We left off with Snowpaw, Frostpaw, Eaglewing, and Skypelt leaving the camp to go learn the territories.
These chapters haven't been long so far. Next one will be longer, sorry.
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Snowpaw padded through the cool grass, his pelt brushing Frostpaw's. With wonder, he looked around at the world around
him, something he had never seen. The best he had gotten were glimpses through the small holes in the camp wall.
"Eaglewing?" Frostpaw turned her head to look at her mentor. "Yes?" Frostpaw hesitated, then answered.
"We're LightningClan, right? How many other clans are there? What are they called? Will we get to fight them?" Eaglewing
ooked puzzled. "I would think that you heard nursery stories about the other Clans." Frostpaw shook her head.
"Pondbreeze forbid anyone to tell us. She wanted us to hear it from warriors." Eaglewing purred. "Of course. Nothing
but the best kits for the best warrior. At least, that's what she said before you two were born. She's grown more humble
since. But, about your questions. Yes, we are LightningClan, and there are three other clans. But we're the best," she
added jokingly. "The three other Clans are FireClan, LakeClan, and MountainClan. And hopefully you won 't fight anyone of
them until you're a bit older. That's what we're doing now. Looking at all of the Clans' territories," she finished. Frostpaw
nodded. The cats kept walking forward until they created a hill, and Snowpaw gasped. There was a depression in the land,
and in the middle of it was a huge tree. The tree had four big, thick branches around the bottom, which narrowed as they
went up the tree. "What's that?" Frostpaw asked, amazed. "That's the Great Tree. The four Clans meet there every full
moon. We talk about things that are happening in the Clans. Each leader makes a report. They tell anything going on in
their Clan, unless it would weaken their Clan. They also tell all of the Clans about any new apprentices or warriors." answered Skypelt.
Frostpaw looked to the right and saw a path leading into the woods. "What's that?" she
said, angling her head. "That's where we're going next," Eaglewing said. "Let's go then!"
said Frostpaw, happily sprinting down the path. "No! Wait!" Skypelt yowled. But it was
too late. Frostpaw skidded across the border between LightningClan territory and
FireClan territory.
"Hey!" An orange cat was stalking a mouse on the FireClan side of the border. "Get out!"
The mouse scampered away. The orange tom unsheathed his claws, and jumped at
Frostpaw's head.
Sorry to leave you on a cliffhanger. The next chapter will be longer, like I said before.
-SnowStar569
P.S: The text in the story might not stretch all the way from one side of the screen to the other. I'm on an old iPad. The editing isn't great on this thing.
