Yay, chapter eleven is out on time! You might have realized that the title changed a little. I always planned on making this into a series, not just one book. I don't know how, but I always forgot to add the second part of the title. So now, this book is called Prophecy of War: Calm Before the Storm. Cloudtuft's Clan also got a new title, just in case you were wondering about that too.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy the new chapter! :D

Robinpaw was still fast asleep, curled up in his moss bed. Suddenly, a paw jabbed him in the belly. Robinpaw immediately woke up and jumped to his feet. He sighed when he saw Silverpaw standing next to him, trying her best not to giggle to loud and wake the other apprentices up.

"Good morning, sleepyhead!" Silverpaw purred. "Why'd you wake me up?" Robinpaw whispered, yawning. Even though he was tired from the Gathering last night, he didn't mind getting up early to spend time with his best friend.

"I thought we could hang out together, maybe go fishing or something?" Silverpaw explained quietly. Robinpaw smiled. "Sure, that'd be great." Robinpaw replied. He followed the silver tabby out of the den.

The sun was slowly rising into the sky. It was a cold, windy morning. "Man, leaf bare is coming sooner than I thought." Robinpaw meowed. "Hopefully the river doesn't freeze too much." Silverpaw said. "I'm glad we have a couple of places to fish. It would be awful if we only had one and it froze completely." Robinpaw pointed out.

Silverpaw smiled, staring at her best friend with big, blue eyes. Her silver pelt shined in the sunlight. She gave Robinpaw a quick lick on the ear. "Ready to go?" She asked. Robinpaw nodded.

As they headed for the exit, the warrior on guard duty, Blueflower, stopped to talk to them. "Where are you two headed so early?" The gray warrior asked curiously. Blueflower always was into gossiping. She was probably the biggest gossiper in MarshClan. I don't get how some cats could enjoy gossip so much. I mean, it's not that great, right?

"Just down to the river. We wanted to do some early fishing." Silverpaw explained. "Of course. Have fun you two." Blueflower meowed. She flashed them a smile. Oh boy, I hope she doesn't spread some dumb rumor about us.

Robinpaw and Silverpaw said goodbye to Blueflower and stepped out of the camp. "Alright, Marsh River or Minnow Creek?" Silverpaw asked. "How about Marsh River?" Robinpaw suggested. "Sure." Silverpaw agreed.

Marsh River was the main source of food for MarshClan. It was farther from camp than Minnow Creek was, but Marsh River was much larger and had more fish.

Robinpaw walked through the peaceful forest, staring up at the trees. There were less trees in MarshClan's territory than StoneClan and SnowClan, but they had more than BreezeClan. Robinpaw wasn't a fan of climbing trees, unlike Silverpaw. I don't get why StoneClan cats like trees so much. The water is way cooler than a tree.

Suddenly, Silverpaw raced up a tree. "What are you doing up there?" Robinpaw called up, staring up the base of a tree. He tried to find Silverpaw, but there were too many leaves.

A minute later, a dead squirrel fell from the tree, landing on Robinpaw's head. He shook it off immediately. "Silverpaw?" Robinpaw called again. Silverpaw popped her head out of the leaves. "Yeah?" She asked, smiling. "Did you catch this squirrel?" Robinpaw laughed. "Yeah, that's why I ran up here." Silverpaw giggled, climbing down the tree.

"Why?" Robinpaw said, picking the squirrel up for her. " I dunno. I saw it and just felt like chasing it." Silverpaw shrugged. "I

swear, you're part StoneClan." Robinpaw joked, nudging her with his paws. "And you're part bird." Silverpaw winked. Robinpaw knew exactly what she was talking about. For some reason, it was a tradition in Robinpaw's family to name at least one kit after a bird. Silverpaw always thought it was a strange tradition. Well, if I ever have kits, I'll continue that tradition. It'll totally annoy Silverpaw. And because it will make dad and mom happy. But mostly because it'll bug Silverpaw.

