A/N Hi again! Plushies for Kawakage, Laterose13 and Random Person In ur Bushes! Enjoy Frostpaw! Next is Pouncepaw! If you review this chapter, you get a plushie! Now for the disclaimer... *mystery cat pops up*

Mystery: Hello! My name is-

Me: STOP! YOU ARE A MYSTERY CHARACTER!

Mystery: Whatever, disclaimer I guess. Silverstarfan does not own warriors!

Wolfpaw hissed in frustration as the mouse scurried into its hole. He was trying to catch a mouse, but he only knew how to catch squirrels.

"Bad luck!" Called Pouncepaw. She wasn't doing well either.

"Try by the barn door." Suggested Mintpaw. Wolfpaw made his way over to the door and began to try again. He was doing better when a loud sound scared away his mouse.

Turning around, he saw the barn door open and a strange creature walked in. It had four long legs and walked on two paws. It had a flat face and smelled funny. It had a strange pelt and made weird noises. As he watched it curiously, it threw some mice on the floor which didn't move. When it left, he padded over. The mice weren't dead! They were sleeping! He immediately killed them and brought them over to where the other apprentices were. He raised his head proudly as Pouncepaw and Frostpaw's eyes gleamed admiringly at him. None of the other apprentices there had caught anything, and they looked hungrily at the mice. Wolfpaw padded over to where his sister was sitting with Frostpaw and Mintpaw. He set down the mice and invited them to share, so they murmured their thanks and dug in hungrily. After having the mice, Mintpaw suggested doing some more hunting. Immediate mews of approval greeted him, and they decided to hunt near where Wolfpaw had caught the mice.

As they padded near the barn door, Pouncepaw yawned sleepily. Wolfpaw noticed that Mintpaw and Frostpaw were looking sleepy too. All of a sudden, Pouncepaw slumped to the floor. Frostpaw staggered over and collapsed beside her. Mintpaw tried to rouse them, but soon joined the group. Wolfpaw was feeling strange too. The floor seemed to sway and the door open. As he sank into unconsciousness' embrace, the strange creature came in and picked them up.

Wolfpaw looked up groggily. He was lying on some hard stuff with the others around him. The room was wobbling, but soon came into focus. He looked in alarm as he realized something.

"We're not in the barn."

Whispered Frostpaw. She had woken up and came to stand beside him. He looked around them in horror. They were of a flat rock which was hollow and most of it had been worn away. There was a bunch of flat rocks like it near him. But what caught his eye the most was a hollow which led outside. Wolfpaw began to pad toward it, and stopped short when a harsh noise reached his ears. It sounded like two rocks falling on each other, but extremely high pitched.

"Why do you have that thing on your neck?" Asked Pouncepaw who came to stand beside him. There was something on his neck that made a funny noise if he moved. The others had them too, but only Mintpaw's had a clanging thing on it.

"So, you're awake at last." A creaky voice greeted them. Looking around wildly, Wolfpaw saw an elderly tom watching them with curiosity. Something in him snapped.

"GET THIS STUPID PIECE OF FOX DUNG OFF MY NECK ALREADY!" He screeched at the older cat, leaping with unsheathed claws. As Wolfpaw sailed toward the older cat, a heavy blow caught him in the head and he was sprawled on the floor in a daze.

"Tsk tsk... Whatever are young cats these days coming to." He mewed. "There are so many crazy felines today. Did I hurt you too badly Horatius?" A note of concern creeping in.

"Who in the name of Starclan is Horawhatever?" Groaned Wolfpaw.

"Another youngster who doesn't know their name. YOU are Horatius. I am Allen, pleased to meet you. That white cat there is Snow, the other female is Gwen, and the tom is Jake. They just moved in."

Allen said flicking his tail at Wolfpaw's companions. They all just stared.

"You are the newest ones asides Star. She came here from a forest, but doesn't talk to me." A note of sadness crept into his voice.

"She's seven months old, was caught by my flat faces on a trip, and only mutters deliriously about a family curse, Wingstar, an' Starclan an' Thunnerclan. Get her to talk if you can. She's over there."

Feeling lost and confused, the four apprentices padded over to where the cat was sitting. She was a light gray she-cat with black speckles around throat. Her eyes were dark blue with flecks of ice blue. As she raised her head they could see pain reflected in them.

Star's P.O.V.

She looked up as some kits came over to her. Her heart filled with sorrow. They looked like the perfect apprentices that Thunderclan could have used.

"What do you want" Her voice was emotionless, hiding the torn heart inside her.

"To talk to you. Allen said-"

"Oh, go eat mouse dung for all Allen says." She snapped, interrupting a pretty white she cat. The two toms bristled.

"Don't you ever talk to Frostpaw that way again. I swear by Starclan that if that happens you will have my claws in your throat." Growled one of them.

Her head snapped up.

"What did you say her name was? What are your names?" She asked quickly, mind racing. Frostpaw is an apprentice name... If they all have names like that then-

"Frostpaw, Pouncepaw, Mintpaw and Wolfpaw. Hopefully future apprentices of Thunderclan."

YES! She cheered silently.

"I am Silverpaw, apprentice of Wingstar of Thunderclan."

A/N Oh, wow! They just met our Mystery Guest from the disclaimer! Yes Kawakage, I used her! Enjoy the story! Review!