Wasn't expecting to finish chapter 11 so quickly. Well, this is very convenient. Next chapter might not be up so quickly, though. Need to figure out what I'm going to do- Blaze or Wasppaw PoV... This chapter might also be a little bit of filler to catch up on much needed character development. Has a lot of fluff in it though. (Not sure if it's even good, to be honest...I'm better at writing depressing things than happy things.)

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Whitespirit - 1) You can choose the names of the OCs, they are technically yours. 2) I like your OCs! I'll add them in at the next Gathering as warrior apprentices. 3) If you want to, you can give me the parents of them.

Anyways, onto chapter 11, back with Firegaze!

Firegaze's paws itched with irritation as she followed Twyla and Tristan back to camp. I can't believe that those stupid ThunderClan cats fell in the river! Better than a war, I guess… She looked up at Twyla, who was walking alongside Tristan. And seriously, what's up with those two? Firegaze pricked her ears forward to eavesdrop on their conversation.

"Tristan, are you sure you're okay?" Twyla murmured, with concern in her mew. "You've been out of it ever since you were revoked of leadership duties."

He looked away from her. "You don't understand. That was the only thing to distract me since Maple's death."

Maple was Tristan's mother, who'd died trying to save River when he was a kit. River was pulled out of the river, but Maple didn't survive. All I remember was that she used to watch me and River when we were kits… Tristan never had been a pleasure to be around since her death. No wonder why he's so bitter towards River.

Twyla's pelt brushed against his. "There's always other things to distract yourself."

"Well of course you can do that! Penny died when you and Violet were kittens!" Tristan growled. Who's Penny? Is she my kin?

Twyla hissed at him. "There isn't a day that goes by where I miss my mother." Huh. So I am related to my mentor. "But they're watching over us in Silverpelt. And do you think Maple wants to see you moping about the camp everyday?"

"No, I guess not…" Tristan muttered. He doesn't seem very confident, does he?

Twyla nudged his shoulder. "Exactly! So why don't we hunt a little before coming back to camp? Hazel couldn't've put any of us on a patrol during this jaunt."

Tristan looked uncomfortable. "Erm...right. Hunting." Uh...does he even know how to hunt?

"Would you like me to observe your hunting skills, too?" Twyla teased, with a sly grin across her face. "I certainly can manage more than one cat at once." Glad to know you didn't forget about me, Twyla.

"Fine, fine." Tristan sighed, his tail drooping in defeat. "Show me how."

"Firegaze, can you show Tristan the basic hunting position?" Twyla ordered, now facing her apprentice. Immediately she dropped into a hunter's crouch. "Very good, but stop lashing your tail. You'll scare all the prey away if you keep doing that."

"Oops! Sorry, Twyla." Firegaze apologized. She struggled to keep her tail still. I'm just basking in the fact that I'm a better hunter than Tristan! "Like this?"

Twyla nodded. "Yes, like that." She turned to face Tristan, who was trying to walk away. "Your turn, bud."

Tristan awkwardly shifted into a hunting crouch, trying to get it over with. I did not know he was this bad at hunting. Twyla held back a laugh.

"Okay, try this instead." Twyla rolled her eyes, trying not to laugh. She went into the leap-and-hold position quickly. "Since you aren't very good at hunting, try this."

Tristan growled at her for a second and then copied her exact pose. Twyla nodded at him and then pounced forward.

"Now you do what I did." Twyla ordered. Wow, they're putting up with each other! I never thought I'd see the day!

Tristan reared his back legs, and then pounced. Only, he pounced on top of Twyla. She looked both amused and embarrassed. Yeah, I don't think that Twyla did that.

"T-Tristan! I didn't say attack me!" Twyla yowled, holding back the laughter in her voice.

"I pretended you were prey. And it worked." Tristan chuckled. "But I don't think prey laughs when it gets caught!"

Twyla purred. "And I didn't think cats talk to their prey!" She licked his muzzle. "Except for you, that is."

