This is Whisperpaw's chapter now! She's an apprentice, and she just gets to have a lot of fun around camp...and gets into a bit of trouble at that! Thank-you everyone for voting for the poll, I am going to make Lone Survivors a story of mine, but it won't be coming for a while. Also, arigato gozaimasu to Kawakage and Darkness of the Eclipse for reviewing! Enjoy~!

Chapter Five

"From this day forth, you shall be known as Nettlestorm. StarClan honors your loyalty and courage," Pinestar purred, and rested his muzzle on Nettlestorm's head, Nettlestorm licking his shoulder in return.

"Nettlestorm, Nettlestorm!" the clan cheered.

"I know we are short on apprentices, this is why I'm making Willowkit and Foxkit apprentices a quarter moon early. Please step forward," he mewed, flicking his tail to the two kits.

Willowkit stepped forward on command, her gray tabby coat shining in the sunlight. She had spent ages grooming it to perfection. She wanted to make a good first impression for her new mentor.

Yes, she was supposed to be trained by Redhawk, but when he was fending off a badger, he broke his paw. So until he was healed up, she would have a different cat as a mentor.

"Foxkit, from this day forth, until you receive your warrior name, you shall be known Foxpaw. Spiderfang, Redhawk trained you well, so I hope you pass on all the skills you learned from him onto Foxpaw," Pinestar decided.

Foxpaw's eyes glowed with pride, and he bounded over to Spiderfang and touched noses with him.

"Willowkit, from this day forth, until you receive your warrior name, you shall be known as Willowpaw. Webshine, Blacknight trained you well, I hope you pass your skills onto Willowpaw for the time being. Once Redhawk recovers, he will take over Willowpaw's training," Pinestar mewed.

Willowpaw was a bit disappointed in not being able to have Redhawk as a mentor in the beginning, but that didn't matter. It was her first day as an apprentice, and she was happy about it.

She walked forward and touched her nose to Webshine's. "What are we going to start with?" she asked, making sure her words came out right.

"We. Will. Gather. Moss. For. The. Elders. Do. You. Understand?" Webshine meowed slowly.

Willowpaw nodded, and sighed, "Just because I'm deaf doesn't mean that I don't understand. I read your words."

"Oh," Webshine shrugged, and bounded out of camp. She had a lot of energy still. She and her brother, Spiderfang, had been made warriors just two moons earlier. Willowpaw wondered if she'd forget that she was the mentor.

They came to a large pine tree where moss was clumping together. "This is where you'll gather it," Webshine informed her, "Stretch your claw out like this, and cut the roots off."

Willowpaw dipped her head and got down on her belly, stretching her claw out as far as it would go. She sliced off the roots, making sure that no dirt came up with the moss.

She picked it up, and purred.

"Not so fast," Webshine scolded. "That moss is wet from the dew. If we give it to Oddfoot and Scarletleaf, they'll have your pelt!"

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't know…" Willowpaw started.

"'Sorry' doesn't cut it! If I didn't remind you, we'd have two very unhappy elders on our paws!" Webshine snapped.

Willowpaw backed up slightly. Spiderfang had a sharp tongue, and so did Webshine for that matter. Willowpaw squeezed the moss together and watched as water droplets hit the ground.

She sighed as it splashed. She couldn't hear what noise it made, and when a beetle crawled by and lifted up its outer shell to fly away, she couldn't hear the buzz it made.

It really upset Willowpaw when she thought about it to hard.

Before she knew it, she was pinned to the ground, Webshine on top of her. "Because you're deaf, you need to look at me the whole time so you know what I'm saying! I just told you that we're going to practice stalking techniques after this, but now I won't!"

"Get off of her," a cat snarled above Willowpaw. Willowpaw know the cat said anything, she just scented his arrival.

The weight was lifted from her chest, and Willowpaw looked up in surprise. Redhawk was there. Despite his broken paw, bound by rushes and leaves, he had pulled Webshine off by the scruff.

Webshine spat something at Redhawk, but Willowpaw was too nervous to figure out what it was.

Webshine then turned and went back to camp.

"Are you okay?" Redhawk asked. Willowpaw swallowed, and shakily nodded. She got back up on her paws, and gave her pelt a quick brush off with her tongue. "Sorry," she murmured, and picked up the moss she had collected.

Redhawk stepped forward, and rested his tail on her shoulder. She looked up at him, her violet eyes clouded. "I'll never let her touch you again," he whispered.

Willowpaw closed her eyes, and sighed. "My first day as an apprentice was supposed to be my best. Now it's the worst."

Redhawk gave her a nudge. "I know that I'm still injured, but I promise that I can train you now. Webshine was the wrong choice for a mentor, and I can't take another chance with her."

"Really?" Willowpaw purred.

"Really," he nodded. The two gathered a bit more moss, and padded back into camp. Pinestar and Webshine were sharing tongues, and Webshine mewed something to Pinestar when she saw Willowpaw with Redhawk.

"Redhawk, may I please speak to you?" Pinestar called.

Redhawk nodded, and limped over to the leader.

