Here's chapter five, and the first chapter is Rosepaw's perspective. I had a hard time writing this chapter for some reason. I haven't fully thought about Rosepaw's character that much other than the basis of who she is. I'm still working on personality and backstory as well for her. I have the three sisters down, mostly. Definitely Dapplepaw, nearly Creampaw, and most of Rainpaw.

Fact:

Rosepaw was going to be Ashpaw's best friend before I changed it. Before that, she was going to be his sister. However, both Ashpaw and Rosepaw have no siblings currently. However, as a kit, Rosepaw had two other siblings before they drowned in a river after she dared them to go swimming. This has caused Rosepaw to have a fear of water.

The sun lit her white fur, which was covered in leaves. Rosepaw enjoyed nothing more than basking in the sunlight on the smooth rocks. She had duties, but the freshkill pile was full and she had spent the morning training.

"I think this is a waste of time," Ashpaw commented beside her. He was crouched, staring at the smooth rock.

"Oh, yeah? Let's go snake hunting, then." Rosepaw got up, shaking out the leaves. LeafClan's ground was covered in shoulder height leaves, and the maple leaves hadn't even finished falling. There were so many that any breeze, small or not, blew them straight into SunClan territory.

Ashpaw spoke up as he padded off the giant rock. "Snake hunting? I personally don't get the thrill. You're chasing a creature that could bite you badly. More like a death threat. I'm up for it, but I'm just saying."

"That's the thrill. Chasing something that could hurt you."

"Why don't we go badger hunting?" Ashpaw asked, a spark lighting in his eyes.

Rosepaw rolled her eyes. "That's dangerous!"

"I thought snake hunting was dangerous. It was fun so you could get the - what was it - thrill? I think badger hunting would be more rewarding."

"You're impossible."

"And yet I'm standing right here."

Rosepaw sighed. She'd have to get used to him if they were going to be mates one day. Every cat expected it, even herself. Yes, she liked him, but he talked like that all the time. She could change him obviously, but still, she wished he was different.

"Let's just go," Ashpaw meowed, hopping off the rock. He led the way to the Stone Pit. It had been washed out when the river flooded moons ago, leaving many bare rocks where snakes liked to hide.

Rosepaw leapt onto a big boulder in the middle. Ashpaw landed beside her, watching for any movement. "Okay, ready?" she asked. Their small movements had caused the snakes to slither back into hiding/

"Ready to what? Sit here and wait for them to come back out? Oh, I am so ready." Ashpaw gazed at the rocks, his eyes scanning for any motion.

Rosepaw sighed, turning the other direction. She stared at the unmoving shapes. This wasn't much of a thrill at all.

Suddenly a small shape slithered out. Rosepaw crouched down, signaling with her tail for Ashpaw to be quiet. The snake crept out more until it was flat on the surface.

She gathering her strength to leapt. In one swift movement, she sprung at the snake, the same time Ashpaw yelled, "No!"

She saw his grey pelt flash forward, hitting her so she tumbled into the rocks. Pain seared her shoulder on her left front leg. She winced, imagined herself crippled on the rocks.

Rosepaw opened her eyes, seeing Ashpaw staring at her from another stone. "Are you okay?" he asked, eyes wide.

Rosepaw let out a hiss. "Are you mouse-brained? What was that for? I had that snake!" She started to try and get up, but agony shot down her spine when she moved the leg.

Ashpaw glanced at what must have been where the snake had hidden again. "That one was poisonous. It had the rattle on the tip of its tail and a triangular head."

"So?" Rosepaw spat, struggling to get to her paws. "Stoneheart didn't mention anything about venomous snakes to me." She rolled her eyes. Like that snake would've gotten me anyway! It would be dead the moment I got my paws on it!

Ashpaw jumped down to a closer rock. "Sagewhisker did," he replied matter-o-factly. "And she's the deputy, so she's more experienced."

"Fine. Whatever." Rosepaw put her paws up and forced herself to stand. She gritted her teeth and winced, refusing to show pain as much as she could. Still, she finally made it up. "Let's get back to camp. It's dusk."

"Sure," Ashpaw meowed, his eyes flicking to her leg. "Are you hurt? Because that would definitely suck. Especially with training and stuff like that."

"Be quiet!"

