Alright, I'm going to go on and add another chapter!
1. Defend your Clan, even with your life. You may have friendships with cats from the other Clans, but your loyalty must remain to your Clan, as one day you may meet them in battle.
Rabbitpaw stretched. A moon had passed since he had gotten in trouble. He was on his best behavior so that he could go to this gathering. He was upset to hear that Wildpaw was staying behind because he had twisted his paw really bad back when there were foxes attack the camp several days ago. As the sun started to set, Echostar gathered those who were going to go. Silverwing, who was sitting right next to him, cast him a sharp look.
"I want you to behave yourself and don't give anything about your Clan away got it? You've been good this past moon and I just want you to be act like a respectable warrior."
"I'll behave." He grumbled.
Why did she have to ruin my good mood? He hated how she just had to go out and scold him right before his first gathering. It was like she wanted to make his life miserable. He couldn't wait til he was a warrior, then Silverwing would keep her nose to herself. ShadowClan was the first one to the island, soon followed by both RiverClan and WindClan. He never liked RiverClan's scent and WindClan's new scent didn't help. As they waited for ThunderClan, a cream-coloured she-cat bounded up to Rabbitpaw.
"Hi." She purred. "I haven't seen you around here before, you must be ShadowClan's new apprentice, Rabbitpaw, right?"
"How would you know?"
"I was here last gathering and they said they had a new apprentice named Rabbitpaw, but he wasn't at the gathering. So, seeing you, I put two and two together, since this is my third gathering. I'm Softpaw, by the way!"
"How many moons have you been an apprentice?"
"About four now. I wasn't able to go to one because my sister was hurt and I didn't want to go without her."
"Where is she now?" Seeing her white ears flick back was enough for Rabbitpaw. "I'm sorry..."
"It's not your fault, Rabbitpaw. It was a ThunderClan warrior who hurt her, not you."
"One of those fat, soft furballs?"
"Yes. It was-" She cut herself off as she looked past the cream and brown apprentice. "Yellowblaze." She hissed between her teeth, her tail lashing as the ThunderClan deputy walked past, right behind Ivystar. The golden she-cat didn't even pass a glance at those two.
"That's the snake-heart who killed Flowerpaw." Rabbitpaw couldn't help but feel angry too. No cat in their right mind would kill an apprentice. Even though he barely knew this apprentice, but he could sympathize with being alone. He had no kin and Applestorm's kits had been born the day before he became an apprentice, so when Wildpaw, Kestrelpaw, Honeypaw, and Hazelpaw left the nursery when he was a moon and a half (Honey, Hazel, and Kestrel) and two moons old (Wild), he had no one for a while. So the two chatted, though he was well aware that she would send glances Yellowblaze's way.
He learned that he favorite prey was finch, and she learned his was squirrel. Her mother's name Doveheart, and her father was Waspwing. Rabbitpaw had lied and told her his father died before he got to know him. She didn't need to know he was a kittypet. As the gathering came to a close (like they were paying any attention anyway), they said their goodbyes. He really liked Softpaw. Sure she could talk a cat's ears off, but she was good company. She reminded him of a more talkative version of Wildpaw. Someone he could trust with anything.
The next moon he was good enough to go to another gathering. He sat next to Softpaw again and they talked. He told her that the foxes had returned and were weakening ShadowClan. She made her promise not to tell and cat and she agreed.
Three days later, while out on dawn patrol, he caught WindClan scent. So did Silverwing, Mottleface, Wildpaw, and Hollowstrike. They caught the WindClan cats catching prey on their territory, far from the lake.
"What are you doing!" Hissed Mottleface.
"Get off ShadowClan territory." Warned Hollowstrike as he unsheathed his large claws.
"If you can't get rid of a few foxes, what makes you think you can get rid of us." Taunted a black tom with a lone white paw, who Rabbitpaw remembered was Blackfang. He also recognized Softpaw's father. The golden tabby tom was lashing his tail, ready for battle.
How would they know about the foxes, unless... His pulse quickened. No! Impossible! She promised! She wouldn't break her promise would she?
A fight was thankfully avoided when ThunderClan got involved, since the WindClan cats were too close to their borders. Two days later another WindClan patrol found themselves on ShadowClan's side of the border. With the patrol was not only Gorsestar, but Softpaw as well. When a fight broke out, he pulled the cream she-cat off to the side, his eyes glowing with the broken promise.
"How come you Clan knows about our fox problem?" He was trying not to hiss. He wanted so badly to trust the cream she-cat. But she wouldn't answer. The cat that could talk his ear off remained silent. He eyes did all the talking. "You promised."
"We're having a food shortage. The twolegs-"
"You promised!"
"I was putting my Clan first! How was I suppose to keep that to myself when my starving Clanmates had a chance to get food for our Clan? Huh?" She lashed her tail, her green eyes flaring. Anger bubbled inside his belly and he swiped at her. He managed to slash her muzzle, causing the scarlet liquid to mix in with her creamy white pelt. As ShadowClan chased off the cats, Rabbitpaw spat in her direction.
"I will never trust an an outside cat ever again!" He swore to StarClan as the stary ancestors lay out of view during sunhigh.
And if I ever see Softpaw again, she'll be sorry for betraying me!