He heard a rustle. His icey blue eyes darted side to side. Seemed to be scanning... for something. Without flinching he stayed calm padding silently through the evening. Without hesitation, he spotted his target and pounced. "Caught it!" he exclaimed proudly as his prey squealed.
"Well done, Lionpaw!" his mentor commented proudly. "You're going to be an excellent hunter. Now go on and take it to the elders," he mewed.
"Okay, Fallensun," Lionpaw obeyed. He admired his mentor's kindness, discipline and strength. Fallensun, was Dawnclan's deputy. Fallensun had a dark ginger coat, almost red with striking dark green eyes with muscles underneath his neatly groomed coat.
Lionpaw raced back to camp, proudly as he ran over to the elder's den. It was by a fallen gigantic tree with many ferns, moss and branches. "Hello, Littlefoot," Lionpaw mewed politely.
"Why hello Lionpaw! Is that for me? How good of you!" a small gray tabby, with even smaller paws rasped kindly.
"Of course! Oh, and I have something for Raggedfur too," Lionpaw laughed.
"Did I hear my name? Oh... Is that a mouse? For me?" a plump large brown tabby murmured.
"Yes. I have no time to talk! I need to meet up with Whitepaw," Lionpaw replied.
"Are you sure you don't want to hear the story? We were telling Flowerkit and Poppykit about it. When Firestar was feeding Riverclan cats."
"Oh yes! Lionpaw, you look like Firestar! Doesn't he Raggedfur?" Flowerkit giggled. Lionpaw raced out, proud of the kits admiration.
"Lionpaw!" a beautiful white she-cat purred as she pounced on him pinning the much large, bright ginger-gold tom down. Her blue eyes sparkling.
"Get off me Whitepaw! "Cause I'm the great Firestar!"
"Right then.. I'm Squirrelpaw! --"
"Whitepaw! C'mon. I need to tell you something." Darkpaw growled, glaring at Lionpaw.
"Erm... Okay."
Once the two were away from ear-shot Darkpaw gazed at Whitepaw in seriousness. "Why are you hanging with Lionpaw? C'mon." he growled.
"But...-" Whitepaw tried to protest followed her brother anyway. Darkpaw was her brother, always so protective of her, since their mother, Frostleaf, died. You could see a resemblance. Both had pale coats. Whitepaw was completely white, like her mother and Darkpaw was a very pale shade of grey like their father... who was a rogue called Storm. "Stop it Darkpaw! Lionpaw's my friend. He's my bestfriend, and I need you to stop being so bossy!" Whitepaw snapped.
Darkpaw's eyes flashed but in sadness as he stopped in his tracks. There eyes met a moment... there eyes were different. Whitepaw had a soft blue shade of eyes. Darkpaw was a sharp amber... almost blood-red. He snarled as he raced off, out of camp, with the speed of light. "That's it. Soon, I shall be leader of Dawnclan. Soon... with the help of Lionpaw atleast... Firestar, himself."