I DO NOT OWN WARRIORS! Author's note: Hello, sorry I couldn't post anything till today, I had a lot of homework, 6th grade's homework load is a lot. Anyway, I'm going to make things a bit clearer. THIS IS AN ALTERNATE UNIVERSE! This means that this doesn't happen, but it's something made up for fun. Also, I probably need to describe what my characters look like. Featherpaw looks grayish-silverish with a white belly and has amber eyes. Fallowpaw is white, but has light brown and black patches and has green eyes. Also, I don't know what Skyclan's territory, so don't flame against me and say stuff like "that tree is supposed to be there" because I already know I'm wrong. I will try to get the other clan's territories right, though. I will try to post 3-4 chapters a week, and if this pace Isn't quick enough for you, try my sister's Danny Phantom. She updates daily most of the time. This is an AU (alternate universe)
"Alright, this is the Thunderclan's border," said Gorsefoot?
"Why do Thunderclan cats smell different from us?" asked Featherpaw.
"They eat different prey and sleep in the forest, and I don't really care, as long as they don't crosss the border," replied Gorsefoot. She could tell Gorsefoot was trying to be nice. If she could only prove that she wasn't a burden to the clan...
"How much farther do we have to walk?" questioned Featherpaw.
"Not far now, I just wanted to show you the great tree," answered Gorsefoot. As they came up to the great tree, Featherpaw stared at in amazement. Thunderclan can have all the trees they want, this tree was the ultimate tree.
As they headed back to camp, Featherpaw spotted a vole. She wondered if she could catch it. It wasn't near it's nest, and she had seen other apprentices practicing the hunter's crouch in camp, maybe if she could catch the vole, she could impress Gorsefoot. As she crept up to the vole, the vole sniffed the air and ran off.
"Mouse dung!" she said, and then ran off after it. The vole was no match to her speed, and she easily caught it. As Gorsefoot caught up to her, he stared in amazement. "That vole was a good distance away, you'll have something to brag about to your clanmates," Gorsefoot stamered. She had finally proved to him that she was not a burden! She hoped that Fallowpaw had proved to Fernshade that, too.
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