So I read Yellowfang's Secret, well I'm almost done anyways. I won't say any spoilers, but it made me not hate Yellowfang anymore. It was okay; Cherith didn't really give us enough time to enjoy the characters like in Bluestar's Prophecy-my favorite "Warriors" book-or a little in Crookedstar's Promise. Anyway, please review! :D

Skysong let out a mrrow of laughter as Hawkwing tried to shake his fur clean of the mud-water.

"You won't be laughing for long!" Hawkwing warned.

"Oh no?" Skysong asked. "And why not?"

"Because you're going to get wet too!" Hawkwing bounded out of the mud puddle he had fallen into and tackled Skysong, splashing Amberflower and Quailfeather who were watching idly.

"Skysong!" Amberflower wailed. "My fur!"

"Oh, pipe down." Skysong muttered. "We were just having a bit of fun." Amberflower rolled her eyes as if Skysong was a kit just out of the nursery babbling nonsense.

"I wish she'd just grow up sometimes." Amberflower said to Quailflight as if Skysong weren't there. Skysong felt herself boiling under her fur.

"Ignore her." Hawkwing said, resting his tail briefly on her shoulder and then added in a low whisper, "They're just grumpy because they can't hunt well enough to catch something!" Skysong let out a purr of amusement and felt her fur flatten.

"All right, now what was that move called again?" Hawkwing waved his tail.

"That wasn't a move; I just moved so that the sun shone in your eyes."

"Seemed like a move to me." Skysong said. Hawkwing shrugged.

"Mapletail was a big fan of Graywing the Wise." The young warriors said wistfully, referring to his now-retired mentor who had memorized each and every WindClan battle technique perfected by the legendary cat, Graywing.

Mapletail had been one of the best fighters in all the Clans and Skysong was proud that the she-cat was a member of WindClan, although she had retired to the elders' den after seeing so many battles fly by. I just want some peace and quiet. The bright-colored she-cat had answered when any cat had asked her.

Hawkwing brought his old mentor fresh-kill everyday and groomed her for ticks. Often, he did the other elders ticks too which made the young tom popular with all the apprentices; Skysong remember how more than once he had saved her hide with caring for the elders as an apprentice.

"So, are you ready to practice again?" Hawkwing asked. Skysong crouched down to the ground in reply.

"Are you ready to get beaten?"

"You mean, am I ready to do the beating?" Skysong suppressed a shudder at the words, although Hawkwing's tone was light and friendly with no ominous meaning behind the words.

"Yeah," She replied quickly.

Touches on Skysong's past there. Anyway, getting ready to go to bed, so review so I'll have a reason to get out of bed! XD