HI EVERYBODY!!! I'm very very very very very pleased to say that (in response to a request by Hollyflight of Thunderclan) I will be continuing this story! (Thank you so much Hollyflight!) Hope you enjoy dis chappie!!!

Disclaimer- very, very, very sadly, I do not own warriors. because if i did, i would ask the readers what they thought i should get rid of. LIKE BERRYNOSE, ASHFUR, AND STUCK UP BRAMBLECLAW!!! (i apologize to all of you who like those characters. it's just my opinion.)

Chapter 2

Honeypaw glared across the clearing at several different cats. Ferncloud and Dustpelt were sharing tongues and a piece of fresh-kill. Dustpelt murmured softly in Ferncloud's ear, and the queen giggled lightly. Firestar and Sandstorm sat below Highledge, watching over ThunderClan, their tails entwined. Squirrelflight and Brambleclaw were walking out of the warrior's den, speaking in soft voices to each other, their eyes dancing happily. Cloudtail and Brightheart sat beside the fresh-kill pile, purring as their daughter padded up to them.

A low growl escaped Honeypaw's throat. Every time she saw two cats together like that, she pictured Berrynose, gently licking her ear, smiling softly, looking deep into her eyes. She shook her head angrily. Lionpaw had been right. Berrynose didn't care. He was arrogant and only cared about himself. Why, then, was she still desperately in love with him?

Suddenly the brambles at the entrance rustled and three cats padded into camp. Honeypaw held her breath as Berrynose slipped out of the tunnel, carrying a huge vole in his jaws. He turned sharply, looking around camp. Honeypaw gasped as his eyes rested on her. He padded slowly over, his creamy pelt gleaming in the morning sunlight, and his eyes sparkling confidently.

"Hi Honeypaw." He mewed, dropping his vole. Honeypaw's heart raced. Would he ask her to share the vole with him? Would he want her to go hunting with him?

"Take this to Longtail." He ordered. "He said he wanted a vole, so you better go give him one."

Her heart sunk and a knot formed in her stomach. Of course. He was too good to feed the elders. His pelt was way too handsome and his eyes were too warm.

Mouse dung! She thought angrily. Why do I do this to myself?!

Honeypaw nodded to the young creamy warrior and grabbed the vole in her jaws. Berrynose nodded, satisfied, and padded away, short stubby tail high in the air. She watched him go, her eyes shinning sadly. When would he realize that he was all she wanted. Just him. An irritated growl came from behind Honeypaw and she turned slowly. Lionpaw stalked out of the shadows, his pelt fluffed out angrily and his amber eyes blazing.

"How can you let him do that to you?!" He hissed. "He's not your mentor! He can't treat you like that!"

Honeypaw just hung her head, the vole brushing against the sand.

"Well?!" Lionpaw demanded. "How can you just stand there and take that?!"

Honeypaw didn't answer. She only padded away, dragging the vole with her, her soft green eyes gleaming with anger and loneliness. When she reached the elder's den she looked back across the clearing. Lionpaw stood erect, his eyes angry and confused. He would never understand. She turned back to the den and slipped under the bush. She padded over to Longtail, who was snoozing softly, and laid the vole beside him. His nostrils twitched and he lifted his head, blinking his clouded eyes.

"Hello Honeypaw!" He purred. "I see you have brought me a vole! And what a nice plump one it is! You did well catching it."

Honeypaw shook her head. "I didn't catch it." She mewed dully. "Berrynose did."

Longtail frowned. "Then why are you bringing it to me?"

"I dunno..." Honeypaw shrugged, unwilling to admit how arrogant and rude Berrynose had been to her. Somehow, Longtail sensed her unhappiness and nodded.

"Give him time." Longtail mewed. "If he still doesn't notice, try to notice the others."

Others? Honeypaw thought. What others?

Instead of disagreeing she only nodded and sighed, turning and padding out of the den. As she emerged she spotted Berrynose yelling furiously at Poppypaw. She glared at the dark creamy tom.

How can I love you when I hate you so much? The thought flashed through her mind.

Another cat suddenly joined the argument. Lionpaw padded out of the apprentice den, bristling as he saw Berrynose. Honeypaw ran quickly around the angry cats and hid in a clump of ferns and brambles, peering carefully out. Lionpaw was standing beside Poppypaw, his tail fluffed out in pure anger. Poppypaw's ears were laid back and her eyes darted from Berrynose to Lionpaw. Even thought Berrynose was much older than Lionpaw, the golden tom was about the same size as him. Standing nose to nose, eyes flashing, and fur bristling, it looked as if they would start fighting any moment. Honeypaw swiveled her ears towards them, listening carefully.

