Hi guys, it's me here. I guess I have the hard part.
ACTUALLY MAKING THE CLAN CATS. OH, IM SCREWED.
I'll try. I'll make sure to try. And I'm doing shout outs! So show us some love in the reviews and your name might be right here next time! Right now, the shout out of the week goes to my partner, Hollyleaf15. I couldn't ask for a better collaboration partner, really.
So. I guess that I need to stop blabbing. Here we go!
Frostpaw felt someone prod his sides. He opened his eyes slightly, and looked around. Light was streaming into the apprentice den, and all of his fellow apprentices had already gotten up and were stretching.
Frostpaw slowly got up, still feeling groggy. Being an apprentice meant that he had to get up this early? He missed the nursery already. He sighed. There was no point in complaining.
He stretched for a moment longer, and followed his friends outside. There was not much activity in the clearing yet, only Poppyglow and her kits were outside, Poppyglow eating some fresh kill as her kits were playing a game of moss ball.
Frostpaw knew that the kits would soon be apprentices, and they would all have to share the apprentice den. And to think that Frostpaw didn't have enough room already! He slowly walked over to the fresh kill pile and picked a plump sparrow and started to eat. His fellow apprentices crowded around him, talking about the brewing tensions between the clans.
"I've heard that Shadowclan stole prey from Riverclan a few days ago!" Flamepaw looked around at his friends. "Yeah, but as long as they don't step a paw on out territory, I don't care." Lightningpaw said between licks as he groomed his pelt. Frostpaw finally looked up as he licked his whiskers after he was done eating.
"Yeah, but we should be worried. There tensions between the clans is so thick you can almost smell it! At the last Gathering, Hazelstar was only barely able to stop a brawl between Riverclan and Windclan!" Frostpaw slowly started to walk towards the gorse tunnel that led out of the camp.
"Come on guys. Stoneclaw wants us all at the border near Riverclan. I don't want to be late." Slowly, the two other apprentices started towards the gorse tunnel.
Riverpaw was already waiting by the time the three cats got to the border. Her blue pelt shined on the light. "What took you guys so long? And where's Stoneclaw?" Right on cue, the gray tom appeared from a nearby bush. His yellow eyes were trained on Frostpaw.
"I am glad that all of you decided to make it. You are not kits anymore. You are the future of our clan. No more games, and no more mothers to protect you. Understand?" All four cats nodded silently. The gray cats face softened.
"Today I'll teach all of you the hunters crouch. The essence of hunting is to stay silent and to not allow your prey to know you are hear. All of you, what prey can you smell?" He waited as all of the apprentices sniffed the air.
"I smell cats!" Flamepaw said after a few moments. Stoneclaw let out a mrww of amusement. "I do have to admit that since the tensions are high and we have to have extra warriors on border patrol, the apprentices will be trained together for about half a moon. So just try and make my life easy and actually try." a few minutes later, Frostpaw opened his eyes. "I smell something. It doesn't smell like anything I've ever eaten at the fresh kill pile."
Stoneclaw immediately started to sniff. "I don't smell anything. Frostpaw, follow the scent and see where it leads. We - " he pointed his tail at the four apprentices " - will follow and see what we find." Frostpaw gave a nod of approval.
The five cats followed behind the white apprentice, who stopped every few tail lengths to sniff the air again. He finally stopped at a cave. "This is it. This is where it leads." Frostpaw looked at his mentor.
Stoneclaw stopped dead in his tracks. Before he could say anything, a fox lept out of the cave and landed on Flamepaw. The fox started to maul him, and before any of his friends could save him, he stopped moving. The fox lifted its bloody muzzle and looked directly at Stoneclaw, giving a low snarl.
Frostpaw took the opportunity to jump on the foxes back, bringing the rest of the group back from their shock. The white tom sunk his class deep into the foxes back, and blood started to gush from the wounds.
Stoneclaw let out a screech, and started to slash at the foxes exposed stomach. With a mighty heave, the fox threw Frostpaw from its head, and he sailed through the air, smashing into the trunk of a nearby tree.
Frostpaw tried to fight the sudden tired feeling that he had, but couldn't. He closed his eyes, and the world went black.
Frostpaws eyes fluttered open. He was lying in a bed made of moss, light streaming through some patches in the medicine cats roof. He let out a moan. His shoulder was hurting immensely, and whenever he moved, a sharp pain shot through his whole body, from head to tail.
The ginger pelt of the medicine cat, Gingerleaf, stood before him. Frostpaw tried to say something, but only a small moan came out. Gingerleaf turned around, her blue eyes open wide. "Frostpaw! I didn't think that you would wake up this soon. How do you feel?"
"My shoulder hurts really bad. And when I move, a pain shoots through my body." the white tom said as he closed his eyes. He felt a sudden rush if uncertainty. "I'm going to be alright, right?" His voice was feeble and small.
Gingerleaf stroked her tail over the young cats flank. "I'll try my best to get you fixed up." She talked like how a queen would soothe a kit to sleep. "Now get some sleep." Frostpaw didn't argue - he closed his eyes, and was asleep almost immediately.
Hi guys. Hope you liked it. I'll do my best not only for my partner, but for all of you as well. Leave some love in those reviews! I get inspired to write when I read them!
Until next time, may Starclan light your path.