Disclaimer yes i forgot before

Erin Hunter owns warriors, chill.

A/N thanks wolfpelt! I started writing this story like, a year ago, and by the time we had writing classes at school I was already at chapter 5. My tab button is screwed up, so I had to indent paragraphs by the space bar.. And sorry about the mistakes, I hadn't intended on anyone reading this, I was just being lame and wrote for my own enjoyment. well. here's the chappy.

Chapter 2

Bluepaw had been an apprentice for 3 moons now. She has grown and her fighting moves were steadily improving.

"Attack me," mewed Browntail. He was with Bluepaw in the training hollow, where they had been for a long part of the day.

"Okay," meowed Bluepaw. She was excited;. She would get to show off her fighting moves to her mentor. She raced toward him, and then leaped, aiming for his back. But Browntail seemed to expect it, and took a quick step to one side, leaving Bluepaw to land on the hard earth.

"You must be quicke-" but the rest of Browntail's words were a screech as Bluepaw flew at him.

She managed to flip him over, and kick him with her feet. She sent him flying off a few tail lengths away.

"Excellent!" mewed the brown tom. "Extreme improvement. Now go hunt and then head back to camp. This was a great training session,"

"Thank you," mewed Bluepaw. In a short while, she had punced a squirrel, a magpie, and a mouse. Then a voice sounded behind her.

"May I join you?" Bluepaw turned to see Lionpaw standing a few feet away.

"Sure," mewed Bluepaw. She was glad to have company.

When they finished, it took them two trips to haul all of their catch back to camp. The rest of the clan was clearly impressed. Bluepaw looked into the sky. It was growing dark. It was a full moon tonight."We can meet in peace at the Gathering at Four Trees today!" Bluepaw thought excitedly.Soon the cats chosen would leave for the Gatering. Bluepaw wondered which apprentices would be chosen to go tonight. Usually it was Lionpaw and Speckledpaw who went, for they were the edest apprentices.

Then the warrior Blackpelt trotted over to her.

"Runningstar want to see you," mewed the smokey she-cat. Bluepaw got up and began to walk towards the leader's den nervously. "What could Runningstar want with me?" she thought. "Have I broken the warrior code?" When she arrived at the mouth of his den, Runningstar's voice called,

"Come in Bluepaw," Very slowly, Bluepaw entered the cave. Then she looked expectantly at Runningstar. "I have chosen you and Redpaw to go to the Gathering tonight," he mewed. Bluepaw could hardly believe it.

"Really?" she cried. "Thank you Runningstar!"

"Go and eat now Bluepaw," said the ThunderClan leader as he dismissesd her. Bluepaw dipped her head and ran out. She ran untill she got to the apprentices' den. She went over to Redpaw who was gnawing at a bone, and yowled excitedly,

"We're going to the Gathering!" Immediatly Redpaw's eyes lit up.

"Really?' he asked.

"Yes, Runningstar's just told me," Then the two went to the fresh kill pile and picked put their meals. When they had finished and the moon was high, Runningstar called to all the cats coming. They all clustered around their leader, Bluepaw and Redpaw among them.

They said good bye to Lionpaw and Speckledpaw, and then charged after their leader. It was a long run to Fourtrees, but Bluepaw barely noticed. She was too excited. When they arrived, They waited at the top a the hill. Bluepaw looked down at the clearing. By the scents, ShadowClan and WindClan were already present.

Runningstar signaled with a flick of his tail for his warriors to descend into the hollow. The ThunderClan party charged into the clearing.There was a group of elders, with two elders that Bluepaw recognized, they were Murkyfur and the beautiful she-cat Stripedlily. Bluepaw recognized some of the cats from stories she'd heard. She saw a young WindClan warrior called Talltail, a young ShadowClan warrior Raggedfur, and the leaders of both the clans.

Also, there were riverclan warriors shadetail and waterface, talking to their apprentices, needlepaw and shrubpaw. Redpaw and Bluepaw looked around, then they both trotted to a group of apprentices. They were talking about stories that the elders of their clans tell.

Bluepaw had heard many of the stories before. Then, leaving Redpaw to talk to the other apprentices, Bluepaw trotted off to find Browntail. She soon found him taking with a group of WindClan warriors. They were talking about a recent battle between RiverClan and WindClan. Bluepaw listened closely. Then she heard the rustle of the tall grass, and turned to see the RiverClan cats appearing in the clearing. Soon, a yowl sounded from the Great Rock that signaled the start of the meeting.