Robinpaw rolled his eyes playfully and chuckled. The two started walking towards Marsh River again. "Next time you see a squirrel, don't chase it. We should get to Marsh River and fish, not climb trees after squirrels." Robinpaw said. "Okay, okay. No more squirrels." Silverpaw vowed, a hint of amusement in her voice.

Robinpaw stared into the rushing water of Marsh River. It was so peaceful and beautiful. He balanced on a rock in the center of the river. Silverpaw sat on a nearby rock.

"They're just not biting today." Robinpaw sighed. They had been out for a while, and still hadn't seen any fish. "Maybe it's too early?" Silverpaw suggested. Robinpaw shook his head. "That doesn't sound right. It's not that early anymore. We've been out for a while." Robinpaw told her.

"Hey! Hey, look!" Silverpaw exclaimed. "There's some fish over there!" "Shush!" Robinpaw meowed. "You'll scare them away!"

"That's a great idea!" Silverpaw said cheerfully. "What? Scare away our fish?" Robinpaw asked, confused. Silverpaw laughed at her friend's comment.

"I'll jump in front of the fish, scaring them towards you. That's when you grab them." Silverpaw explained. "Good idea. Let's try it." Robinpaw meowed.

He watched as the silver tabby jumped onto shore gracefully. She walked over by where the fish were and looked at him. She gave a little nod to him and Robinpaw nodded back to show that he was ready. Silverpaw leapt into the water, causing a loud splash. She had landed right in front of the fish. They were now in between her and Robinpaw. Robinpaw was happy to see that her plan was working.

Just as she had said, the fish began to swim in the direction of Robinpaw. Robinpaw grabbed a nearby fish out of the water, killing it with his claws. He grabbed another one and placed it on the rock. Robinpaw swiped at another one, but missed. The fish swam back towards Silverpaw, who was still swimming in the water. Robinpaw grabbed another fish out of the river.

Silverpaw's idea worked so well! I'm not gonna lie, I'm a little jealous. Usually it's me coming up with the great plans. The brown and white tom couldn't help but laugh at his thoughts.

Robinpaw grabbed one of his caught fish and tossed it onto the bank of the river. He did the same thing with the other two fish and jumped onto the bank. He looked into the river for Silverpaw. Where is she?

Robinpaw couldn't help but laugh when he saw her silver head above the river, carrying a big fish in her mouth.

She climbed out of the river and shook her pelt out, getting Robinpaw wet. "Watch it!" Robinpaw exclaimed. "Whoops." Silverpaw blushed, dropping her fish on the ground. "That was great! You had such a good idea." Robinpaw told her. "Yeah, we did great!" Silverpaw agreed.

"Come on, let's bring all of this back to camp. Maybe we can try this again sometime." Robinpaw nodded and grabbed his three fish by their tails. They padded through the MarshClan territory, listening to the birds sing and the rushing river. "I'm sure the queens will enjoy these." Robinpaw said. "I heard Flutteringleaf is moving into the nursery soon." Silverpaw meowed. "I think she's expecting Molewhisker's kits. At least, that's what I've heard."

Robinpaw was happy for Flutteringleaf. MarshClan would be happy with more kits. It felt good to know that his clan was thriving. The fish were bountiful, they didn't have many problems with the other clans, and they had many cats, unlike SnowClan. It felt like everything was going wrong for SnowClan. Sure, they weren't the nicest clan in the forest, but they still didn't deserve to suffer.

Robinpaw dropped his fish off in the fish pile. "Do you want to share the squirrel with me?" Silverpaw asked as she dropped her fish off. "Sure." Robinpaw smiled. They sat in the shade, underneath a large oak tree. Robinpaw wasn't very hungry, but he was happy to share a squirrel with Silverpaw. He usually ate fish, just like every other cat in MarshClan, so he wasn't used to eating squirrels. But it was a nice change from fish everyday.

"Silverpaw, Robinpaw!" Robinpaw turned to see Silverpaw's mentor, Reedstrike. "We're going to do some combat practice with Ravenpaw and Jaypaw. We have to get ready for the apprentice games, they're coming up in a moon or so." Reedstrike told them. The apprentice games! I totally forgot about it!

