Here's Chapter Ten. Odd.

Cinderstar:What's odd.

Snowstar: The fact we got 10 Chapters in 8 or 9 days isn't odd.

Cinderstar: For some people it is!

Snowstar: Want to know what I just realized...*evil grin

Cinderstar: What?

Snowstar: *writing* the author said, "here's chapter 10. odd." "What's odd?" asked cinderstar.

Snowstar replied, "The fact that we got 10 chap. In 8 or 9 days is not odd!" Cinderstar shot back, "for some people it is!" Then Snowstar got an evil grin on her face.

"Want to know what I just realized..." she trailed off.

"What?" Cinderstar demanded. She took the pencil and paper Snowstar was holding, and started Chapter 10 of the Fanfic by writing: We don't own Warriors.
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Hoppaw's POV

"What? Your saying...but then they could be doing the same thing to Riverclan!" Yellowstar growled.

Hoppaw nodded. "I could be wrong but that's the most sensible plan they could use. And Windclan is pretty smart."

"Okay then. Thank you, Hoppaw and Amberpaw, for telling me of what you think Windclan could be planning. I believe you." Yellowstar paused. "But if your wrong, then I don't know what else Windclan could do."

Amberpaw frowned, remembering what Firepaw had told her, Jumppaw, and Lightfur about Raventooth's conversation with Gorgepaw. Why does he need us fit so he can complete his deal with Windclan? She wondered. But it didn't really matter, because all six of them were fit, and he didn't do anything, right? Oh well.

"Now, Amberpaw, go help Grasslace sort herbs. She could use some help with Gorgepaw out right now. And Hoppaw, if Fuzzypaw still needs help, go and help him with the Warriors' den. After that, you two can do whatever since it's going to be sunset soon. But Hoppaw, your going on the dawn patrol tomorrow, and Amberpaw on the sun high. Okay?" Yellowstar ordered.

Both apprentices nodded and ran out. Hoppaw padded into the warrior's den to see Fuzzypaw about to leave. "Are you done?" Hoppaw asked, surprised.

"Yep. You need me for something?"

"No, just going to help. Not now though." the tabby replied. He walked out of camp, thinking, What a nice day- no, almost night, to hunt.

Soon he had caught a sparrow and was stalking a mouse when he saw a tortoiseshell pelt flash in the growing darkness. Then he heard a shout. "Hoppaw! Where are you?" It was Brighttail.

"Mom!" he excliamed, scaring the mouse away. "I'm over here!"

Brighttail noticed him and came over. "Why are you hunting out now?" Hoppaw explained,"I haven't been hunting or out of camp all day. I wanted to stretch my legs. Why are you out here?"

"Looking for you," Brighttail simply replied. "Want to hunt together?"

"Sure!" The two cats, mother and son, treked off until they were by the Great Scyamore. "What do you scent?" Brighttail asked.

Hoppaw sniffed and smelled vole. He told his mother that, and added, "I also smell squirrel."

"Good job, though I also smell a mouse. You go after the squirrel and the mouse and I'll get the vole." his mother meowed. Hoppaw nodded and stalked the squirrel until he got closer, when he let out a burst of speed and tackled the squirrel. It squeaked and fell over, dead. "Yes!" Hoppaw hissed.

He then turned to a quivering clump of ferns, which he pounced on. An few moments later he had also caught the mouse.

Brighttail padded to him. "Wow, you caught both!" she praised.

"Yep, and I see your vole." Hoppaw replied.

Later that night, Brighttail also had another mouse and had missed a blackbird. "Oh well." his mother shrugged it off. "It's green-leaf, so there is a lot of prey."

When they returned to camp Raventooth walked up to them. "Where have you been?" he demanded, and Hoppaw slinked away to put his mouse and squirrel on the fresh-kill pile. Hopefully Raventooth would only ask Brighttail, because Hoppaw was getting tired and it was right after sunset. "Good night," he whispered to himself. "And hope Raventooth is still loyal to Thunderclan."

A/N: Um, never mind about it being right after sunset, it was about 9:30 and Hoppaw was tired from hunting. But since they don't know time... Anyway, time for Jumppaw's POV? I'm going to show again the order of POV's(so you don't have to refer to Chapter Two like me), starting with Jumppaw: Jumppaw, Amberpaw, Lilypaw, Firepaw, Gracepaw, and Hoppaw. And sometimes changing it around. There!

