The 6 warriors in which had come with Icestar seemed happy... but not in a good way. Whats happening? "Flamepaw, Firepaw, Softpaw, Woodpaw, and Dovepaw, go to your den until we come and get you." Riverrock mewed pushing them toward the bush-rock cave they called the apprentice's den. The 5 padded slowly to the den, Grasspaw, Leafpaw, and Anglepaw were there. "Whats happening?" Dovepaw asked pinning down Flamepaw. He lightly growled. "Err. Not sure... Icestar and 6 other warriors interrupted my training and needed to talk to Redstar..." Softpaw answered pushed Dovepaw off of an angrey Flamepaw.
Riverrock will. One and get us when they are done talking, how long will that be though? Softpaw wondered to herself. Fishtail, a light gray elder Tom with green eyes padded in the den. "This sure has changed a lot since I was here moons ago!" He mewed. "Anyway, I'm going to watch you. Who wants to hear a story?" He asked. Grass paw, the eldest apprentice at the moment at the age of 9 moons spoke first. "Why do we? We aren't kits anymore." He mewed.
Dovepaw cuffed him behind the ear. "Sorry for his terrible manners. We would love a story." She mewed. Softpaw and Firepaw snickered at the fact that Dov
epaw was giving Grasspaw a a angry glares. "Ok let's sit down or lay down and I will tell you." The story was interesting... And seemed to have a meaning...
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"Softpaw, sorry but we can't train today, since Icestar decided to come this late. We will continue tomorrow." He mewed. Why not this morning? I mean like really! Softpaw growled quietly to herself. "Well your lucky you got to train. Shellteeth has dawn patrol, I could go since 'you are too young and not yet ready!'" Flamepaw snapped. "Since when have you become Mr. Grump?" Firepaw asked playfully.
Flamepaw just moved toward the fresh-kill pile to eat a mouse. Redstar didn't help to lighten up the mood, which was weird. He was the type that will cheer some cat up!
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The next day was here, and now time for hunting, Firepaw's and Softpaw's first hunting. Flamepaw was learning faster than they were, so they barely got to see him. Yellowpelt and Riverrock lead them toward Moon Lake. They then went in separate directions. "Remember the crouch you practiced? If so, do it." Riverrock ordered. Softpaw went into a crouch. She could smell a mouse a few fox-tail lengths ahead. She carefully placed her paws headed. Softpaw pounced and caught the mouse between her unsheathed claws.
She it went limp and and picked it up with her mouth. "Wow, you count one on your first try. Don't get cocky though, even the best sometimes miss." Riverrocked mewed. There was a hint of pride in his eyes though. Riverrock showed her how to dig a hole to put the mouse in.
Aoftpaw smelt a bunny and she went her crouch. She stepped on a branch and it snapped warning the bunny. It darted so did Softpaw. She got to the middle of what woods they had in there territory. Much like yesterday, she got the scent of Flowerclan. "This is the part we should-" the voice stopped. Softpaw ears perked up for any type of sound. Everything then went black, something happened.
There was another chapter. I hope you enjoyed it.