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It had been a little more than four moons since Snakepaw's confession to Streampaw, and she still felt as giddy as the night it happened. They had met many times since then, and he had told her about how Orchidfur, who she guessed was his mentor since the style RainClan used for training apprentices didn't have much involvement from the deputy, had told him he was almost a warrior. She was so excited for both herself and him.

"Streampaw, what do you think your warrior name will be?" Dawnpaw asked. They were sent on a hunting patrol together, along with Gustpaw. Pebblespots wanted to see how well they would do with no warrior involvement. The newest apprentices, Cloudpaw and Jaggedpaw, the daughter and son of Cougarpelt, had only been taught the basics of hunting and could not come with the experienced cats.

"I think, or I hope, Boulderstar will name me Streamwhisper," she answered. The name sounded pretty when it rolled off her tongue.

"That's nice," Dawnpaw nodded. "I hope he names me Dawnflame."

"I want to be Gustclaw," Gustpaw meowed. Neither of the she-cats had a problem of Gustpaw chiming in. Streampaw was actually quite impressed; he was no longer the tiny tom she knew at first. He was now fair-sized, and quite mature. Gustclaw seemed like a fitting name for the tom, who was far past kithood.

Dawnpaw leaned in toward her ear. "You know he likes you, right?" she whispered.

"What?" she whispered back. "Since when?"

"About a moon ago, actually."

Streampaw now noticed how he had seemed really close to her lately. She smiled and leaned back in to her friend. "Is that a particularly bad thing?"

"Yeah, if you still like Snakepaw, which I assume you do. I see you go out at night sometimes."

Streampaw was now worried. "Does anyone else know?"

"No, just me." Streampaw sighed in relief.

"So... you're sure that Gustpaw likes me?"

"Yes. He told me himself."

Streampaw was now trying to end the conversation. She quickly spotted a small hawk on a crag not too far away from them. She swiftly ran up to it and pounced on it back first, killing it quickly.

"Nice catch," Gustpaw complimented. Her cheeks flushed. He found a snow hare and chased after it. He soon returned, and it was about as large as him. He carried it with pride. "Your turn, Dawnpaw," he joked. He dug a large hole and put his hare in it. Streampaw dug a hole beside his for her hawk, and Dawnpaw smiled and started to dig a hole bigger than herself.

"If you're going to try to catch something that big, you might as well be the prey in the hole," Streampaw meowed, being slightly serious.


The three apprentices returned later that day, quite impressing Pebblespots. Their ears were perked up when they heard Boulderstar call a Clan meeting.

"IceClan, some of our warriors have located a Wilderness cat in the territory. We believe it is a panther, but we are not sure. All apprentices are to go with at least one warrior, and warriors are to travel in groups. No cat is to travel alone." He leaped down from his perch.

How will I meet Snakepaw now? she thought. Does this mean Gustpaw and I are meant for each other?