I DO NOT OWN WARRIORS! Author's Note: I'm sorry I havn't posted any new chapters recently, I've been obsessed with my Ipod (really fun), and I will try to post one chapter on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. Thank you for patiently waiting for the new chapter! This is an AU
"Skyclan cats are talented in jumping skills, and we use them to our advantage to catch prey. You may not have these jumping skills since you don't have Skyclan blood, but there are other prey that you don't need skills like that for," announced Gorsefoot. Since when did he know where I came from? For all Featherpaw knew, she could have come from Shadowclan!
"But, just in case, lets check your jump," said Gorsefoot. Featherpaw knew that Gorsefoot was just doing this so he would have something else to not like her.
But, Featherpaw did anyway. What choice did she have?
"Well, you don't have Skyclan Skills. Perhaps we should stick to ground prey for now, like voles and mice," ordered Gorsefoot.
"Okay," Featherpaw replied, even though she was frustrated with Gorsefoot.
"How did hunting go?" asked Fallowpaw.
"Gorsefoot tested me to see if I had Skyclan blood," Featherpaw growled.
"That's the first thing Fernshade did with me," Fallowpaw muttered.
"Aw, the little sissies complaining about their day with each other," sneered Harepaw.
"No one wants to be around you. Just go away," Featherpaw hissed.
"Featherpaw, can I talk to you for a minute," asked Mintfur.
"Sure," Featherpaw answered.
As Featherpaw walked away, she saw Harepaw still staring at her angry that she had gotten away from his insults. Mintfur was probably going to tell her something about herbs, who knows what goes through a medicine cat's mind. Though, now that Featherpaw started thinking about what Mintfur was going to say, it did make her curious.
constructive criticism is advised. (The spellcheck said that I spelled "prey" wrong. LOL!)