CHAPTER TWO
CLOVE'S AGE: 24 moons
THE DARK CAMP TRIAL
Later that day, Clove walked over to Onestar, asking if she could do the trial.
"Let's do it now," said Onestar. "First, what is my favorite color?"
"Umm…" Clove was out of words, so she decided to joke around, "yourself?"
"No, but yes, that works too. Okay, so you must find the rabbit. It is hidden in the grass, and I can see it from here. Look around," Onestar said, and he left Clove to do her work. Clove gazed around, until she spotted some blood soaked grass, a blade or two. A few feet away was a dusted rabbit.
"I found it, Onestar," she muttered. Onestar smiled.
"Next task is to find the rabbit that is hidden in the hardest of scents," he pointed to a pile, and Clove quickly smelled the bloody rabbit. She could smell other disgusting scents, including fox dung, and plenty of herbs. She wobbled over, and daintily picked it up with a claw.
"Good job, now close your eyes. I'm going to place a paw on one of these items, and you are going to feel it and tell me what it is," Onestar said. Clove closed her eyes, and Onestar chose his item. Clove ran her paw over it, and it felt like a flower.
"A flower," she said. Onestar replied, saying it was correct. She opened her eyes, and he ran to the border, yelling as he ran.
"Tell me what I'm yelling!"
Clove sat, until she heard a noise. "All hail Tigerstar!"
She repeated it back to him, and he nodded.
"Good job, now you are done. Head over to Skull camp, where you were earlier. That is your new camp. From this moment on, you are a cadet," Onestar explained, before dashing to his den. Clove hurried to the camp, and hit the she-cats den for the night.