Note: it's couple days after them becoming apprentices. Sorry for the long update, Chapter will be short for a while but i'll try to update every week, not sure which days though.
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Chapter two
Ravenpaw woke up early, she slowly got up out of her nest, she notice that the sun wasn't up yet only showing its still dawn. Ravenpaw yawns and stretches as she walks over sleeping cats. Stepping on Honeypaw's tail on the way. Her and her golden sister didn't get along since they open their eyes. Ravenpaw opened her first, then Stormpaw, then lastly Honeypaw. Raven was still the smallest out of the family and apprentices.
"Ow!" Honeypaw yelled and glared at Ravenpaw "watch where you going, Mousebrain!"
"Should keep it in your nest then," she hissed back and left before Honeypaw can say something else. She emerges from the den without stepping on anyone else. She glances around to see the camp was already busy to begin the day. She notices her ginger leader and mentor. She moves towards him quickly.
"I'm ready to begin the day," she meows looking at the old tom.
"Go get Ashpaw, and Robinpaw," he meows, his voice wise and knowing. Sandstorm and Brambleclaw stood next to Firestar; both were Ashpaw and Robinpaw Mentors.
"Sure, what we doing today?" Ravenpaw asks disappearing and reappearing two seconds later with an alert Robinpaw and a groggy Ashpaw.
"We are going to be dawn patrol and then going hunting," Firestar meows.
"Ready?" Sandstorm asks, smiling at her still half asleep apprentice.
"Yup," Robinpaw and Ravenpaw meow excited, while Ashpaw yawns and nods.
"Lets go," Firestar meows taking the lead with sandstorm at his side. Brambleclaw trailed behind while the three apprentice followed happily to be out of camp. They spent all day yesterday in camp looking after the three elders. Mousefur – a dusty brown she-cat, Longtail – a pale tabby tom that retired early due to failing eyesight, and Purdy – an old plumb tabby tom with a gray muzzle, former loner.
Ravenpaw's paws itch to go out into the forest farther then they went yesterday to collect the moss for the elders bedding. As they went further Ashpaw became more alert. They near a stream that divided the woods with the moor.
"This is WindClan's border," Firestar meows pointing at the border. Ravenpaw open her mouth slightly and inhales the scent, WindClan smelled like rabbits and the wind. They followed the border with the older cats marking it as they went. "WindClan use to be friendly, but they don't want to seem weak so they stop being friendly." He pauses "Remember never go on to another territory, and when we go to the Gathering we have to stay within 3 fox lengths from the waters edge."
"Why do we fight with the other Clans?" Ashpaw asks looking up at his mentor Sandstorm.
"Because they come on our territory or try to steal our prey," Sandstorm replies
"But can't we live together, then we wouldn't lose so many cats, right?" Robinpaw asks looking straight ahead. Ravenpaw looked over to her black cousin, she has a feeling he would one day lead ThunderClan, like their Great Grandfather is.
"We can't their always been four clans," Firestar meows evenly though Ravenpaw could pick up that Firestar wasn't telling them. The patrol moved on towards ShadowClan boarder once they where done with WindClan's. As they near the boarder Ravenpaw could smell the Thunderpath and pine coming from the dark pine forest, on ShadowClan's boarder.
Firestar fur bristle as they came near the boarder to see another patrol but they seem to be making a new patrol about five fox-length from the regularly one.
"What are you doing," Brambleclaw snarl, saying something before his leader.
"Stay behind me," Sandstorm whispers to the three apprentices, so the other group doesn't hear.
Firestar flicked his tail making Brambleclaw step back and be quiet, "Well what are you doing?"
"We need more territory so we taking yours," Snarled a dark ginger she-cat, another ginger tom stood by her shoulder, a black-and-white tom, a brown tom with a long scar on his back, dark gray tom, and gray she-cat with black feet are the rest that make up the patrol. Maybe more that lurks around, waiting.
"Ashpaw go to camp and tell Graystripe to bring a patrol here and be quick." Sandstorm whispers. Ashpaw backs up slowly to not attract attention to him, and the once in the shelter of the undergrowth he tore through the forest towards camp.