Lightstar, the leader of RiverClan spoke first. He talked of new kits and new warriors. Then Runningstar went up. He first started by addressing the clans then he said,

"As the season of leafbare comes to an end, I would like to say that the forest has blessed ThunderClan with many kits this season." Then he talked of one of the young kits getting over a sickness. Then he stepped away and the next leaders took his place. When all the leaders had finished, there was a short amount of time to talk to the other cats again. Bluepaw heard a few warriors from each clan talking in a group.

"Has anyone else scented those rouge warriors on your land?" asked a RiverClan cat.

"Yes" answered ShadowClan warrior.

"They stole a mouse once!" cried a WindClan warrior. " I scented it!" BLuepaw wondered what to make of the new sightings of the rogues. She shook the thoughts away and turned to look for other apprentices.

After a bit more of gossiping, the clans soon gathered around their leaders, preparing for the journey home. Then Bluepaw spotted one warrior glaring at her. This ThunderClan warrior was Thistleclaw.

He was a young warrior, just out of his apprentice days. Thistleclaw always hated and resented Bluepaw, but the young she-cat had no idea why. The big gray warrior was always glaring at her, cutting sharply in front of her at the fresh kill pile, and if they were in hunting partols together, he nipped at her and snarled. She thought it was probablly because Runningstar had been paying more attention to Bluepaw than him. But this was only because he was keeping an eye on her training. Bluepaw looked away sharply. Then the ThunderClan cats left the clearing and headed home.

The moon had risen 3 times since the Gathering. Bluepaw had just returned from training.

"Bluepaw!" a cry sounded from from across the clearing. She turned to see Thistleclaw walking toward her. "Runningstar has ordered you and me to go on a hunting patrol," he said when he approached her.

"oh," Bluepaw responded.

"Now," he said, and without waiting for a reply he jumped up and exited through the gorse tunnel. With a sigh, Bluepaw followed. "A hunting patrol with Thistleclaw," she thought. "Just want I wanted to do today. Once the two cats were in the forest, Blueaw scented rabbit. In an instant her body dropped into a hunting crouch.

"What kind of a crouch is that?" snorted Thistleclaw.

"Oh, its a hunting crouch Thistlclaw, I guess you didn't know," Bluepaw retorted, barely suppressing her extreme anger. A few moments later, she had the warm body of a rabbit between her jaws. For the rest of the patrol, Thistlclaw stayed quiet. Bluepaw was more than glad when they finally returned back to camp.

Then she padded off to look for Redpaw and Lionpaw. She soon found them having a mock-fight outside the apprentice's den. Speckledpaw was watching close by. When the fight was over, Redpaw landed on top, dispite Lionpaw's bigger size. Speckledpaw let out an amused purr. Bluepaw went over to join them. Soon, Silverpelt would be in the sky. It was already begining to get dark. Though it was still getting dark early, leafbare was coming to an end, and the weather was already improving. The four apprentices trotted over to the freshkill pile. Browntail approached them.

"Have any of you brought Grayfang any fresh kill?" he asked.

"Not yet," said Redpaw. Grayfang was their medicine cat.

"I will," Bluepaw offered.

"Yes, we'll all go," said Lionpaw. They picked out two of the juciest looking mice and padded over to the split rock where Grayfang had his den.

"Grayfang!" called Redpaw. "Come in," answered a voice from far back in the den. They trotted in and saw the big gray tom organizing his herbs.

"Hello there youngsters," he said when he became in sight of them.

"Hey Grayfang," they all said. "Oh fresh kill," he said.

"Thank you," "Any time," said Bluepaw. Then a yowl sounded. It was Runningstar calling the clan together.Lionpaw, Redpaw, and Bluepaw raced over to the Highrock. It was the naming of new apprentices.

"Hey Bluepaw!" called Blackpelt. "Come and sit by me!" Bluepaw trotted over to her. She settled down happily, glad that one of the respected warriors of the clan was also one of her best friends.

When Bluepaw was taking Grayfang his dinner, she had missed the begining of the meeting.

"Quickfoot," called Runningstar. "You have told me you are ready for your first apprentice. You will be mentor to Frostpaw," he flicked his tail to motion to a pretty white she-cat sitting at the foot of the Highrock. Then Runningstar spoke to the white cat.

"Untill you have earned your warrior name, you wil be called Frostpaw. Then Qucikfoot and Frostpaw touched noses and padded back into the crowd. There was another white cat waiting at the foot of the rock.

