Disclaimer: Yes, disclaimer, mhhhhh. Well lets just say that life is extremely unfair and I don't own Erin Hunter's books or any of the characters that I would give a million dollars to own them. Oh well, I own nothing.

A/N: Yeah, this is like my first story so I would appreciate some helpful feedback. Please review. I hope you like it.

Moonpaw

Moonpaw looked up at silverpelt, the stars of her warrior ancestors shone in her round, wide eyes. The moon covered her sleek tabby pelt with silver. Moonpaw shivered in the glare of the moonlight, "Hello Firestar," she purred without turning her head.

"Moonpaw," Firestar mewed looking at the young apprentice, "I'm sorry to bother you, but you've been gone the whole day."

"Oh," said Moonpaw turning her head and looking at the Thunderclan leader, "I'm sorry. . . I just didn't realize what was going on," she said and looked at her paws, "Firestar, are you mad t me?"

"Oh moonpaw, of course not," sighed Firestar, "It's just, if you're never at the camp, how can I see what your doing. I'll never be able to appoint you as a warrrior, and keep in mind that you've been an apprentice for quite a long time now. Don't you want to be a warrior."

"Firestar, I do," cried Moonpaw to the sky, "You don't know how much I want it, but I don't, It'll tear me apart to become a warrior."

"Moonpaw, It's not as bad as you think it is," replied Firestar understanding perfectly what the she-cat was thinking.

"I just can't imagine leaving my apprentice life behind. I'm going to miss so many things; sharing food with the other apprentices, sleeping in the den, the training missions you sends me on, your such a wonderful mentor, I don't even know why you chose me as an apprentice. Oh Firestar I don't know what to do."

Firestar looked at his apprentice and thought carefully about how much she knew and how much she didn't. She didn't know that she had almost died in birth. The kitten, small and pitiful was brought to the thunderpath. Her mother had died and Windclan could not bear to keep the small kitten, she would have reminded them to much of their precious Morningflower. So Tallstar had brought her to the edge of the Thunderpath and Firestar had carried her home. She still did not know.

"Firestar, you look sad, what are you thinking about?" asked the tabby apprentice.

"Oh Moonpaw, there's so much you don't know," he said.

"Well then, tell me what I don't know. What haven't you taught me Firestar. You're the clan leader, you've gone through so much. You've had to deal with being a kittypet, then becoming the leader. Isn't it hard to take all that responsibility on you?"

"It's harder, harder than anything I've ever done before. It was even harder to lose Bluestar, but she hunt's with star clan now," his eyes saddened at the thought of the beloved leader that Moonpaw had heard so many stories of, "Someday I will to."

"Firestar, don't talk like that. You still have to be my mentor. And even if it's going to be hard, I'm going to work a lot harder from now on, I do want to be a warrior," she squealed.

Firestar's mood lightened as his apprentice brightened, "All right, lets get back to camp."

The to cats padded back towards the Thunderclan camp. Neither one talked, but no uncomfortable silence happened. The walked together, Moonpaw looking at her mentor wonderingly. Firestar looked down at the kit he had taken to Thunderclan when she had no other way to live. He loved her as if she was his own kit.

The pair of cats, pelts glistening in the moonlight slipped through the gorse tunnel. Firestar started padding to his den when he heard Moonpaw call back to him, "Firestar, I know there's something you're not telling me. I don't think I'm ready to hear it yet, but when I am. . . will you tell me," and with that the young cat ran of to her friends in the apprentices den.

Firestar walked towards his den. He needed to lay down and think about what Moonpaw had said. He could tell that there would be hard times ahead.