Sorry for not updating in a while, I've been really busy! Thank-you to Kawakage, Darkness of the Eclipse, and teamcarlisle for reviewing. This is Wolfpaw's chapter, and he, by far, has the nicest mentor.

Chapter Six

Wolfpaw padded forward and touched noses with Skydapple. She had been selected to be his mentor, and he was happy about this. When she was an apprentice, a drought occurred.

The lake was mainly mud, and every stream dried up. Skydapple had jumped over into the dried mud part of the lake to fetch some water at the center. She had stepped in a wrong place, though, and the mud collapsed on her.

She broke her paw, and severely strained a hind paw. That led to her being out of training for three moons. Her brother, Firefrost, was made a warrior a long time before she was, and that helped her to recover faster.

Wolfpaw held a high amount of respect for Skydapple. She had pulled through her issues in youth, and Wolfpaw was determined to forget about his mother's accident too.

He knew that the event would always linger on in his mind, but he could push it to the back, and live his life to the fullest. Shaking his head of the thoughts, he looked up at Skydapple, "What are we going to do first?" he asked.

His amber eyes were glowing with excitement, and his tail was high in the air, twitching at the tip.

"Why don't we take a tour of the territory? I can show you the ThunderClan border. If we hurry we can make it there by sunhigh and meet up with one of their patrols," Skydapple decided.

"Alright!" Wolfpaw purred, and the two padded out of camp. Skydapple picked up the pace a bit, and Wolfpaw bounded after her. He smiled. WindClan was always the swiftest. When RiverClan's camp flooded, their cats stayed on WindClan territory.

Just from watching them for a few minutes, he could tell that they were much slower than WindClan cats. Not only could WindClan cats run like the wind, they had a swift walking pace.

Skydapple skidded to a halt, and flicked her tail to a mound of sand. "A badger made its home here many seasons before my mother was born. Legend has it that once a kit got stranded outside of camp during a storm, and ventured into the set."

"Oh no, poor kit!" Wolfpaw shrieked shying back.

"Don't worry, it has a happy ending," Skydapple promised. "The badger mistook the kit for one of her own pups, and took him in. He nursed from the badger for many moons until the badger realized that the kit was a cat. She learned cat-speak and saw him off to WindClan."

"That's sad," Wolfpaw murmured.

"The kit's mother was very excited to see him, and called him Badgerkit in the badger's honor. He grew to become leader of WindClan, and during his leader ceremony it was said that the badger that nursed him gave him one of his nine lives."

"Amazing!" Wolfpaw purred, and poked his head inside. The faint scent of badger still hung in the air, and the sandy floor was very welcoming. He would explore it later.

Skydapple nodded, and whispered, "Let's keep going."

Wolfpaw pulled his head out of the tunnel to quickly, and hit it on the roof. "Ow!" he cursed under his breath, and set off after his mentor. They hit the dense forest area of the territory and Wolfpaw drew in a deep breath.

It smelled of sap and fur. Wolfpaw preferred rabbit to squirrel, but if he were hungry, he'd eat it. ThunderClan is crazy! He thought. I love the open moors; I'd rather die than be tangled in that forest and heavy gorse!

Skydapple was crouching down, and she pounced, landing on something. She lifted her head up, and a mouse was lying limp in her jaws.

"Good catch!" a cat called from across the stream. She was a gorgeous dark gray tabby she-cat; she looked like she was Wolfpaw's age. Wolfpaw noticed that she was panting heavily.

Skydapple noticed it too. "Were you chasing this?"

"Yeah, but it crossed the border, it's a WindClan mouse," the she-cat admitted.

"Have it. I'll find something else," Skydapple mewed, and set it down on ThunderClan's side of the river. "Please, take it."

"Skydapple, may I ask what you're doing on ThunderClan land?" a dark brown tabby tom asked.

"Foreststar, it's an honor," Skydapple meowed, dipping her head. "I was giving your apprentice a mouse. It crossed the border, and she was chasing it. Consider it a gift."

"Well, thank-you," Foreststar nodded, dipping his head in return. "Her name is Meadowpaw, this is her first day out."

"It's nice to meet you, Meadowpaw. This is my apprentice, Wolfpaw, this is also his first day out," Skydapple responded.

"Showing the territory, eh? Great minds think alike," Foreststar purred. "Well, we should be going about now."

"See you at the next gathering," Skydapple smiled.

"It was nice meeting you," Meadowpaw mewed to Wolfpaw. She had jumped over the stream, and her sweet scent wrapped around Wolfpaw.

"Y-you too," Wolfpaw agreed. His heart was thumping with embarrassment. He shook his head again, bad Wolfpaw, you do not like that THUNDERCLAN she-cat!

