The Wolf Within

by Wolf-Man No Like His Kibbles

This is about a young kit named Wolfkit, he halfblind, being the runt and being weak. To make it worst Starclan sent a message to Runningspirit and he has no clue what it means, if it's good or if it's bad. What will Tornadoclan do?

5. Friends To The End

I've made a mistake. Nightwing is Nightstorm.

Wolfpaw walked into the apprentice den. His fur brickled when he saw Graypaw.

"Ah, Wolfie not happy? Maybe he should go find a twoleg," Graypaw snarled.

Wolfpaw sighed, "Let just get this done." He began to push the walls back. Graypaw Took the other side and helped. By noon the they had it done, and somewhat made a friendship.

"So, Graypaw, whats training like?" Wolfpaw asked without a snarl or sneer.

"Hard, but fun at the same time," Graypaw replied.

Nightstorm padded over and looked at them. "Well done you two. Graypaw go find Eaglebreeze and train with him. Come on, Wolfpaw." He lead his son out of camp.

Nightstorm was going to show Wolfpaw around. He jumped onto one of the plantues. "Wolfpaw down this Platuea is the gouge. If you fall down that your suck down there. There no way up."

Wolfpaw peeled over the edge. He would learn one day that would be an important part of his life, his death place.

They walked on to a few patches of trees. "This is called The Climbing Trees." Then, padded over to the mountains. "These mountains are special. In order for you to become a warrior, you must spend three nights in these mountains. These mountains are called, Apprentice Mountains."

Wolfpaw padded to a ridge. "What this Ridge called?"

"Wolf Ridge. Wolves come down to this ridge, but never out of it. They can't climb very well," Nightstorm, or atleast the clans thought that.

"Hmmm," Wolfpaw mewed.

"Well we better get back to camp now," Nightstorm mewed. They walked back to camp. Wolfpaw padded over to join the nine other apprentices.

"Hello Wolfpaw!" All nine of them said at once.

"Wolfpaw, how was training?" Graypaw asked.

"Fun," he mewed.

"First days always fun, but wait until the training really begins," Sweetkit mewed, "You'll be wishing you were still a kit."

"I'm sorry, but I don't wish to be a kit again. Being suck in the nursely for six moons, no thanks. I rather be out hunting or on a potrol," Wolfpaw mewed.

"Potrol don't come until your around my age and hunting takes awhile to get use to," Graypaw mewed.

"Yah, but it's still better then being a kit for another six moons. You got to agree with that," Wolfpaw mewed.

Eight of the nine apprentices agreed. Wolfpaw looked around and saw their was nine apprentices.He gasped when he notice who left.

"No. He couldn't. Where did he disappear to?" He asked everyone.

"I don't know."

Cliffy!!!