"Um...guys? I'm still here." Firegaze reminded them before things get out of hand. I don't want a visual lesson of this.

Both warriors broke away from each other immediately, their muzzles tinged with red.

Tristan cleared his throat. "A-Anyways, let's just go back to camp." He padded in the direction of SkyClan's camp. Twyla instantly followed, her tail twinning with his. Oh. So that's how it is, is it?

The patrol entered the entrance to camp, now going their separate ways. Twyla and Tristan were sharing tongues together while sharing a squirrel, and Firegaze was sitting by her brother, River.

"Hey, Firegaze." River's mew disrupted Firegaze's thoughts. "Are you worried about Blaze? 'Cause I am. Maybe we should go check on her."

Firegaze rolled her eyes. "Blaze was able to drag an apprentice out of the water by herself. She's fine." She flicked her tail towards Silverfire, who was now struggling with the moss nests. "I'm worried about Silverfire. I think he's struggling with constructing nests."

"So you're saying we should help him?" River sighed, getting annoyed. Firegaze nodded. "Well I say that you're stupid. His fault for attacking a Clanmate." River padded over the medicine den to check on Blaze.

"You're stupid." Those words rang in her head. River had always called her that. "Stupid Firegaze." That's what Firegaze has always heard from her own littermate. The one who was supposed to be closest to her throughout her life. Why does he pick on me like that all the time? He knows it hurts me…Firegaze felt something brushing up against her pelt. She turned to see Violet, her eyes brimming with sympathy.

"Firegaze, it's alright." Violet whispered while wrapping her tail around her daughter. Firegaze felt tears running through her cheeks. At least my mother and father don't insult me like that. "River can be a jerk at times, I know. You'll just have to learn to put up with it."

But I can't! Firegaze wanted to wail. "Okay, mom." Violet then licked her cheek and padded over to Silverfire, who was now covered in moss.

"Really, Silverfire?" Violet chuckled. "You got smothered with moss again?"

Silverfire smiled. "The moss monster got me, Violet!" He joked.

Violet tackled him playfully. "Not if I can help it!" It's always cute to see those two messing around, even if it's at a bad time.

Firegaze walked over to Dylan, who was muttering to himself nearby the medicine den. Firegaze cleared her throat.

"Oh, Firegaze! I didn't see ya there." Dylan meowed, relief flooding his eyes. "Hey, let's go over there, alright?" He pointed over to an empty spot in the camp center with his tail. "No offense, but your brother is a fox-heart." Dylan gritted through his teeth.

"None taken." Firegaze sighed. Just what did River do to Dylan?

Firegaze followed Dylan over to the spot, weary from earlier. I want to take a nap. Right now. But there was no use in hoping for that. They were a Clan now, and that meant soon she'd be called onto a patrol. I'm still unsure about being a Clan myself.

"Eh? What's wrong? You look deader than a rock!" Dylan laughed a little. Firegaze smiled a bit. Thank StarClan for Dylan, Firegaze thought. He's always there to lift my spirits whenever I'm down.

Firegaze sighed. "I was on a patrol to escort ThunderClan's biggest mouse-brains home. I have a right to be tired."

Dylan nudged her shoulder. "That's a little too harsh, but you do have a point." His eyes gleamed admiringly. "I think you were really brave to help save those she-cats earlier today."

"R-Really?" Firegaze meowed incredulously. "I- I mean, of course! I know that!" Not really.

"Tough work keeping up with your ego, huh?" Dylan teased lightly. Firegaze rolled her eyes. I don't have an ego! "Well, I've gotta go now. Ivy's taking me out for battle practice. See ya!" Dylan ran over to Ivy, who was chatting with Stone by the camp exit.

Firegaze smiled to herself and then padded over to the apprentice's den. She curled up in her nest, relishing the damp moss underneath her body. I will claw River's ears off for this! Eventually she fell asleep, letting sleep take over her.