"Come on, let's go down to the lake, I can show you the rabbit warrens!" Skydapple purred, a mischievous smile on her face.

"I'd love to!" Wolfpaw smiled back, and pelted after his mentor. The grass was lush under his paws, and it came up to his belly. It brushed against a soft spot on his chest area, and he couldn't help but laugh.

A bird chirped overhead and Wolfpaw closed his eyes for a moment; the breeze gently caressed his cheek. It smelled refreshing, and it definitely beat being stuck in the dark and congested nursery.

As Skydapple slowed her pace, Wolfpaw glanced at her to match her steps. He was at a gentle trot next to her, and he yawned. It was midday, and most cats shared tongues at this hottest point.

Skydapple stopped and Wolfpaw's pelt was hot from the rays of the sun. He gave his shoulder a few licks. "These are the warrens. The rabbits pop in and out of here a lot," Skydapple mewed, and paused to look at him.

"How about we go take a break at the willow tree? The stream runs right there so you can get a drink. When a rabbit pops out we can chase it," Skydapple suggested.

"Sure," Wolfpaw mewed, and followed his mentor to the comforting shade of the willow tree. The refreshing clear stream trickled right by the roots of the willow tree.

Wolfpaw padded over to it, and bent over. His reflection was rippling in the water, and he saw the narrowed amber eyes of his father in his face. He shook his head to clear the thought, and dipped his tongue in the water.

The ripples skewed the image, and the cold water quenched his thirst.

He sat up, and walked back over to his mentor. She had a rabbit under her paw, and glanced up at him. "Hungry?"

"Very!" Wolfpaw flopped down on the ground next to Skydapple, and the two shared the rabbit. Sadly enough, another rabbit never showed up, so they continued on.

The RiverClan border came into sight, and it stunk of fish. "I still, to this day, do not understand how RiverClan cats can eat fish and swim in water. Water is meant to drink and to supply life, but not to swim in."

"I know, they must have thistledown for brains," Wolfpaw assumed.

"That's not nice!" Skydapple snapped. "They might be different, but they're not scrooges!"

"I'm sorry," Wolfpaw murmured.

"Good," Skydapple sighed, and looked at Wolfpaw, "Sorry for snapping at you. My mother is Sunblossom, and my father is a RiverClan tom. I guess I get a bit overprotective about that."

"I never knew that," Wolfpaw marveled. "I think it's amazing that you're a half clan cat. So are they not frowned upon? Palepelt told us stories about half clan cats getting killed when ShadowClan and RiverClan were combined together to make TigerClan."

"I'm not exactly sure. In WindClan, I was welcomed warmly, and I bet ThunderClan would welcome them too," Skydapple guessed. "ShadowClan and RiverClan though, I'm not positive about. RiverClan didn't fight to have me or my brother join them, but who knows, the issue might come up sometime."

Wolfpaw shrugged. He followed his mentor to the horseplace. It reeked of manure and flies. "Can we go inside?" Wolfpaw asked.

"I'm not sure, but we can try. It's on the border between RiverClan and WindClan, so we wouldn't be seen as trespassing. Sure, we can go in," Skydapple decided.

Wolfpaw let off a slight purr of happiness, and held his breath as they ventured through the field. He jumped back when a horse looked up to face him. Pelting past his mentor, he skidded to a halt at the barn entrance.

It smelled of hay and straw. There was a very milky scent inside, too, and also cat. "I'm going in," Wolfpaw mewed to his mentor, and crawled through a hole in the thick wood wall.

The air was still, and a mouse scurried to its hole at one corner of the barn, evading the cat. Wolfpaw opened his mouth to meow something, but he decided against it, and padded further into the barn.

He heard hushed voices from a higher level of the barn, and his mentor fell into place next to him. A loud bark erupted from a different entrance of the barn, and a shaggy furred dog burst into the barn.

Wolfpaw's fur fluffed up so he looked twice his size, and he hissed at the dog. A black and gray she-cat appeared out of nowhere and whispered, "Follow me!"

Wolfpaw didn't care who the cat was, or if she was from a clan or not. If it got him out of trouble, then he would trust her. She led the two to a ladder that went up into the higher level.

He scrambled to get a paw hold on the slippery dowels. As the dog neared, Wolfpaw frantically dug his claws into the wood, and sprang the rest of the way up, Skydapple joining him shortly after.

Up at the top the black and gray she-cat was explaining something to a dark brown tom. He nodded, and padded over to them. "Who are you, and what business to you exactly have with us?"

Meh, mini cliff-hanger kinda thing. Please review, and I'll update once I get three reviews! ~Sayonara~!