"It wasn't fair that she died the worst way," growled Bluepaw's littermate, Smallpaw. The elders had just burried the dead apprentice. Reedpaw had recovered and she had the job of caring for the apprentice.
"Snowflower, you need to go on a hunting patrol with Crowscar." Ordered Hawkpelt. He was setting up patrols.
"Smallpaw, can you get Reedpaw?" Snowflower asked the apprentice.
"Yea," The apprentice went in the Apprentices' den and both apprentices came out.
"Does Barkflower have anything planned for you Smallpaw?" Snowflower queestioned. All the apprentices were suppose to be with their mentors. That's what Bramblestar ordered before all the cats went to their nests at Moonhigh.
Smallpaw went to the warriors' Den and both of them went up to Hawkpelt.
"Barkflower and Smallpaw are joining you three on the hunting patrol." Hawkpelt told Crwoscar and Snowflower.
It was now Leaf-bare, so the river was frozen. "What are we going to hunt with no river?" Smallpaw asked.
"Bramblestar wants all the apprentices to be trained to hunt squirrels." Barkflower informed them.
"You mean in trees?" Asked Reedpaw. For some reason, Reedpaw seemed excited at that idea.
"How else are we going to do it. We got some in our territory, so why not use them." Crowscar meowed. She ran forward and her patrol followed her. They made it to the area where the prey was.
"How are we going to get them up there?" Reedpaw asked, looking up into the trees.
"Watch," Snowflower told them. She pounced up on the branch closest to the ground. She kept jumping on the branches nearest to her. She got to the branch next to the branch that was under the squirrel. She watched the squirrel's movements. Once it got close without noticing her, she pounced on the squirrel and kept herself balanced on the branch and hopped down on the same branches she went up from. She dropped the squirrel in front of her apprentice. Don't try to go to far up and try to find a way to get up and down from before you get up on your first branch. That's only when the squirrels are in the trees."
The warriors watched closely as Reedpaw tried. Snowflower wanted him to get up first, because he was quick and has sharp eyes. From what sh knows, Reedpaw is the best hunter of all the apprentices. He caught two pieces of prey on his first day as an apprentice, which was yesterday.
Reedpaw dropped a squirrel and a mouse. Crowscar caght them both and placed them with Snowflower's squirrel. Once Reedpaw got down it was Smallpaw's turn.
"Are you sure its safe?" He asked. "What if I fall or I get scratched by a branch? What if-" Smallpaw got caught off by Barkflower.
"Stop worrying. If there is somekind of danger, Snowflower or I will help you." Barkflower meowed to her apprentice.
"There's a fox nearby." Reedpaw mewed when Smallpaw was about to come down. A few heartbeats later, Snowflower smelled fox.
"Stay up there Smallpaw! Barkflower, go up there with him. Reedpaw go warn Bramblestar. Me and Crowscar will take this thing on." Growled Snowflower. Barkflower went up with her apprentice and Reedpaw started running. Crowscar pounced on the fox. That's probly how she got her name! She has a scar on her muzzle and she loved fighting. Snowflower couldn't have picked a better fighter. Snowflower raked the its muzzle and the fox kept running.
"Take it to the border!" Hissed Crowscar. Both cats chased it all the way to the WindClan border. "There we go. Now lets get going." Crowscar and Snowflower went back where Barkflower and Smallpaw were waiting. The four cats went back to camp.
"What did you do with it?" Bramblestar asked the patrol.
"We drove it out of out territory. It's WindClan's problem now." Snowflower told her leader. Smallpaw ran to where Reedpaw was. Both apprentices went to their own den, while Torntail, Brookfern, Brownfern and Hawkpelt went out to investigate if there were anymore out there. While they do that, Snowflower went to the Nursery. Mistflower was in there with her three kits. One of them had her eyes open. It was the she-kit.
"Hello, Snowflower." Meowed Mistcloud.
"Hello, did you name your kits yet?" Snowflower asked.
"Yes, this one is Riverkit." Mistcloud named as she licked the she-kit's fur, "The white tom is called Snowkit and the black and white tom is called Cloudkit." Both toms were still asleep and the she-kit finally went stopped moving around the Nursery.
"You must feel lonely with only the kits to keep you company, and you never told any cat who the father is."
"Does it even matter?" Mistcloud asked. "You don't even have a mate yet, so don't even talk about me."
"Yea," Snowflower left her sister alone. Why wouldn't she tell her? They were sisters! Snowflower just pushed the thought away and went to share prey with Crowscar adn Pebbleheart.