*Thanks for the Review guys, they were nice! Keep 'em coming! BTW I'm gonna ask a question, and whoever answers it right gets to make themselves a character for AspenClan, Okay, here it is. What type of cat is half African Serval?*

AspenClan's Secret

Chapter 1

"Come on, Riverpaw!" Galepaw said, his voice getting tired from trying to correct his brother.

"What am I doing wrong?" Riverpaw said, looking at him wearily.

"You're not twisting in the right direction, and we have to know this move for our battle assessment!" Galepaw replied back, sharply.

Riverpaw rolled his eyes and said, "Why don't you just lighten up? I mean, I could care less if Hawknose passed me or not."

"Oh really?" A voice came from the bushes. It was Hawknose, and he sounded angry. "So, you don't care? Well…Let me inform you of something. The way your perform in your assessment reflects back on me, and if you reflect on me poorly…Your life will be hell for the next few moons while your responsible brother becomes a warrior." The tom-cat said. Hawknose looked menacing when he was angry, especially with his dark brown pelt and blazing amber eyes.

"Look Hawknose, I mean no disrespect, but…" Riverpaw was cut off. "No buts! Your mouse-brain attitude has caused you a moon tending to the elder's every need, and I will see that you stick to it or your tail is mine." The mentor said angrily. Galepaw just watched as Riverpaw rolled his eyes and stalked off of the training rocks and through the bushes towards camp.

"You can go, Galepaw. I'll let Tumblefoot know that you have done good today and that you deserve a reward." Hawknose's sudden kindness surprised the young black tom. "Okay…" Galepaw stammered out, "I'll head back to camp." Galepaw felt bad, he didn't like being the responsible one, but it just felt natural to him. Though, being responsible didn't make him very popular among the kits and apprentices. Galepaw started through the bushes, and wove his way through the undergrowth surrounding them. Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his paw, and realized he had thorn in it. Fox-dung! He thought, I guess i'll have to visit Goldenmist…

Galepaw put his weight on his other three paws and lightly limped the rest the way to camp.

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When Galepaw finally padded back into camp, he was greeted by his brother, Riverpaw. His brother had a wad of soiled moss in his mouth. "Would you like any help?" Galepaw asked nicely. Riverpaw gave him a fierce look and then padded off. Galepaw knew that his gray furred brother could hold a grudge, but he had never been like that. Galepaw just tried to shrug it off and continued to limp towards the medicine cat den.

The young apprentice made his way through the lichen entrance of the medicine cat den, and asked, "Goldenmist, are you here?" A sleek-pelted pale ginger she-cat appeared from the back and asked, "Are you okay?" Galepaw showed her his paw with the thorn in it. "Okay, let me go grab a couple herbs and I'll be right back." The golden she-cat said.

A few seconds later, Goldenmist returned with a poultice of herbs and said, "First, I'll pull out the thorn in your paw," The she-cat said, reaching down and lightly gripping her teeth on the edge of the thorn, "This will hurt just a bit." She finished, through gritted teeth. She started to pull; it hurt for only a second. Galepaw had closed his eyes, expecting the pain to be really bad. When he opened them, the thorn lay on the ground, and Goldenmist started to apply the small poultice to the slightly injured paw.

"The thorn was in there a little far, but there wasn't much damage. I'm putting this marigold poultice on it to prevent infection," She said, finishing up, "Now, try to stay off that paw for the rest of the day, and I don't want you doing any more training today."

"Alright." Galepaw said; He was a little disappointed. He had really wanted to hunt tonight but, he guessed it was better to follow orders than to do what you wanted. The young apprentice padded slowly to the fresh-kill pile and started to search for what he wanted. That mouse looks juicy…no what about that Salmon…Yeah, I'll get that. Galepaw reached out for the salmon when suddenly, a fiery ginger paw grabbed the salmon and started to snicker. Adderpaw. That ginger apprentice was always a bully to him. Ever since they were kits, he had always competed with him and pushed him around.

"You knew I was going for that Salmon, Adderpaw." Galepaw said sharply.

"Of course I did, that's why I figured you didn't deserve it," Adderpaw said, "Because little kits don't deserve anything!" The ginger apprentice finished with malice.

Galepaw felt anger bubble through his body, from tail to muzzle. "You'll pay for that one, you Fox-breathed fiend!" Galepaw said, lunging at the bigger apprentice. Adderpaw landed on his back, while Galepaw landed unsheathed blows on his muzzle. Suddenly, Galepaw was torn apart from Adderpaw and put on the opposite side. "You need to control yourself Galepaw; you can't just flay any cat that rubs your fur the wrong way." Galepaw realized it was Halfstar, leader of AspenClan.

"Follow me to my den." The gray tabby leader said. Galepaw nodded, and sneered at Adderpaw as he clumsily made his way to the medicine cat den. Galepaw then began to follow Halfstar still talking about his attitude towards Adderpaw. "Why do you keep letting me down?" He said, "Remember our last talk?" Galepaw rolled his eyes, and said, "Well, if he'll quit being such a rotten piece of fox-dung, we'll have no problem!"

Halfstar lurched around, and then gathered himself. "Let's continue this in my den." He spoke, angrily. Galepaw put his head down and made his way into the leader's den. "Now," The leader said, getting adjusted, "Why do you continue to have these arguments with your denmate?" All anger seemed to have vanished. "You know why," Galepaw said, eyes blazing, "He keeps saying hateful things about me, Riverpaw, and Pricklefur! I get tired of him, and just want him to keep his mouth shut."

"Then let me handle him, don't just keep giving him scars." Halfstar said, and then saying the obvious, "You know you are constrained to camp until half-moon." Galepaw had enough of it, he stormed out of the Leader's den, and padded up the dusty path to the apprentices' den, "I'm done with Adderpaw." He told himself, quickly padding into his den and curling up in his mossy nest.

*So what do you think Adderpaw? Galepaw? Riverpaw? Halfstar...and finally, Hawknose? Review to give me your answers. Thanks!*