CHAPTER THREE
Lilypaw padded to the fresh-kill pile, her stomach growling unpleasantly. Darkpaw joined her and together they sat and ate. The dawn patrol came back into the camp, making Lilypaw's ears perk. A soft rain sprinkled down on the treetops, and landed on her pelt. "Hey Darkpaw," She asked, stretching, "we should ask Jaggedtooth and Silverclaw if we can train together in the hollow today!" Darkpaw nodded.
"Sure! I need to work on some hunting techniques." Darkpaw admitted. Lilypaw walked up to Jaggedtooth, who had just emerged from the warrior's den.
"Jaggedtooth? Can me and Darkpaw go to the training hollow together today?" She asked hopefully. Jaggedtooth glanced up at the sky, annoyed as a raindrop splashed onto his nose.
"As long as the rain doesn't get thicker, I don't see why not. Silverclaw isn't up yet, she was up late last night at the Gathering. We'll wait for her to wake."
Lilypaw and Darkpaw played around in the camp for a while, listening to the elder's stories and pouncing on tails that emerged from the warrior's den. When Silverpelt finally came out from the den, the sun was shining down on them. The pair of apprentices and mentors padded through the forest towards the training hollow, a sandy clearing where the apprentices could practice fighting and hunting techniques. They trained for a while, until both cats were panting.
"Nice job Darkpaw," Silverclaw commented, "you've really improved at your hunting position."
"You too Lilypaw," Jaggedtooth added, "But we should be getting back. We might be needed for the afternoon patrol."
As nightfall approached, Lilypaw watched the glowing sun dissapear behind the tree trunks. She stretched out in her nest, tired from training and the hunting patrol she had gone on. Darkpaw and the other apprentice, Whitepaw, were curled up in their nests as well. With the sun completely gone, Lilypaw closed her eyes on the darkness and drifted off to sleep.