Gingerpaw fell over onto her moss bed as she came into the appretices den. "Never in my
entire six mooned life did I think I would run that much." Runningpaw came in through
the entrance to the appretices den, and gave a little purr of amusment. "The first day is
always the hardest. You'll get used to it after a while." "You're kidding right, she's a
wimpy, mouse brained, apprentice that won't ever be a warrior." Poppypaw had entered
the den. "At least I can stand on all fours." Gingerpaw stuck out her hind leg, tripping
Poppypaw. "You just don't know when to quite do you?" "You asked for it." Runningpaw
pointed out. He laid down next to Gingerpaw and fell asleep. She laid her head on her
paws and fell fast asleep.
She found herself standing in the middle of the camp, all she could hear was cats
screeching and the sounds of battle. "Why am I here!" She cried. "You are an apprentice
now, I see fit that now is the time you and I connect." "You told me you would always be
with me." "I will be with you, I am the sun that brightens the morning, and the ginger in
your pelt. If you need me, call upon as you wish, but always remember that I am half of
you." "I could never forget it, you are always in my heart, even though we have never
met." The sounds of battle had died down, and now Firestar revealed himself. He landed
swiftly beside her, and Gingerpaw felt the heat of the sun burn into her fur. "Oh, and
before I forget. Cloudtail dosen't like the wake up calls." "I figured that." Gingerpaw
laughed.