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Chapter 3 Training

"Finpaw, how was the gathering last night?" Featherpaw asked as she grabbed a mouthful of marigold and horsetail from the medicine cat stores.

"It was good, but freezing and tiring. I've never walked that far before in one night, and the snow didn't help the journey either," Finpaw meowed, still shivering at the thought. And although it was cold, it was worth it, traveling there, then getting to meet all those cats at the gathering.

"At least you got to go," Featherpaw argued.

"Good point, and I have to admit that I was glad that I got to go. Are Oceanpaw and Brightfur getting any better? They do have a great medicine cat," Finpaw said.

"A good two medicine cats," Spottedpool laughed, walking into the den, then her voice became more serious, "Brightfur is healing, and Oceanpaw is healing faster then I had predicted. Why don't you go and visit Oceanpaw? She could do with the company." Finpaw walked over to where Brightfur was sleeping, and where Oceanpaw was devouring a mouse. She watched as her sister carried the marigold over to Brightfur, and spread it over the wounds. Then covered it was a small layer of cobweb. She then turned to Oceanpaw.

"Would you like me to bring you some water or anything?" Finpaw asked, trying to bring up Oceanpaw's mood.

"That would be nice, but maybe after I get some sleep. Sorry Finpaw, usually I would be talking like crazy, but I just had two poppy seeds. Catch me in the morning, I would love to talk to you then.

5 days later

"All cats who are old enough to catch their own prey gather 'round the rock pile for a clan meeting," Springstar's yowl could be heard from anywhere in the camp. The Stormclan leader was perched on the rockpile, waiting for her clan to settle in the meeting area. Brightfur and Oceanpaw were healed, and Oceanpaw was back to their warrior patrols.

"We have two new warriors, and two new apprentices," excitement of cats rose from the cats. Whispers of joy could be heard. Springstar continued, "Seapaw and Oceanpaw. Great warriors have trained you, and your progress of warrior apprentices has showed, especially when defending for your clan while fighting the foxes. Seapaw, from now on you shall be known as Seafur, Starclan honors you for you cleverness and integrity and congratulates you as a full warrior of Stormclan. Oceanpaw, from now on you shall be known as Oceanwind. Starclan honors you for your strength and kindness and congratulates you as a full warrior of Stormclan."

"Oceanwind! Seafur! Oceanwind! Seafur!" Finpaw, Brackenpaw and Seapaw led the chant, followed by the clan.

Springstar waited until the chant finished, then turned to two excited kits, "Amberkit and Wolfkit (Stormclan honors wolves. Wolfflower, Wolffrost, and now Wolfpaw? Finpaw thought quietly to herself,) from now until your warrior name you shell be known as Amberpaw and Wolfpaw. Ebonyflower, you shall mentor Amberpaw. Teach her too use her strength to become a memorable warrior. And Wolfflower, train Wolfpaw to use his quickness to trigger his strength, to become a future warrior." The crowd cheered.

The next morning, Finpaw woke up to the relieved sigh of Seapaw –no Seafur as she was relived from her vigil. Every new warrior did a vigil, a silent guard of the camp the whole night. It was a hard test that was a tradition to new warriors. That will be us soon, Finpaw thought, wishing that Featherpaw would be doing it with her and Brackenpaw, when they were to become warriors. But that thought soon flew out of the young apprentices head. This was only her first moon of apprenticeship. The time when she and Brackenpaw were made warriors would be a long time from now. But when it happened, Finpaw and her brother would be ready and proud. Since Featherpaw was a medicine cat apprentice, she would keep her apprentice name a little longer and train as an apprentice with Spottedpool until her mentor died or retired. Of course she could get her medicine cat title sooner though.

She walked out of the den as she listened to Wolfflower announcing patrols, "Morning hunting patrol will be Wolffrost leading… lets see who's awake, Brairpath and Thunderpaw. Morning border patrol will be Brightfur leading Rainstorm and Lightningpaw. Check along the Thunderclan border. Noon hunting will be Icewing, Brackenpaw, and Larkspirit. And evening border will be Ebonyflower, Amberpaw, Coralheart, and Sunpaw. Also, Brightfur's border patrol, Featherpaw will be tagging along with you to gather any herbs on the way."