The apprentice games were a special event for all of the clans. Every three moons, the four clans got together to compete in the apprentice games. They were competitions for the clans to compete in, like a hunting challenge and a battle tournament. Even though only apprentices were able to compete in the challenges, it was an event enjoyed by cats of all ages. Before the apprentice games, the leader of a clan chose the apprentices that we're going to compete in the challenges. Each clan brought fresh kill, and the winning clan took a good amount of the fresh kill. The clans in second place and third place also got a share of the prey, while the clan in last place received none.

Robinpaw and Silverpaw quickly finished the squirrel and followed Reedstrike to the Sandgrounds. Both apprentices were excited for the upcoming apprentice games. This was most likely their last time participating, since they would probably be made warriors by the time the next one came around.

They both had competed in the last one. Robinpaw and Hawkpaw competed in the battle tournament together. While Robinpaw didn't make it as far as Hawkpaw, Robinpaw did better in the hunting competition and relay race. Silverpaw had competed in the hunting competition, tree climbing contest, and the relay race. Pouncepaw was in the fishing competition and the balance contest. Hawkpaw had also competed in a stealth challenge.

Because MarshClan only had four apprentices at them time, the apprentices competed in several competitions. MarshClan still didn't have a medicine cat apprentice, so they would be unable to compete in the herb sorting challenge.

Reedstrike, Robinpaw, and Silverpaw met with the others in Sandgrounds. "Hey guys!" Jaypaw greeted them. "Are you guys excited for your first apprentice games?" Silverpaw asked excitedly. "Of course! I've been looking forward to it for a while!" Jaypaw exclaimed. "Hopefully I get picked for the hunting competition. Or the fishing one. I'm good at both." Ravenpaw said thoughtfully.

"What do you think I'll be in?" Jaypaw asked. "The battle tournament. I've seen you fight before, and you're pretty good." Robinpaw told him. "Thanks!" Jaypaw smiled.

"Alright you four, we've got a lot of time before the apprentice games. We should focus on tonight's practice instead." Runningfire purred as he padded into the Sandgrounds. "Runningfire! I wasn't sure if you were going to join us or not." Robinpaw meowed.

He was overjoyed to see his mentor. Ever since the accident with the SnowClan warriors, Robinpaw hadn't seen much of his mentor. Runningfire had been hurt badly, but it looked as if he had healed well. The MarshClan deputy looked just like his old self, as if he had never been hurt.

"Of course I was coming. How could I miss my apprentice training for the big apprentice games?" Runningfire smiled. He gave Robinpaw a lick on the ear and then walked over to join the other mentors.

"Okay, who wants to go first?" Lionclaw asked. "Me!" Jaypaw and Silverpaw exclaimed simultaneously. "Okay, okay, Jaypaw and Silverpaw are up first." Heathercloud told them. "Hurry up, step onto the battlefield."

Ravenpaw and Robinpaw took seats next to the mentors as Jaypaw and Silverpaw got into their positions. "Who do you think will win?" Ravenpaw asked curiously. "Silverpaw. She's great at fighting and more experienced." Robinpaw told him. "I totally agree. As much as I love Jaypaw, he's going to get destroyed." Ravenpaw laughed. Robinpaw tried his best not to laugh. Heathercloud was glaring at them for being too loud.

"I'm so sorry she's your mentor. She looks like she'd be a pain in the tail." Robinpaw whispered to his little brother. "Oh you have no idea. She's not exactly supportive." Ravenpaw replied softly. "But I'll survive."

Suddenly, he left out a yawn. "Have you been getting enough sleep? You seem tired." Robinpaw meowed. "We do night training sometimes. I don't get much sleep." Ravenpaw explained. "Really?" Robinpaw asked, surprised. He had noticed his brother missing sometimes at night, but he just assumed that he couldn't sleep very well. She must be related to Brindlestar. They're both extreme and crazy she cats.

