knew not to claim more then he really did know, but couldn't help but thinking that Fireheart thought of him as a little apprentice who should be glared at a lot.
He blinked his amber eyes then spotted who he was looking for. "Goldenflower!" he called to his mother who was walking out of the nursery.
"Bramblepaw!" she called, "Are you okay, my kit? Is anything wrong?"
"I-I just wanted to talk to you." She nodded and calmed down to let her son continue, "Do you think that Fireheart doesn't like me."
"I'm sure he likes you just fine," but Bramblepaw noted the tenseness in her voice and the flicker of her eyes.
"He looks at me funny," he mewed, "Me more then Tawnypaw, but her too."
Goldenflower nodded with understanding, knowing that her kit was wise beyond his moons, "You may have to work a little harder to get Fireheart to completely trust you, but he will. He of all cats should know what it's like to be judged."
"Why's that"
"He was born a kittypet, and will now be your leader."
"A kittypet, I don't believe it."
"Bluestar allowed him to join the Clan when he was six moons old, and he trained as an apprentice alongside Graystripe and Ravenpaw."
"Who's Ravenpaw?"
"He's a loner who…who left the Clan." Bramblepaw figured there was more to the story, but didn't pry. He was more worried about getting Fireheart to trust him.
"But how can I be the best warrior if my own leader doesn't seem to trust me for no reason."
"He will, Bramblepaw."
She started to walk off but Bramblepaw stopped her, "Mother, do you think Father would be proud of me if he was alive?"
"I think he would, as long as you're the best apprentice you can be." Bramblepaw felt young and desperate, I am being the best I can, don't you know that. Part of him wanted to scream and be noticed, but he kept himself on the ground.
"Okay, thank you, Goldenflower. I think I'll go try and sleep."
"Good, you look dead on your paws," she licked him between the ears, "Go rest."
He walked back thinking: Firestar has to trust me, right. I'm a good apprentice, his apprentice, and a good warrior...I promise I will be. Maybe he doesn't look at me funny. Maybe it's in my head. I don't know. StarClan help me, Father help me.
Brightfang (again): Alright, in a review, please pick one living cat and one StarClan cat you'd like me to do. As you may have noticed, I gave up on trying to put the chapters in any sor of order and i may end up doing all of them, but this is more of a priority list:
StarClan: Redtail, Bluestar (repost), Spottedleaf,
Living: Ravenpaw, Tigerstar, Mistyfoot/Stonefur
Other sugestions are welcome as always, this is just what i could think of. Please review!