"Patchpelt," said Runningstar, looking at a patcy black and white tom."You are ready for another apprentice. You will mentor Whitepaw," he finshed. The young white cat on the Highrock bounced forward excitedly.

Then mentor and apprentice touched noses as walked back to the other cats. Runningstar nodded and dismissed the clan. They called the new apprentices by their names. The four other apprentices waited outside the den for the new apprentices to arrive. Soon they were there.

"Hey Whitepaw! Hey Frostpaw!" called Redpaw.

"ugh... hi," started Frostpaw.

"Hi there!'' called Whitepaw. He was not as shy as Frostpaw, Bluepaw observed. Speckledpaw showed Frostpaw around while Lionpaw, Redpaw, and Bluepaw showed Whitepaw around. When the apprentices were all aquainted, they headed for the fresh kill pile. Bluepaw aimed for a juicy looking mouse as her meal. Then, Thistleclaw stepped in front of her. He took the mouse, then dropped it and snarled at her.

Then he gathered his mouse and stalked away. None of the other cats had seen this little show Thistleclaw had put on, they were all too busy enjoying their meals.

"C'mon Bluepaw," mewed Whitepaw. "Let's go eat,"

"Right," she muttered. Once they had finished sharing tongues and had heading to the den the night, Bluepaw managed to put Thistleclaw out of her mind.

Light was streaming in the den when Bluepaw woke.

"Bluepaw," came Blackpelt's cheery voice. "Will you come on patrol with me?"

"Sure," said Bluepaw. She gave her chest a couple of quick licks and then hurried out after Blackplet. When they were past the gorse tunnel, they began to play as they patroled. Bluepaw could never do this if she were on patrol with Thistleclaw. They played in the tall grass. Then they headed for the RiverClan border.

"All's well here," mewed Blackplet happily.

"Thank StarClan too," replied Bluepaw, "If it weren't, there could have been a patrol out to attack us, most likely not a battle we could win!"

"Naw," meowed Blackpelt . "Once they smelled me coming, they ran for their dens, tail down,"

"Right, What was i thinking?" Blackpelt retorted playfully. They walked on and checked the rest of the borders. There were no problems anywhere. Then they headed back to camp. When they entered, Redpaw was padding toward Bluepaw.

"Wanna go hunting?" he asked. "Our mentors are giving us the day off,"

"Be right with you," said Bluepaw. Then she turned to Blackpelt.

"Meet up with you later?" she asked.

"Try and avoid it," mewed the black she-cat misceviously.

Then Bluepaw ran after Redpaw toward the gorse tunnel. As they prowled their territory, mouths open to catch the scent of prey, Bluepaw and Redpaw looked like experianced warriors. It wasn't long before they smelled prey. "Squirrel," mewoed Redpaw with a bright light shining in his eyes.

It was nibblng on a nut behind a big tree. Bluepaw flicked her tail to signal and Redpaw went around one side of the tree and Bluepaw the other. By the time the squirrel had caught their scent, it was too late. Bluepaw chased it toward Redpaw, who, with his bushy red tail bristling, caught the squirrel.

"Let's bury it here shall we?" he asked. "We'll come back for it later,"

So they dug a hole and put the fresh kill in it. Then they continud to walk. But suddenly, a strange scent hit the roof of Bluepaw's mouth. Redpaw smelled it too, for he glanced at Bluepaw wit ha puzzeled look.

"Let's follow it," decided Bluepaw out loud. She sniffed again.

"Rouge cats!" she thought. The ones that had been scented before! She was in even more of a hurry to find the end of the trail. These cats could be threatening her clan. The two cats padded on, noses to the ground, following the unfamiliar scent. It led them deep into ThunderClan territory.

Soon, Bluepaw could smell the acid stench of the Thunderpath. Then it came into view. The long, black stone path seemed to stretch on forever. Bluepaw and Redpaw looked at each other. The scent of the rouge cats was already fading, if they didn't keep following it, they'd lose the trail completly. Bluepaw nodded to Redpaw. They were going to cross the Thunderpath, into hostile ShadowClan territory.But Blupaw knew she had to do it for her clan. She stepped cautiously toward the path. As she lifted one paw, a brightly colored monster flew past her. It threw up a big dusty cloud of mud.

Bluepaw shrank back for a moment, but remembered her ugency and went to take another step when a familliar but very unplesant scent filled the air. She heard a low growl. The two apprentices whipped their heads around at once. The cat standing behind them was Thistleclaw.