Chapter 2

Many moons had passed since the incident in the nursery. Hollowpaw and Treepaw were officially apprentices now, and Hollowpaw could spend time with Fiercepaw.

"Greystorm, are we going to go do some training today?" Hollowpaw asked.

"Yes, as soon as I finish my meal." Greystorm replied, finishing his mouse.

Once he finished, Greystorm rounded up two other cats.

"Quickstrike and Fiercepaw will join us for hunting and battle training. We ready to go?" Greystorm asked the small group.

The Thunderclan cats nodded. The four toms made their way to the Sandy Hollow; they all stopped at a small puddle of water for a quick drink. The apprentices and mentors split up.

"Alright, the first thing we will be doing today is learning a new move called Play Dead. After that, you two apprentices will do an assessment on how well you both can hunt. I'll be in charge of the battle training, and Quickstrike will be in charge for watching you as you hunt." The grey tom flicked his tail to Quickstrike.

The slender, black tom walked over to Greystorm, and started to spar. Greystorm quickly managed to pin Quickstrike. Quickstrike suddenly went limp with defeat. Greystorm yowled in triumph, but suddenly Quickstrike pushed off Greystorm. Greystorm flew off, but landed on all four paws with ease.

"Whoa! That's so cool! I can see why it's called Play Dead." Fiercepaw chuckled at his own joke.

Greystorm twitched his whiskers in amusement, then continued. "Hollowpaw, I want you to use that move once Fiercepaw pins you. Once you get it right, swap over and then you'll both test it on your mentors. Got it?"

"Got it!" The apprentices meowed in unison.

It took them an hour each to perfect the move, and got it right first time when they did it on their mentors.

"Good job, the both of you. Quickstrike will now take over for hunting." Greystorm nodded his head approvingly. The brown and grey toms both puffed their chests with pride, standing just a little taller.

They all climbed out of the hollow, and made their way through the forest and stopped at a fallen tree. Quickstrike spoke quietly. "Alright, for today, the only thing I want you both to do is try and catch as much prey as you possibly can. I know you're both tired after that battle training, so just do the best you can."

Hollowpaw and Fiercepaw nodded wearily, but bounded off in opposite directions as fast as they can to catch prey. Hollowpaw quietly stalked over to a mouse, making sure he was light on his paws. Before the mouse could figure out he was there, Hollowpaw pounced on top of it, killing it with a swift bite to its spine. He quickly buried it and moved on to catch more prey.

After the short test, Hollowpaw had caught two mice, a blackbird, and a fat pigeon. Fiercepaw, on the other hand, had managed to catch prey that is much more impressive. He had managed to catch an adder, a young hawk, and two fat rabbits.

"Wow! You are such a talented hunter, Fiercepaw! I wish I was as good as you." Hollowpaw meowed admiringly. "How did you even catch that hawk?"

Fiercepaw shrugged. "It was kind of a lucky catch, really. I was about to go after a mouse, but then a hawk swooped down and killed it. The hawk ate the mouse as it went up, and then tried to swoop down to try to kill me. I pounced on it, then bit its neck. Nothing much."

"Nothing much? Holy Starclan, Fiercepaw, that's the best story I've heard all day." Hollowpaw praised.

Fiercepaw shrugged again. "You're a good fighter though; you are great at the new move that we learnt today."

"Thanks." Hollowpaw replied simply. They walked back side by side to the fallen tree where their mentors were waiting for them, their prey clutched tightly in their jaws.

When the two warriors saw Fiercepaw's catch, they looked at each other, both of their eyes wide with a mixture of shock and a small hint of admiration. Hollowpaw couldn't help but feel a tiny bit envious of his friend.

"My Starclan, Fiercepaw, you've done an amazing job!" Quickstrike meowed, impressed.

"You know what, I think you both are ready to become warriors. We have both taught you as much as we can, and you both will do your warrior assessments tomorrow." Greystorm purred with delight.

Hollowpaw bounced with glee, and Fiercepaw suddenly started play fighting with him in excitement.

"This is the best!" Fiercepaw yowled with excitement as he pinned Hollowpaw.

The life of a warrior was approaching him, and Hollowpaw suddenly felt anxious. What if he couldn't follow the warrior code? What if he was killed in battle, or couldn't catch any prey? What if he wasn't even supposed to be a warrior?

Hollowpaw shook his head, and pushed the thought to the back of his head. His Clan needed him, whether he liked it or not.

Hello everyone! It took me a while to edit everything, and I'm doing this at lunch time in school on my laptop, so…. xD

Anyways, hope you enjoy! Thank you if you have read my first chapter. I know it isn't exciting at the moment, but it will get interesting pretty soon. I try to upload at least a chapter every second day. :P

Cyall!