"You're an apprentice!" Berrynose growled furiously. "You're suppose to respect warriors! I'm a warrior and you're not, and you're just going to have to deal with that!"

Lionpaw's muscles were twitching as if he wanted to claw the snotty warrior to bits. "That doesn't mean you get to treat everybody that's even a single moon younger than you like fox dung!!!"

That really made Berrynose mad. He growled darkly, his eyes narrowed. "Look here, you mouse-brained little apprentice. I can treat anybody, anyway I please. Especially disrespectful apprentices like you!"

"Well, if you treat everybody the way you treat them now, you will never have any friends!" Lionpaw yowled, frustrated.

Berrynose rolled his eyes. "Yeah, whatever! What about Honeypaw then?! She's my friend, unlike you!"

Lionpaw narrowed his eyes to slits and glared at Berrynose in spite. "You don't know anything, do you. And you probably wouldn't care if you did." Then the golden tom turned and stalked away.

Berrynose looked confused. "What in the name of StarClan are you talking about?!" He hissed.

Lionpaw turned back. "What am I talking about?! I talking about how stupid you are to think that Honeypaw is your friend. You treat her like a slave! She cares a lot for you. Way more than you deserve! She's an amazing cat, and all you can see in her is another cat to call your friend. You're lucky that she cares about you that much. A lot of other cats care a lot about her, Berrynose. And who does she care about? You. And you don't even give her a second thought. What a pathetic excuse for a warrior."

Then Lionpaw stormed out of the camp entrance, not caring if anybody followed. Berrynose stood there, his mouth open in surprise. Slowly, he turned and slunk away to the warrior's den. Honeypaw watched as everyone else who sat in the clearing murmured. Her heart felt dead; like it wasn't even beating. Berrynose didn't care he never would. But what other cats was Lionpaw talking about. Suddenly, an idea came to her.

"If he still doesn't notice, try to notice the others." Longtail's voice echoed in her head. Could it possibly be that more toms than just Lionpaw liked her? No. She shook her head. The toms couldn't be that attracted to her, could they? She slowly slunk out of the bushes, checking to be sure that no one was watching. Then she slipped over to the fresh-kill pile and quickly grabbed a mouse. She sat down and took a small bite of the creature. She didn't want anyone to know she had heard the argument between Lionpaw and Berrynose. Suddenly she heard pawsteps behind her. She lifted her head and blinked. Spiderleg was standing behind her, smiling.

"Mind if I eat with you?" He purred.

Honeypaw only nodded, not sure why Spiderleg of all cats wanted to spend time with her. Spiderleg selected a plump starling and took a huge bite.

"So," he mewed after he swallowed, "when do you expect to become a warrior?"

"I don't know." Honeypaw shrugged, mewing softly. "Probably in a couple moons."

Spiderleg beamed. "That's great!"

Honeypaw looked at him strangely. "Why do you care, though?" Her voice was quiet and confused.

"Um... well..." Spiderleg looked at his paws, his ears twitching nervously. "I, uh, don't know..."

Honeypaw's eyes widened and she stood up, her neck fur bristling slightly. "I thought you and Daisy were going to be mates!" She meowed, trying not to hiss.

Spiderleg's whiskers quivered in embarrassment. "Well... um... we don't exactly... uh... get along you see... and... well... you... you're..." He trailed off slowly, looking at the ground in shame.

Honeypaw stared at him in disbelief. Lionpaw and Longtail had been right. There were lots of toms trailing after her. She suddenly remembered how Mousewhiskered had often offered to get her some fresh-kill and how Thornclaw always complemented her on everything he did.

Why can't one of them be Berrynose? She asked herself desperately. Finally, she just blinked, confused and hurt. Then she turned and stalked away, headed for the forest, Spiderleg staring after her wistfully.

YAY!!!! THAT WAS AWESOME!!!! LIONPAW AND BERRYNOSE HATE EACH OTHER NOW!!! By the way, does anybody remember who Honeypaw's mentor was? I'm too lazy to go to the library and get the books....

OH! AND DON'T FORGET TO....... (drum roll)..... R&R!!!!!!

~Flamesong