Disclaimer: I do not own Warriors. They belong to Erin Hunter.
"Ratpaw, Ratpaw," A blue-grey she-cat called to the apprentice.
"Who are you?" Ratpaw asked the StarCan-sent cat.
"My name is Bluestar. I was leader before Firestar."
Ratpaw was shocked.
"Ratpaw, listen to me. There isn't much time. There is danger in this new place. A cat, much like the Sharptooth of The Tribe Of Rushing Water, lives here. You must chase it away, or all of the cats in all of the Clans will die. Help the cats, Ratpaw! Help your Clanmates!"
Bluestar faded, and Ratpaw woke up.
Leaf came running, and Cinderpelt limping behind her.
"Ratpaw! What's wrong?" Leaf asked.
"I-It was just a dream. Sorry I disturbed your sleep." Ratpaw apoligized.
"Sleep! It's nearly Sunhigh!" Cinderpelt gasped. Then she laughed. "How are you feeling?"
"A lot better!" Ratpaw exclaimed, "It must've been those mint and basil leaves you gave me yesterday."
Cinderpelt looked skeptical. "If you say so... But if you feel the least bit of pain, come back here. I don't know what kind of illness you had, and it may just come in bouts."
Ratpaw nodded. "Bye, and thank you, Cinderpelt, Leaf."
"Ratpaw!" Whitepelt screeched.
Tsunamipaw bounded through the trees.
"Ratpaw!"
Whitepelt's eyes narrowed at Tsunamipaw. Then she turned to Ratpaw. "How are you?"
"Better..." Ratpaw noticed the tension between Tsunamipaw and Whitepelt. "Alright, what happened?"
Tsunamipaw opened his mouth to speak, but Dustpelt called.
"Ratpaw! There's work to be done!"
Ratpaw looked towards her mentor. "Yes, Dustpelt. I just came back from Cinderpelt's. I was saying hi."
Dustpelt narrowed his amber eyes. "Brightheart and Brackenfur are going on a hunting patrol. Tsunamipaw, I want you and Spiderclaw to patrol the border."
"Mousebrain," Whitepelt hissed once he was gone.
Tsunamipaw let out a mrrow of laughter before realizing that he and Whitepelt were fighting.
Ratpaw rolled her eyes.
It was going to be a long day.
Oh, no! They're getting shorter!