Willowpaw didn't dare to go any closer, and strained her eyes to make out what they were saying. Her attempt failed, though, and she padded over to the apprentice's den to find a nest for herself.

"Oh, hi, Willowpaw," Applepaw mewed, looking up from his vole. "Do you want help making a nest? Nettlepaw cleared out his moss, so there's only my nest left. We'll have to fetch some more."

"No need. Webshine and I just collected some," Willowpaw mewed, tempted to say Redhawk, but she decided against it.

"Alright, let's get to work!" Applepaw mewed, and grabbed some moss from Willowpaw.

She decided that her nest should be by one of the smaller entrances of the den. She laid out her moss, and Applepaw helped her with the ferns. Small seedlings sprayed through the air as Willowpaw accidentally stepped on a cattail Applepaw had brought up from the lake.

The two wound up in a coughing fit, and started laughing. Willowpaw bounded over to the medicine cat's den to grab some cobwebs. "But what do you need them for?" Nightwhisker asked.

"There was an accident in the apprentice's den," Willowpaw giggled, trying to keep from bursting out laughing.

"Alright, here you go," Nightwhisker sighed, and muttered under his breath, "apprentices."

Willowpaw mewed her thanks, and took the cobwebs into the den. She handed some to Applepaw, and the two apprentices leaped up and down, catching the flying seeds in the sticky webs.

Once it was cleared out, the two saw Foxpaw walking towards them. Applepaw glanced over at Willowpaw, a mischievous look on her face. "You thinking what I'm thinking?" she asked.

"Yeah," Willowpaw whispered.

"One. Two. Three. Fire!" Applepaw yowled at fire, and the two flung the seed-covered cobwebs at Foxpaw. The golden apprentice jumped back in surprise, and tumbled down on the ground.

Foxpaw's fur was bristling as he spat, "That was mean!" A playful smile came onto his face and he tackled his sister. The two rolled over each other until Willowpaw was pinned. "Payback."

Willowpaw laughed, and kicked him off of her with his hindlegs. Applepaw chimed in, and dashed forward and she leaped onto him. "Try beating me!" Applepaw growled, and Willowpaw purred as the two wrestled with each other.

"Willowpaw," Pinestar mewed, tapping her on the shoulder with his tail.

"Oh, Pinestar, what is it?" she asked, and followed him into his den, the small cave at the top of the hill. Webshine was sitting in the den angrily, her bright white pelt bristling.

Redhawk was giving his pelt a brief going over with his tongue. He looked up from his wash when the leader and Willowpaw entered. A bit of dust entered Willowpaw's nose and she sneezed.

"Excuse me," she murmured and sat down in between Redhawk and Webshine.

"That's alright, Willowpaw," Pinestar mewed, and then gave each of the three a hard stare. "You should all know why I've called you here. Webshine, I'll star with you."

Webshine held her leader's stare. Her blue eyes were cold, and she betrayed no sign of emotion.

"Willowpaw is your first apprentice, and I'm highly disappointed in how you reacted today. Maybe I was wrong to give you a disabled cat to train, but you should not under any circumstances, whatsoever, try and harm her," Pinestar meowed.

"Yes, I respect what you are saying, Pinestar, but Willowpaw knows that she needs to watch me in order to know what I'm saying. When I was telling her about hunting later on, she was looking at her paws, not paying attention at all," Webshine sighed. "I know; I shouldn't have pinned her. I'll admit that I'm short tempered, and impatient. I hope you'll give me another chance."

"Redhawk, I know you were only just trying to protect Willowpaw, but throwing another warrior isn't polite. You could have told her to get off, and then took more drastic measures if she didn't listen," Pinestar critiqued.

Redhawk dipped his head, "Yes I understand. I made a rash decision, and I was wrong to do so. I've always felt very overprotective of Willowpaw, and I'll refrain from doing so again."

"Good. Willowpaw, do you feel comfortable with resuming your training with Webshine as your mentor? Or shall I give you a new mentor?" Pinestar asked.

"I think I'll continue on being trained by Webshine. I don't hold anything against her, half of it was my fault too," Willowpaw answered.

"Alright, why don't you two retire for the night, and start over again tomorrow morning?" Pinestar suggested.

"Sounds good to me," Webshine nodded.

"Me too!" Willowpaw agreed. Outside of the den, she asked Webshine if it was okay to take something off of the fresh-kill pile to eat. "Offer something to the elder's first, but then you can eat."

Willowpaw nodded, and walked over the pile. She grabbed a frog and a squirrel to take to the elders. Once she had finished eating, she dashed over to the apprentice's den for a light rain had started to fall.

She curled up in her nest, and let out a sigh of relief to know that she had evaded the rain in time. The drumming on the roof of the den was growing louder, and soon it lulled her into a gentle sleep.

Yep, trouble already! I'm anxious to write another chapter for her. I just finished typing chapter seven, actually, so now I just have to finish Grasspaw's chapter before I can move onto Whisperpaw again. Well, please drop a review. I need to know what you think. Again, I'll hold the: If I get three reviews, I'll double update, offer. Please just review.