Robinpaw watched as his brother charged at Silverpaw. She gracefully leapt out of the way of his attacks. He charged again, and yet again, Silverpaw jumped out of the way. This time, when he charged again, she jumped onto his back. Jaypaw shook his body furiously, trying to shake her off. Silverpaw hung on tight. She hit him on the head with her paw. Her claws were still sheathed.

"What is she doing?" Ravenpaw whispered. "This is her thing." Robinpaw explained. "She likes messing with her opponents. Silverpaw might not be strong, but she does know how to mess with cats."

Robinpaw smiled as Silverpaw used her speed to run in a circle around Jaypaw. He tried to hit her, but couldn't quite catch her. Suddenly, she stopped running and tripped him with her tail. Jaypaw fell awkwardly on his back. Silverpaw pounced on Jaypaw. "Looks like the hunter caught the jaybird." Silverpaw smiled.

"Very good you two." Reedstrike called to them. Silverpaw let Jaypaw sit up. "Can I try again?" Jaypaw asked. "Of course, Jaypaw. Do either of you boys want to go?" Runningfire smiled.

"I'll go!" Robinpaw volunteered.

"Alright, Silverpaw, you can have a break. Robinpaw and Jaypaw, you're up." Runningfire meowed.

"I can't believe I got beat twice!" Jaypaw exclaimed on the way back to camp. "Don't worry, you'll get better. You just need a bit more practice." Robinpaw encouraged him. "Yeah, yeah. I know." Jaypaw sighed.

"I thought you did well out there." Ravenpaw told him. "But I didn't win." Jaypaw pointed out. "You have to look at the positives, Jaypaw. I wasn't always good, but I learned from my mistakes and look! I'm kicking your tail today." Robinpaw smiled.

"StarClan, you sound like my mentor." Jaypaw moaned. Robinpaw, Ravenpaw, and Silverpaw laughed. "Well, I'm going to have to get more practice in if I want to be in the battle tournament. Hey, Robinpaw, can you help me get ready? You were in it last time! You could help me, right?" Jaypaw exclaimed, perking up.

Robinpaw purred. It felt good to have someone ask for help, especially his little brother. "Sure, we start tomorrow." Robinpaw said, trying to look tall. "Sweet!" Jaypaw meowed excitedly.

Robinpaw slumped down into his bed. He was tired form his long day with his best friends. As he shut his eyes, he realized that tonight was the night he was supposed to meet with Graypaw to talk about the prophecy. Ugh, I'm so tired though. How am I going to get through this?

Robinpaw shook the thought away. How could he think like that? The prophecy was clearly important, way more important than his night of sleep. Robinpaw shut his eyes and prepared to go to the StarClan Forest.

Within seconds, he found his glowing spirit floating above his sleeping body. I'm still amazed by this. I don't think I'll ever get over it. Robinpaw yawned and shook his pelt out before heading out of camp.

It was a cold night, but it didn't bother the brown and white apprentice. The only light in the forest came from the moon that was still rising into the sky. The moonlight shined through the trees and lit up the rushing water of the Marsh River. Shells and pebbles shined in the moonlight. It's so pretty. Maybe I should go out at night more often. Maybe I'll even take Silverpaw out here one night.

As Robinpaw took a step into the water, he thought he saw the silhouette of a cat in the distance. He couldn't make out who or what it really was. Eh, it's probably nothing. I'm just tired. As Robinpaw took another step, he realized how much easier it was to swim through the river. This whole thing is just insane.

Robinpaw made it to the other side of the river; BreezeClan territory. He would have to pass through BreezeClan's part of the forest before he made it to StoneClan's territory. I've never really seen BreezeClan's territory. Sure, I've seen it from the other side of Marsh River, but that's it.

Since there were less trees than MarshClan's territory, it felt strange to Robinpaw. He could see the moon more clearly. It does have a great view of the stars. Robinpaw began to run through BreezeClan territory. I'm not here to sight see. Maybe some other night, but right now I have to meet Graypaw. I don't want to keep her waiting too long.