"That's proven to be very hard for me to do," Ashpaw answered. He sighed. "Let me help you back to camp. You can see Goldenspot." He looked concerned and guilty. "I didn't mean to get you hurt, just to save your life."

"No, it's fine." Rosepaw started limping toward camp. "I'm surprise some warriors haven't been looking for us. We've been out for a while now."

"Oh well, they must know we can handle ourselves," Ashpaw answered. He padded, ahead, glancing back at her. "I think we are nearing camp. We've only been apprentices for a moon, so I can't be too sure."

"That should be long enough for us to know our territory." Rosepaw rolled her eyes, knowing very well he knew where he was going.

Ashpaw shrugged. "I like to pace myself. I wouldn't want to make the rash decision of memorizing the territory and accidentally lose the information on training." He pricked his ears, his head raising. "I hear a patrol, I think."

Rosepaw flicked her ears up, straining for any sounds. It distracted her from the pain in her walk. "I'm pretty sure you heard a bird." She had caught a faint rustling, but it had vanished as quick as a bird could fly away.

Ashpaw shrugged. "Like I said, we don't need them." He paused. "Well, yes, we do. But not right now. Let's chat, like the cliche apprentices we should be. The ones that spend all their times ranting about their adventures in attempt to brag about them."

"Okay, fine," Rosepaw meowed, teeth gritted as agony shot up her leg when she stepped down hard with her injured leg. "How did you know that LeafClan apprentice?"

The thought had been prodding her mind ever since the Gathering. He had looked at her with familiarity. How had he known her? The worst part was that he almost seemed happy to see her, and it was unusual for Ashpaw to let on any emotion if he didn't want to.

Ashpaw slightly stiffened but quickly hid it. Rosepaw only caught a faint movement before he was calm, as though nothing had happened. "I didn't. I mean, I did know her. But that's only because I saw her at a border patrol the same day."

"You were nice to her!" Rosepaw protested, refusing to take the easy route and accept his answer. She wanted him to stand by his statement that he doesn't know her.

Ashpaw's voice became less casual and more serious. "And do you want me to be rude to her? I don't particularly want to create problems with the other clans." He quickened his pace just a bit.

Rosepaw opened her mouth, then closed it. There wasn't a way she would get him to say otherwise. She shrugged, pleased about the answer. He doesn't know her, which is great. Thank StarClan! She limped quicker, catching up to him.

"There's camp,"Ashpaw meowed, entering it.

Rosepaw blinked, the rays of sunshine still lighting the clearing. It was a perfect camp. It was open so the sun could shine in and covered from the rain by a large pine tree.

"What in the name of StarClan...?" Stoneheart snapped, taking in Rosepaw's limp. "What happened."

"Well, I'll tell you. See, we went snake hunting. That was Rosepaw's idea. It was supposed to give her a thrill, if you know that that means. Anyway, so she stupidly started chasing a rattle snake. So then I heroically pushed her out of the way, but she betrays the saying 'cats always land on their feet', because she landed on her side and hurt her shoulder." He glanced back at her, eyes narrow.

Rosepaw ducked her head, embarrassed. Of course when he said it like that it sounded bad! She gazed up, only to find Stoneheart staring at her. "Is this true?" he asked, his expression annoyed.

"Er...sort of. It didn't really happen like that-"

"Go to Goldenspot's den. Get treated, and we will talk about consequences later," Stoneheart said, his voice full of irritation. "Sagewhisker can hear your story and decide what to do with you." His gaze drifted to Ashpaw. He turned around to go and get freshkill, his sil ver fur flashing in the sun.

She flattened her ears and turned on Ashpaw. "What was that?" she snarled. "How are we going to be mates if we can't even get along?" She whipped around, starting for the medicine cat's den. She felt his gaze burn into her fur and ignored it, only slightly conscious of what she had just said.

I would love it if you reviewed for this chapter to let me know what you think of the story. This chapter wasn't really part of the plot, but I figured that I needed to have a chapter in SunClan perspective, as well as something on Rosepaw and Ashpaw.

Next chapter: Dapplepaw goes on her hunting trip with Foxstep. While she thinks wants to ignore Foxstep to the best of her abilities, he is determined to get back on her good side.

Question: Which pairing is your favorite? Rosepaw and Ashpaw or Dapplepaw and Ashpaw?