Mistpaw (he and his siblings Featherpaw, and Mosspaw had recently been made into apprentices as well) walked over.

"Hey Creampaw….I was going to ask you if you wanted to go hunting…but it looks like you already have." Mistpaw meowed. Creampaw looked up and smiled. "Actually I got this from the fresh kill pile…I don't know how to hunt…yet. Want to grab something and eat with me though?" Creampaw replied. Mistpaw nodded and walked off towards the fresh kill pile to choose something. Lynxpaw suddenly jabbed her in the side. "Ouch, what was that for!" Creampaw yowled. "That's Mistpaw!" Lynxpaw exclaimed. "So?" Lynxpaw sighed, "He is Braveheart's son!"

"What's wrong with Braveheart?" Creampaw asked. "Braveheart and Mom used to like eachother. Then Braveheart cheated on her!" Lynxpaw explained. Creampaw remembered how mom had told them about Braveheart. "Well…I can't be mean to Mistpaw just because his dad did something wrong." Lynxpaw sighed and looked away as Mistpaw approached with a starling.

"Thanks again." He meowed as he lay down beside Creampaw. She nodded.

That night Creampaw decided to talk to Vixonpelt about Braveheart. She walked into the nursery. When Vixonpelt wasn't there she remembered that she was a warrior again. She turned and walked into the warrior's den.

"Mom?" she called in. Vixonpelt got up and walked outside with Creampaw. "What's bothering you?" she asked. "What happened between you and Braveheart?" Creampaw confidently asked. Vixonpelt sighed, "Like I've said before. We used to love eachother, but now we don't because he claimed Morningfur as his mate. But really Morningfur isn't his mate. Rainsky is the father of her kits. But he didn't want to be so Braveheart stood in for him."

Creampaw understood. Braveheart didn't really cheat, he only was trying to be nice…but something must have gone wrong between them or mom would have taken him back.

"I know he didn't do anything wrong…but it doesn't feel right to be with him like it used to." Vixonpelt added. Creampaw understood. Braveheart and Vixonpelt's love were buried, never to be dug up. She thanked her mom and went off to bed.

The next day Blackcloud taught Creampaw the different scents of prey. She learned them quickly and soon she had caught a vole from the river. Blackcloud was thrilled because he said voles were hard to catch. Creampaw carried it into camp proudly and padded towards the elders' den.

"Who wants the vole I caught?" she asked. Scarface and Bearheart looked over. But the other elder, Snowclaw seemed uninterested.

"You caught a vole?" Bearheart asked surprised. Creampaw nodded proudly. "You did, didn't you?" Scarface agreed. "Oh just hand it over apprentice." Snowclaw snarled irritably. Creampaw felt hurt. She scooted it over, her spirits falling. "Don't mind him Creampaw. He doesn't deserve the vole that you caught. Here Scarface." Bearheart encouraged. That made Creampaw's spirits soar again. Scarface nodded thankfully while Snowclaw whined. Creampaw left the three elders in their den. Brighteyes was walking around camp, as if she was leader again. Creampaw knew it must be hard for her to admit she wasn't strong enough for the job of leader anymore.

"Want to eat together again?" Mistpaw asked. Creampaw nodded and they chose something from the fresh kill pile. Lynxpaw didn't come over. He stayed with Frostpaw, another apprentice he liked to hunt with. After finishing her meal Blackcloud wanted Creampaw to come and work on some moves.

Lynxpaw saw her leave. "I'll be back in a minute Frostpaw." Frostpaw nodded his head. Lynxpaw stalked towards Mistpaw angrily. "Stay away from my sister." He growled deeply. Mistpaw looked taken aback. "Why? I can hang with whoever I want. Even your sister Lynxpaw." He retorted. "Good luck trying to win her over, she'll never fall for a mouse-brained fool like you." Lynxpaw said. He turned and walked back over to Frostpaw.

Mistpaw was hurt. But he could be with Creampaw if he wanted. He sort of liked her.

Creampaw was complimented on her moves from Blackcloud. He said she was a pro already. It had only been three moons since her apprentice ceremony, but she was hoping to become a warrior really soon.

She went to sleep with Mistpaw beside her. She didn't understand why it bothered her brother so much. Mistpaw was very nice and a good hunter.

The next day Mistpaw was late meeting her for lunch. "Hey Creampaw." Frostpaw called. "Want to go on a walk together?" he asked. "Sure." Creampaw answered. They walked out of camp and towards Sunning rocks. They sat down on the two tallest rocks together and talked for a while.

"Creampaw?" a voice asked. Creampaw realized it was Mistpaw. "Over here Mistpaw!" she meowed back. He walked over and glared at Frostpaw; she ignored that.

"I thought we were supposed to eat lunch together." Mistpaw said flatly. "You never showed up." Creampaw replied. "Sorry…" Mistpaw apologized.

Creampaw felt uncomfortable. It felt like both the toms were trying to get her. Maybe they were…