The question caught me by surprise, but they looked like they needed an answer immediately. "Yes, I'll join you." I replied.
"Then follow us back to camp, but be careful, we have a possibly dangerous prisoner with us." Bluestar told me.
I followed Bluestar and Firepaw to the Thunderclan camp. I decided as long as I'm a part of their clan, I may as well be friendly. So I talked to Firepaw.
"What's it like being a Thunderclan apprentice?" I asked him.
"It's the best thing in the world, there's nothing better than being in Thunderclan. I'm like you, you know, I'm not clanborn. But I couldn't be more loyal to Thunderclan. I'm 8 moons old, how about you?" Firepaw asked.
I couldn't answer that, but I noticed I was about the same height as Firepaw, so I said; "I'm 7 moons old."
"So you'll be an apprentice, like me and some others." He said.
"Are there other apprentices and warriors?" I asked.
"A ton, I'll name a few if you like." He told me. I nodded and he continued. "There's Graypaw and Ravenpaw; my friends. Then there's Dustpaw and Sandpaw; the other two apprentices. Some of the warriors are Whitestorm, Longtail, Darkstripe, and Tigerclaw." I noticed he spat out the names Darkstripe and Tigerclaw. "The queens, the ones nursing or expecting kits, are Brindleface, Frostfur, Goldenflower, and Speckletail. Then there are the elders, Smallear, Halftail, Patchpelt, One-eye, and Dappletail. The medicine cat is Spottedleaf." He said Spottedleaf with a hint of love in his voice.
"We're here." Bluestar said. I couldn't see anything that looked like a camp, but then I noticed a tunnel in some grass and thorns. Bluestar lead us in.
Once we got inside, every cat stared at us, specifically me. Bluestar leaped up onto a rock.
"Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather beneath the Highrock for a clan meeting!" Bluestar yowled. A ton of cats came out from tunnels in some rocks and the ground.
"While Firepaw and I were out training, we found a loner inside our territory. I have decided to take him in as an apprentice." She continued.
"Another non-clan cat!" Shouted a striped warrior.
"Yes Darkstripe, another non-clan cat. We need warriors." Bluestar told the cat named Darkstripe. "Tiger, please step forward."
I hesitantly stepped towards Bluestar.
"Tiger, from this day forward until you receive your warrior name, you'll be known as Tigerpaw. Mousefur, you're a loyal warrior, you'll be mentor to Tigerpaw." Bluestar finished.
A dusky brown cat walked towards me, I assume its Mousefur. We touched noses and she led me towards the side of the clearing towards a tabby she-cat who looked as if she were expecting kits.
"This is Brindleface, one of our queens. She's expecting our former deputy's kits." Mousefur told me.
"What happened to him?" I asked.
"He was killed in a battle with Riverclan. His name was Redtail, he was a great deputy and friend, and too young to die. Lionheart took his place." Mousefur told me.
I was shocked to hear about the deputy's death. I didn't know him, but I still felt a ton of grief. I walked over to Firepaw and the other apprentices.
"Hey Firepaw, you didn't tell me about Redtail. Was he a friend of yours?"
"I didn't know him; he died the day I arrived here. But Graypaw, Ravenpaw, and I have some suspicions that Redtail wasn't killed by Oakheart. Ravenpaw says he was killed by Tigerclaw, Ravenpaw's mentor." Firepaw told me.
I was shocked to hear Firepaw's accusation. I looked around and saw a big dark tabby warrior. I looked at his claws and they were HUGE. I suspected that was Tigerclaw. I saw him glaring at a golden tabby. That must be Lionheart. Lionheart was the deputy, I remembered. Was Tigerclaw planning on murdering him too?