It felt like moons, but she knew it wasn't. Breezepaw couldn't stand, just being near Thunderclan cats. Breezepaw was absolutely miserable, no Windclan cat came to save her. They really don't care, Breezepaw thought, saddened. Then, Blossompaw, dropped a mouse in front of Breezepaw. ''Ugh, not another mouse! You really have no rabbits around here?'' Breezepelt complained, staring in disgust at the mouse. ''Well...all the rabbits are at Windclan territory...we can't steal pray…'' Blossompaw quietly said.
Breezepaw's raging emotions decreased. ''I'm sorry about complaining...the first hostage of Thunderclan is rude,'' Breezepaw lamented, still miserable. ''You aren't rude, I know how you feel. But you aren't the first Thunderclan prisoner,'' Blossompaw replied. That irked Breezepaw, which led to her saying, ''That's how much Thunderclan is cruel?'' Blossompaw didn't reply. ''Who was the first prisoner?'' Breezepaw asked, to ignore the mouse and to make up for the awkward silence. ''I believe it was Yellowfang,'' Blossompaw answered. ''Yellowfang? Wasn't she the medicine cat, though?'' Breezepaw asked, thoroughly surprised. ''Yes, but she was originally a Shadowclan member. She was exiled by Brokenstar. She was then a loner, and stumbled upon Thunderclan. She was kept hostage, I mean, she could have been dangerous. I mean, she was from Shadowclan! But we got to trust her, and that's how she became our medicine cat, and died as one of Thunderclan's best cats,'' Blossompaw babbled.
Breezepaw was so into the story, she ate the whole mouse! ''Wow...that's amazing….could you tell me more stories about Thunderclan?'' Breezepaw asked, shy. Breezepaw felt ridiculous, asking information about Thunderclan. But Breezepaw was now desperate, lonely, for care. She was thrown away like trash, she wasn't loved. She needed a friend, had to talk to someone, to save herself from boredom. ''Of course,'' Blossompaw replied, cheerful.
Breezepaw learned about Firestar, Leafpool, Squirrelflight, Bramblestar, Tigerstar, and many more. Tigerstar was once a part of Thunderclan, and was formerly a Shadowclan cat. She knew facts about Hollyleaf, Jayfeather, and Lionblaze, and how they were in a prophecy. She enjoyed stories of the Dark Forest, even though she knew other clans were involved too. Sorreltail, Ashfur, Mousefur, Longtail, Bluestar, Snowfur, all of them. She couldn't believe Ravenpaw had to flee from Tigerstar, and settled with Barley until the end. Then there was the ever so famous Spottedleaf, who always came around from Starclan to help. She knew how Dappletail was beautiful, about the tough Sandstorm, Lionheart, Oneeye, Brightfur, Berrynose, famous Cinderpelt, Cinderheart, Ferncloud, Goldenflower, Darkstripe-the-betrayer, and more. Her mind was filled with images of Graystripe and Millie all day, and night, she though of Redtail and Brackenfur.
A new friend was made. Blossompaw was always with Breezepaw. Turned out, Blossompaw wanted to be a medicine cat, wanting to heal. But she was a warrior, and happy. She wanted a mate and kits, so she wasn't upset that she was an apprentice to Spottedface. Breeezepaw was envious of kind-hearted Blossompaw, so pretty, and good fighter. But, she was just another cat, an equal. She accepted Blossomfall as her best friend. Then, when it was nightfall, Breezepaw had all the time in the world to just think and recall terrible memories. The Gathering was coming up, and what would happen?
The other Thunderclan cats were grown accustomed to the Windclan apprentice. A few even took a strong liking to her. Even Lightningfang had been civil around here. Birchclaw liked the Windclan cat, always meowing a ''hello'' now and then. Breezepaw started to have a liking to Thunderclan, especially Blossompaw. She adored her, and Blossompaw adored Breezepaw back. ''You're so smart, Breezepaw,'' Blossompaw sighed, as she dropped a vole in front of Breezepaw. Breezepaw even grew used to the prey. ''Well, I only know the names of herbs, and medicine cat stuff and such,'' Breezepaw replied.
''Lucky,'' Blossompaw said. Breezepaw had to ask her close friend a question. ''Blossompaw, what will happen when I go back to Windclan? I'll miss you…'' Breezepaw started. Blossompaw had a look of amusement plastered on her face. ''We'll still be friends. Just in different clans, and we'll see each other at gatherings,'' Blossompaw had replied. This sent an irk in Breezepaw. Then, Cinderstar made a loud announcement. It was time for some to go to the Gathering.