After leaving the shade of the den, she rapidly blinked in the sunlight. It had been either raining or snowing for the last couple days, and some sunlight could do all the cats some good. It would brighten the clan's day, hoping that all the prey that is left may go and explore outside of their own, well-hidden dens. But clouds were coming over, and some of the day may be spent in rain. Maybe though, she thought.

Once outside, Lightwing padded over to her, "Finpaw. We are going to change the bedding in the dens, but first, take a little fresh-kill." That made Finpaw proud-not to change the beddings-but how Lightwing trusted her. Thunderpaw's mentor had to tell him to only take one small piece of fresh-kill, because it was uncommon in leaf-bare. Lightwing trusted Finpaw enough that she could take some even before.

Anyways, Finpaw padded over to the fresh-kill pile. It was a plain sad fresh-kill pile. There were two mice, a sparrow, and a sorry looking rabbit. Hopefully the hunting patrols would bring tonight a good catch. Finpaw grabbed half of the smallest mouse, and ate it, wishing it were bigger. Leaf-bare brought hunger to all cats, in all clans. And hopefully greencough wouldn't spread in Stormclan, leaving the clan weak. Greencough was a deadly disease, which could kill or weaken any cat, spreading rapidly. They were blessed by Starclan for not having any of it so far. So far… Finpaw looked up at the sky, wondering what would happen this season. But she should not focus on worry, no; she should focus on hunting and fighting for her clan, getting past another leaf-bare.

After finishing the mouse, Finpaw's belly rumbled. She had been happy while eating it, but now she was hungry, wishing for more, getting a taste for prey. She had heard stories of the hungry leaf-bares, but never had she imagined that she would be this hungry. She had better start working on finding this bedding.

Finpaw walked through the misty forest, flinching when it started to sprinkle rain. She started to quicken her pace, hoping to get some bedding before everything was soaked. She slashed up some bedding from near the base of a thick tree, and then carried it back to camp. She put all the moss in a pile under shelter, and then went on to gather all the dryer moss she could get. By the time she got back to camp, she was soaking from tail tip to whisker, drenched in rain. She rushed into the elder's den, grabbing all the old bedding from the elders, Windyfur and Forestwing.

Windyfur had grown up in Stormclan, as a regular cat, but Forestwing has been a loner named Flight. But the name Flight cause too many sad memories, and she asked Sleetstar to change her name, to something where she could leave her memories behind. Nobody knew what had happened in her past life, and many had asked. She never answered, but was never going to give any answer, not even a hint. Finpaw herself had never asked, but she knew that even Springstar didn't know those mysteries. They were too well guarded.

Once Finpaw had finished the elder's den, she went past the warriors and apprentices den. Luckily, she thought to herself, that they did their own. She may as well do her bed though; this might be the direst moss she will have in a while.

When she went to the nursery, she saw Seafur's own mentor, Lilyfoot in the nursery. Finpaw looked at Lilyfoot with surprise. Lilysong had always wanted to be a mother, and was this her chance? Finpaw was about to ask her, and looked at Runningmist, who nodded at Finpaws surprised look.

"Congratulations Lilysong. Is it with Rainstorm?" she asked, hoping that that question wasn't too personal.

Lilysong nodded, looking very pleased. Finpaw quickly cleaned out the den, and then meowed with amusement as Rockkit flew herself onto Finpaw.

"-Rockkit, that's an warrior apprentice. Like you will be next moon," Palefur shot an apology look at Finpaw.

"Can't we be a warrior now mother, were five moons," Dragonkit reasoned.

The Seafur came and asked Palefur a question that Finpaw couldn't hear. Palefur nodded, then Seafur said, "Dragonkit, do you want to help Featherpaw and I collect herbs. You could see the forest."

"Really?"

"Sure, but we have to leave now. Come on, we should have already left."

"Can't we go too? We could help, we promise," Rockkit and Bramblekit meowed, looking hopeful.

"Sorry, only Dragonkit. I can make sure that you two get into the forest for a little before your apprenticeship. Would that work?" Seafur said, trying to make it fair. She turned and looked at Palefur, who gave her a look that said, fine with me as long as you keep your promise.