Chapter two: A Mentor for Blizzardkit

A couple of sunrises after Firepaw's entrance, it was time for Blizzardkit's apprentice ceremony. She quivered in excitement every time she saw the apprentice-less warriors. She had- of course- learned all of ThunderClan's names by now. It was almost surprising that her best friend wasn't a kit. It was, in fact, Greypaw. And now that she was leaving the nursery and entering the apprentices' den, she could be with him more. She did have kit friends; she just didn't hang out with them as much as she did with Greypaw. She had hung out with Firepaw too, since he seemed to have befriended Greypaw too. Blizzardkit had heard Bluestar's call, and rushed out of the nursery, too excited to wait. She found Greypaw and Firepaw, and sat down next to them.

"Whom do you think I'll get?" she whispered, but after, Bluestar called her up. "I'm about to find out!" she whispered mainly to herself. She thought she heard one of them whisper, "Good luck!" She got to the Highrock, only to find Darkstripe. 'What?! I'm getting him? Oh well, better look excited.' Blizzardpaw put on a happy, kit-like face and hoped for the best. She touched her nose to his, and actually felt a small tingle of excitement from him too. She backed up, and thought, 'Well, he might not be so bad.'

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"This is the apprentices' den?" Blizzardpaw meowed. She had obviously been expecting more. It was basically the nursery, but no large body next to them.

"Did you think it would be different?" Greypaw asked her.

"Well maybe, but not by much. I've been wondering all my life what it would look like," she stated back to him.

"Hey there, Icepaw! What are you doing over there?" Blizzardpaw heard Firepaw ask a light blue she-cat sitting in a corner of the den. She looked lonely. Blizzardpaw padded over to her and sat next to Icepaw. But then she saw Darkstripe's head through the entrance of the den. He motioned for her to come out.

"Sorry guys. Training with Darkstripe. See you laters!" she told them, already half out the entrance. "Yes, Darkstripe?" she asked, "What are we gonna do?"

"Well, we're going to go explore the territory, then when we get back, we're going on a patrol with Tigerclaw, Redtail, and Ravenpaw," he then added, "Are you up for it?"

"That sounds awesome!" she exclaimed, "Um.. I mean yes, yes I am."

"Good," he chuckled, "Then let's go." The pair padded into the forest, for their first training session. Blizzardpaw got to see Fourtrees ("They're so BIG!"), (A/N: Yes, they went that far) the ShadowClan/ThunderClan border ("What's that STENCH?"), and Snakerocks ("Snakes live here? Get me away from here!") before it was time for the patrol. What she was expecting was not this.

Tigerclaw, Redtail, and Ravenpaw were waiting for them when they got back into camp. Blizzardpaw was starving, and immediately ran to the freshkill pile. She gulped down a mouse, to quickly get on their patrol. It was her first patrol, and frankly, she was excited and nervous. Atleast she wasn't on a hunting patrol. Why Bluestar would put her on that, she didn't know. As they patroled past the RiverClan border, they noticed a stronger RiverClan scent than usual. This was very interesting to Ravenpaw and Blizzardpaw, so they both trotted up to what they knew was the borderline. Ravenpaw got a quick word to Blizzardpaw before their mentors called them back.

"What do you think the RiverClanners are up to? Filling our territory with their disgusting stench is what I think," he told Blizzardpaw.

"Well, I don't know, but something's up." They both trotted back to their mentors when called, though slowly, still wary.

The fight broke out at Sunningrocks. Everything was confusing, RiverClanners were everywhere, and Blizzardpaw didn't know what to do. She ran to Redtail, hoping he would be enough to protect her. Blizzardpaw hadn't gotten any battle training in. She hoped she would survive.

And survive she did, with protection from Ravenpaw and Redtail. Most of the fight was over, and she only had minor wounds. Tigerclaw still ordered them to go back to the clan. Running at full speed in her fear, she got back to the clan in a matter of minutes. Blizzardpaw was so scared, she didn't notice that Ravenpaw wasn't in the camp with her, panting. Only when she called for him, she realized this.

"Ravenpaw! Where are you!" she yowled, fearful for her friend.

A while later, which seemed like moons to Blizzardpaw, Ravenpaw came stumbling into sight.

"What happened?" she demanded, desperately wanting to know the reason he was late entering the camp. He wouldn't speak, he was in shock of something. But what? The battle had come abruptly, that much was true, but how did that work?