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The ferns rustled as a small grey-brown mouse bounded through the underbrush. It was a sunny day in Greenleaf, perfect for hunting down all those tasty seeds he always seemed to find near the huge oak tree. The mouse scanned the ground, and bounded forward. Success! He startled nibbling on his prize, content, when suddenly..!
WHAM! Greenpaw leaped, claws extended, landing perfectily balanced on her catch. She threw the poor unsuspecting mouse in the air and caught it, giving it a quick bite to the neck. The apprentice turned and buried the catch to dig up later, giving thanks to Starclan for her food. "Great catch." Greenpaw turned, and purred. She and her brothers, Singepaw and Eagelpaw, were out hunting for their clan, their mentors taking a nice hard earned break. Nightpaw entered the small clearing where the siblings were pausing their hunt, a nice fat thrush in her jaws. Singepaw's eyes widened. "W-wow Nightpaw! That thrush'll feed all the elders!" He skipped up to her. "Here, let me carry that for you." Nightpaw blinked in surprise. "Um, ok Singepaw." She set down her thrush, and Singepaw picked it up, and turned to go back to camp.
"Are you guys coming?" He turned to the other apprentices. Greenpaw shook herself, shivering in the growing leafbare breeze. The dark little she cat picked up her skimpy little mouse and the robin she'd caught by pure luck. The bird had been feeding at the usual spot she found them at, a little hollow surrounded by dark spruce pines only she and Nightpaw knew about. The poor bird had been so engrossed in its pitiful little feast of sunflower seeds, and was about to fly off when it relised its wing was stuck in the weeds. That was the chance Greenpaw had taken. Though killing a poor defenseless bird had made her feel slightly guilty.
Eaglepaw picked up his chipmunk he'd caught earlier, its scent flooding his nose. He followed his littermates and the other apprentice towards the camp. Near the entrance, they were halted by a huge hulking form. It was Stormfleck, one of their biggest fighters, and currently, guard of camp. He bristled, and recognizing their Moonclan scent, allowed them to pass.
"Great Starclan, everyone's so tense!" Greenpaw mewed to the others. It was true. Ever since Silverclan's on Flameclan, Moonclan had been mentally and physically preparing themselves for an attack. "You just never know these days." Replied Singepaw. The dark ginger tom stole a glance at Nightpaw before bounding into camp, his catch and Nightpaw's swinging back and forth as he ran.
Greenpaw flicked her friend over her ear. "You know he's padding after you…" Nightpaw blushed, though it was hard to tell under her black fur. "No he isn't.." Eaglepaw, due to his bad habbit of listening to other's conversations, snorted, obviously not fooled. "Don't lie, we all know you— His sentence was cut short by a yowl of anger. Nightpaw had turned sharply to him. "Shut up you mousebrain." Starclan! Thought Greenpaw. She's never like this! Eaglepaw stumbled back as though she'd struck him. "Sorry! I didn't mean to- Nightpaw! Im sorry!" He ran after her into camp. But he should know, though Greenpaw, how sensitive Nightpaw is. She sighed and turned into camp, dropping her catch into the poorly filled fresh prey pile. It wasn't even leaf-bare, and the clans were already stuggling. "What's with all the commotion?" Greenpaw sat down by Eaglepaw, Singepaw, Nightpaw, and the other apprentice, Leafpaw, a light dappled she cat. She turned to them. "Petalstar is making Echostream's kits apprentices!" This was good! Now there would be more apprentices to, Greenpaw winced, clean out the Elder's den. She turned her attention towards her leader, her light brown coat blowing slightly in the wind.
Before her, the poor huddled forms of Shellkit and Riverkit sat before her, their pelts licked clean. The leader of Moonclan turned to her clan. "It is a great moment," she paused to cough. Petalstar had been very sick with whitecough lately, "in our clan, when we recognize new apprentices." She turned her gaze to Shellkit. "Shellkit, do you promise to train strong and live by the warrior code?" The small dusty tom stepped forward, chest puffed out. "I do."
"Then from this day on until you receive your warrior name, you shall be known as Shellpaw. I have chosen myself as your mentor, as it has been a while since I've trained a new member of Moonclan." Greenpaw noticed that Riverkit's ears turned down a little. I guess she wanted the leader for herlself. Thought the apprentice with amusement. Oh well. Petalstar tunred back to her clan after touching noses with Shellpaw. "I haven't forgotten you, Riverkit." She proceded to say the words of the ceremony. "Ripplewind, you have proven yourself worthy of receiving your own apprentice, both in battle and in clan life." Greenpaw jumped in surprise. Ripplwind was barely a warrior! Riverpaw bounced forward to her new mentor, touching noses with him so fast that she rammed into him. He glanced down at her, then mrowed in laughter. "I think we'll get along fine!"
The clan cried out their approval at the new apprentices. Shellpaw! Riverpaw! Shellpaw! Riverpaw!\
Sunwhisker nudged up to her. "They're great, aren't they?" he asked her. He shared the same parents with them. Greenpaw turned to the golden tom. "Um… ya, I guess. More help for us apprentices." She scooted away from him. He was padding after her, and everyone knew it. She turned her pleading green eyes towards Nightpaw, who glared at Sunwhisker.
"Excuse us, we have to go check the elders for ticks." She meowed at him. He nodded, and turned towards the freshkill pile, picking out a small water vole.
"He's so weird!" whispered Greenpaw and she and her friend hurried off to find Mouseblaze.
"But then again," whispered Nightpaw back, "he would be the ideal mate. He's handsome, strong, kind.." She went on until Greenpaw blew, jumping on Nightpaw. "Im just kidding!" She laughed. Everyone knew that it would be a LONG time until Sunwhisker found a mate willing to put up with him.
o.o.o.o.o.o. Meanwhile in Silverclan .o.o.o.o.o.o.o.
"Victory!" shouted Morningstar. Her clanmated yowled below her. They'd just returned from their raid on Flameclan, victorious. Applespirit turned to her, whispering in her ear. "Yes." She murmured. Moonclan was next.
There you go! Looks like some cats have a wittle crush! And we know what Silverclan has to do with this story! xP Review review review, cause you guys rock!