Disclaimer: Warriors belongs to Erin Hunter.
Hi! New chapter! Yay. Right now, I'm still using all the chapters I have pre-written. I would be submitting more than one a day, but I don't want to end up jammed when the pre-written chapters are gone. Plus, I'm working on different fanfics for stuff in other categories than Warriors. Thank you for readingand reviewing!
Chapter 3: Random Thoughts
Stripedpaw awoke the next morning after long after sunrise. After stretching and yawning briefly, she took a look around camp to see what everyone was up to. A majority of the cats were out in the forest already. They were probably hunting, on a patrol, or out training with their mentors.
"What should I do?" Stripedpaw asked Largefoot, the tall, wide deputy.
"Believe it or not, all the jobs I can think of are taken. If you want a job, you could always see if the elders need your help with anything," Largefoot replied.
Stripedpaw sighed but decided not to push it. If she did he could give her an even worse job. It wasn't that the elders were unfriendly; it was just that leaf-bare always made Bobtail cranky, and Graystorm's upper leg was sore, so he would be snappy as well.
But Luckily for Stripedpaw, her mentor Hawkfur came through the camp entrance, followed by the rest of the morning patrol. I'm saved! Stripedpaw thought. Hawkfur looked furious though, and whispered something to Largefoot. Yellowpaw was in the patrol and walked over to Stripedpaw when she caught sight of her.
"What in the name of StarClan is going on? You're father looks like he's going to burst!" Stripedpaw asked Yellowpaw.
"Yeah, he's mad all right," she agreed. "We scented some FlowerClan at our side of the big rocks, right near the river." She seemed confused. "I don't know why he's so angry, though. It is our territory, but it's really close to their side."
"Yes, but your father can get that way," Stripedpaw mewed. "Oh by the way, have you seen Spikepaw? I haven't seen him at all today."
"You're still so fond of him? You could do so much better as far as toms go; you're smarter than him. But if you want to know, he's on a hunting trip with Darkbranch, Midnightpaw, Shorttail, and Redpelt. Knowing him, he's probably messing it up…" Yellowpaw playfully flicked her tail in the direction the hunting patrol went on and strutted over to Puddlepaw to tell her what happened.
Stripedpaw didn't want to go looking for him in the forest. It was too much trouble for her, and besides, she didn't feel like hunting with Midnightpaw. "She's kind of creepy", thought Stripedpaw as she began to walk towards her mentor.