"Graypaw? Graypaw, where are you?" Robinpaw called out as he passed over StoneClan's border. He looked around for the gray she cat. Oh, StarClan, don't tell me that she went to MarshClan's camp looking for me.

"Right here!" Robinpaw looked to see Graypaw running towards him. "Hey! Hope I'm not too late. I got caught up with my brothers. Kits, you know." Graypaw explained. "No, no, it's fine." Robinpaw smiled.

"Okay, so let's talk about the prophecy." Graypaw got right to work. That's good. She's clearly a hard worker. We'll get along great.

"Okay, so Finchbelly, he's the one who told me the prophecy, he gave me a cryptic message and the prophecy." Robinpaw told her. "What did he say?" Graypaw asked curiously. "He said that war was coming, the forest would burn, families would fall, and foundations will shake or something." Robinpaw told her. It had been a while since he had met Finchbelly, so he had a little trouble remembering all of the words.

"Okay, so let's brainstorm. So there's us two," Graypaw meowed. "And the light and dark, whoever they are." Robinpaw finished for her. "Right. So that's all the prophecy says. But if we take what Finchbelly told you into account, there's clearly something big coming." Graypaw said. "Yeah, war apparently. But who's fighting who?" Robinpaw wondered aloud. He shuddered at the thought of war.

"And who are the other two cats?" Graypaw added. "Anyone in your clan fit that description? Light or dark?" Robinpaw asked. Graypaw shook her head. "I thought Eaglepaw could be the bird, but then you turned out to be the bird." She explained. "Well, my mother's name is Nightpool, but I don't think- wait a second, I think you're on to something." Robinpaw meowed.

"I am?" Graypaw asked, confused by what he meant. "We both assumed that the other cats in the prophecy would be from our own clans, right?" Robinpaw began. Graypaw nodded, still confused. "But then we found out that that wasn't the case. We're each from different clans, but still apart of the prophecy." Robinpaw went on.

"I still don't understand what this has to do with anything." Graypaw admitted. "What if the other cats weren't from StoneClan or MarshClan?" Robinpaw explained. Graypaw gasped. "I feel like an idiot! How did I not see that before?" Robinpaw couldn't help but let out a purr.

"So maybe that means one is from BreezeClan and the other is from SnowClan. But how are we supposed to find them? I know we agreed to wait for them to find each other, but I'm not sure anymore." Graypaw told him. "The prophecy doesn't say that we find them. We should let it all happen naturally." Robinpaw insisted.

"But it says that they fight!" "I know, but we have to trust StarClan on this." "I dunno, Robinpaw,"

"Trust me. We'll be okay."

"But we should do something!"

Robinpaw sighed. He knew she was right, they should do something. But what? "Alright, I have an idea." Graypaw told him. "We should probably end soon and meet up again in two nights. When we do, we should look around the other camps and see if we can find anything that might help us find one of the others. Then, we send them to go and find the other cat. So we're not really interfering, we're just giving it a little push." Graypaw told him.

Robinpaw though about it for a moment. It sounded like a good idea. At least, it was the only idea they could really do right now. "Okay, it sounds good to me." Robinpaw agreed. "Great! In two nights, we'll meet again. How about we meet at Star Valley this time? That way you won't have to walk all that way." Graypaw suggested, blushing a little.

Robinpaw could tell that she felt bad for making him walk. He didn't mind, but he was grateful that they finally had a plan. "Okay, that sounds like a plan. Goodnight, Graypaw." Robinpaw yawned. "Goodnight, Robinpaw." Graypaw replied, purring. Robinpaw started to head back to MarshClan. He stopped at one point to look back and she if Graypaw had left before running across the border. Graypaw had already turned around and headed for her camp. I'm happy that we got something done. It's a good thing that Graypaw is kinda like me. It makes working with her so much easier. Hopefully the others will be as productive as Graypaw.

Not the best chapter I've written, not gonna lie. Especially those two long paragraphs all about the apprentice games. Anyway, I hoped you enjoyed the latest chapter. This chapter's question: What do you think of the apprentice games? Thanks for reading! Please leave a review, it helps me improve my books for everyone. :)