Bluepaw awoke two moons later. She padded out of the apprentice den, stretching her legs in turn. She parted her jaws in a yawn before shaking out her fur and licking her chest fur down. She looked around the camp.

The new deputy Fernheart. Jayblaze had died in another battle against WolfClan for the stones. A few days ago. Bluepaw had received a severe wound from a WolfClan apprentice on her side. Birchpaw slipped out of the apprentice den and glanced at her.

"Wanna get some breakfast and then go hunting?" asked Birchpaw.

Bluepaw nodded. She had just been given the okay from Shadowleaf to leave camp again, and her pent-up energy had to be released.

Birchpaw smiled "squirrel?"

"Sounds good," Bluepaw meowed.

Bluepaw watched him as he padded to the fresh-kill pile and chose a squirrel before coming back to her. The pair wolfed down the prey. Once they finished, they notified their mentors where they were going before heading out of camp. Bluepaw, since her fall into the river, hadn't ever forgotten since to unsheath her claws on the wet rocks outside of camp. Shadowleaf had told her that she wasn't the first, nor would she be the last to slip on the rocks. Bluepaw, despite loving the warm and protective cave when she was a kit, wasn't sure why the Clan hadn't tried to seek out another way out of the cave. There were, after all the tunnels that were off-limits, maybe there was a secret entrance down there that was less dangerous.

Birchpaw was looking around. "Troutfoot the other day taught me how to catch the big birds."

"Like eagles and falcons?" asked Bluepaw looking up at the sky.

Birchpaw nodded "yeah. I didn't catch any, but I came close a few times."

Bluepaw grinned, looking around "you know, I bet we can catch one."

Birchpaw glanced at her "it's a lot harder than you would think."

"Are you doubting our ten out of ten warrior skills?" Bluepaw asked.

Birchpaw chuckled "yes."

Bluepaw flicked his nose with her tail before she tasted the air trying to pick up the scent of a bird of prey.

"We have to remember to stay clear of those talons. They can be pretty sharp," meowed Birchpaw.

Bluepaw nodded and caught the scent of a falcon. She swished her tail towards the direction the smell was the strongest "there is a falcon that way."

"Let us head that away," meowed Birchpaw.

The two silently made their way through the rocky terrain towards the scent of the bird. Bluepaw crouched down behind a rock. The large brown bird was sitting on a rather giant boulder.

"Alright. You sneak around to the far side and pounce on it from behind," Birchpaw meowed.

Bluepaw nodded and carefully made her way to the other side. When she was in place, she charged the bird spread its wings and began to take off before she got too near it, but she managed to snag its wing with her claw. Bluepaw held onto the wing. She watched out of the corner of her eyes Birchpaw jumped at the bird and struggled a bit to nip the back of its neck while staying clear of the beak. She watched Birchpaw dodge the falcon's beak before using his paws to bat the bird down and nipping the back of its neck. When the bird stopped struggling, Bluepaw dropped her hold on it.

She jumped back, grinning, "that was awesome!"

Birchpaw grinned "we did it!"

"I told you we could!" Bluepaw meowed and grinned.

"We should get back to camp. I wonder what Troutfoot and Leafwing will say," Birchpaw meowed.

Bluepaw grinned, and the two both carried the bird back. When they slipped behind the waterfall and dropped the bird on the pile, Bluepaw beamed. Troutfoot looked up from where he was sitting with his mate Cindertail.

"Nice catch, you two," he meowed, smiling.

Birchpaw grinned "thanks!"

Later that night, the queens and elders shared their falcon. Bluepaw was glad she could catch something so big to feed her Clanmates. While she was sitting watching camp Stormpaw trotted over to her.

"Nice catch," he meowed.

"Thanks," Bluepaw meowed, smiling.

"So I was thinking," Stormpaw meowed.

"What's that?" asked Bluepaw.

"We haven't done much together since we went fishing," Stormpaw meowed.

"Trainings been busy," meowed Bluepaw.

Stormpaw glanced at her, "and somehow, you still have enough time to go hunting with Birchpaw almost every day."

Bluepaw blinked "...that's a little different."

"How so?" asked Stormpaw.

Bluepaw sighed softly and glanced away from him. "Birchpaw doesn't want me to hang around you. He says your dangerous."

Stormpaw frowned "dangerous. What in StarClan am I going to do to you?"

"I don't know. It's what Birchpaw says," meowed Bluepaw.

"Well, how about we spend some time together tomorrow?" asked Stormpaw.

Bluepaw glanced at him "don't you have training? I thought Coldwing said the training would be every day."

"I asked him for a break tomorrow," meowed Stormpaw. "I was planning to use that break to spend time with you, but if you're so against us spending time together because Birchpaw said no."

"It's not because Birchpaw said no," Bluepaw lied.

"Oh really?" asked Stormpaw.

"Really," meowed Bluepaw looking at him.

"Okay, so what's the reason?" asked Stormpaw.

"Uh...I think Leafwing wants to teach me some battle moves tomorrow," meowed Bluepaw.

"Then I can come and help you, then we can do something after," Stormpaw meowed.

Bluepaw sighed "what do you want to do?"

Stormpaw grinned in triumph. "I'm not sure. Let me sleep on it."

Bluepaw shook her head "well, I'm heading to bed."

"Night," meowed Stormpaw.

"Night," Bluepaw meowed, slipping into the apprentice den and curling up in her nest.

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