Eaglepaw's POV
The bright, golden sun reflected upon the pure white snow, causing everything to cast a shadow on it. The cold, thick snow was piled up to a full-grown warrior's flank, making it almost impossible to run in.
Eaglepaw slowly but lightly padded toward the warriors' den, hoping to accomplish the task Dapplepaw had asked him to do.
As the warriors' den came into view, Eaglepaw saw two figures emerge from the den – Whitefrost and Kinktail. He decided to go and see what they were doing.
"Hello, Eaglepaw," Kinktail said. "Do you want to go hunting with Whitefrost and me?"
Eaglepaw thought about it for a minute. "Just us?" he asked.
"Is there anything wrong with that?" Whitefrost asked.
"Well, I just thought…Dapplepaw…"
"Dapplepaw? Dapplepaw? That filthy mouse brain?" Whitefrost exclaimed. "Dapplepaw cannot hunt. She can't even catch a dead mouse! Do you really want Dapplepaw to come? I don't think so! She'll ruin our hunting!"
Eaglepaw gasped. There, Dapplepaw's own mentor was insulting her! Whitefrost had seemed so nice to her, but when she wasn't around, … how could she? How could her own mentor hate her so much?
"Erm … no thanks," Eaglepaw said uneasily. "I promised Lionstar I'd look after Flashpelt in the nursery."
"Right," Whitefrost said sarcastically. "Then I guess I'll see you later."
With her head arched high, Whitefrost stalked away, out of the FireClan camp.
As Eaglepaw padded toward the nursery, he saw a bright golden tortoiseshell rush toward him. It was Goldenmoss, a FireClan queen.
"Eaglepaw! Eaglepaw!" she said breathlessly. "Eaglepaw, get Foxtail, quick! Flashpelt is having her kits!"
I promise that the other chapters will get better. I'm really busy right now, so I don't have much time to update. Sorry about that.