Jumppaw's POV

A quarter-moon later, it was half-moon. Jumppaw was sad because Gorgepaw was leaving.

That morning, Everyone was talking to Gorgepaw, and Laurelclaw kept sobbing since her kit was joining another clan.

But there was pride in Grasslace's eyes for teaching him so much. Pride in Yellowstar's since Gorgepaw was helping another clan. Heatherfang's eyes because Gorgepaw's name was going into history.

Sadness in Laurelclaw's, Robinpaw's, and Thornpaw's eyes. Sadness in Fuzzypaw's eye. But right after Yellowstar talked to Gorgepaw, Yellowstar jumped onto the High Ledge. "All cats old enough to catch their own prey come to the High Ledge for a clan meeting!"

Jumppaw thought this was to say bye to Gorgepaw, but instead Yellowstar called up Fuzzypaw, Thornpaw, and Robinpaw. And their mentors- Mudwing, Slowwing, and Raventooth.

"Have your apprentices learned everything there is to be a warrior?"

Mudwing nodded. "Thornpaw has." Slowwing said :the same for Fuzzypaw", and Raventooth mewed, "Yes, Robinpaw has."

"Then I make them warriors in return. Fuzzypaw, step forward." Fuzzypaw obeyed.

"You have had great loss, with Gorgepaw about to leave, Eggtail's death, and your eye. But you still show how brave and strong you are. Do you promise to defend your clan with your life?"

"I do." Fuzzypaw stated clearly as he gazed at Gorgepaw. Hoppaw realized that Gorgepaw had really asked Yellowstar to do this before he left!

"The I now name you as Fuzzyfoot, and we welcome you as a full warrior of Thunderclan. Robinpaw, you now step forward."

Robinpaw became Robinfoot, and Thornpaw became Thornfoot. The clan cheered out, "Fuzzyfoot! Robinfoot! Thornfoot! Fuzzyfoot! Robinfoot! Thornfoot!" a few times, Gorgepaw screaming the loudest, and the apprentice shoved his way to the front to greet his younger siblings. "Great job!" Hoppaw heard Gorgepaw exclaim.

"Did you ask Yellowstar to make us warriors today?" asked Robinfoot, and Gorgepaw nodded. "I had to see you guys become warriors, even if your supposed to wait another moon."

"Thanks Gorgepaw!" Thornfoot yelled above the cheering. "Your the best!"
"I know," Gorgepaw whispered, and Jumppaw realized that he was the only cat to hear what Gorgepaw had just said.

"Hey," he said to Gorgepaw. The apprentice looked up, his face with tears streaking down it.

"That was a really good idea, Gorgepaw. And we will see you at Gatherings, and I'm sure that with Riverclan getting closer to us, that we will see you more often." Jumppaw told him.

"You really think so?" asked Gorgepaw, and there was a small hint, a small trace, the tiniest ghost of a smile. "Thanks Jumppaw. I can't wait to see you get your warrior name. Friends forever?"

"Friends forever," Jumppaw smiled as he repeated what the older apprentice had just said. "I'll expect all of Riverclan's gossip and plans!" Jumppaw joked. "Okay? Try to have fun there, your going to be the savior of their clan!"

Gorgepaw and Jumppaw both laughed together at that, laughing one last time, but when Gorgepaw looked up something flashed in his eyes; But Jumppaw had no idea what it was. Pity? Hate?

Jumppaw, confused, stood aside so that Laurelclaw and the rest of the clan good greet Thunderclan's newest warrior, and say bye to their oldest apprentice.

Later that night

Jumppaw woke up to a small sound in a couple nests over. Amberpaw! Her recognized. What was she doing? Peering outside he heard voices-"...and don't act so scared when you meed Riverclan, Gorgepaw. Okay?" it was Yellowstar, talking to Gorgepaw and Grasslace. They must be going to the Moonpool, h thought. But why was Amberpaw watching them like that?

Out of the corner of his eye he saw Yellowstar pad to his den, and the medicine cats leaving. Amberpaw slowly crept forward like she was stalking a mouse. Is she going to follow Grasslace and Gorgepaw to the Moonpool?he wondered. What a mouse brained idea- wait... she wants to say bye to Gorgepaw again, or see the Moonpool for herself...?

Shifting over back into his nest, Jumppaw started snoring again. It didn't matter, because Amberpaw would never listen to him anyway if he told her what to do. Not to go. And Amberpaw wasn't breaking any rules.

Jumppaw went back to sleep.