I've figured out a pattern. If the chapter is short, another gets posted at the same time. If the chapter is long, it gets posted alone. I'm going to post 1 and 2 in the same chapter so that the numbers will line up.

CHAPTER 1

Cherrynose woke to find Mousewhisker's gray fur in her face. She rolled over and almost poked her eye on a twig.

The storm had caused a lot of damage. With a sigh, Cherrynose left the warriors' den with the trouble of avoiding the branch.

Amberpaw was the only one out there. "Hi, Cherrynose." she mewed brightly. "That was some storm, huh?"

Cherrynose shuddered. "Oh, yes. Maybe we should clear out these branches."

Amberpaw stood up. "I'll do anything, even if it's checking Purdy for ticks!"

Cherrynose purred with amusement. "Let's start with this one." She gripped the branch that had fallen just below the highledge.

Amberpaw dashed over to help.

"Thih ih hea-ey!" Amberpaw grunted.

Cherrynose knew that Amberpaw was trying to say that the branch was heavy. She lifted a paw to try and keep it steady.

Amberpaw panted hard. Cherrynose tensed and tightened her grip. The two of them lumbered out of the camp.

Cherrynose set down the branch and began breaking off twigs. "To repair the warriors' den," Cherrynose explained before Amberpaw could ask why.

They carried the twigs back and set them down. Then Cherrynose went to grab the branch that would have killed Snowpaw if it had not been for her brother's bravery.

Amberpaw grabbed the other end. This one was slightly lighter than the other one, but it had many more twigs. They managed to get it out, and they set it next to the other one.

Once they had as many twigs as they could carry, they went back. Bramblestar and Squirrelflight were sharing tongues below the highledge, both purring loudly.

"We should have had kits," Squirrelflight murmured.

Bramblestar purred. "Maybe one day we will." he looked up. "Oh, thanks, Amberpaw, Cherrynose." He got up. "Molewhisker can walk again," he explained. "So you are Amberpaw's mentor again."

Amberpaw seemed to purr louder than Cherrynose.

"Don't let Dovewing hear you." Cherrynose hissed softly.

Amberpaw stopped purring.

"Will you get the branch in front of Jayfeather's den next? It's blocking the entrance." Squirrelflight explained.

"Sure."

Amberpaw was already there, trying to lift it herself.

"Wait!" Cherrynose giggled. Once she had caught up, she spoke again, teasingly. "Did you really think you could lift that on your own?"

"Yes."

"No." Cherrynose snickered. "Even I couldn't."

Amberpaw sighed. "Fine,"

This branch was the heaviest so far. It took them until sunhigh to get it out of the camp, and by then they were very hungry, but refused to eat until they'd cleared the branch by the elders' den.

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Helping out the clan. That's nice of you, Amberpaw and Cherrynose. Maybe someone should review as a reward. Anyway, here's chapter 2.

CHAPTER 2

Molewhisker nodded. "I'll take you hunting, Snowpaw. What else can we do, really? Cherrynose and Amberpaw cleared out every branch except for the one that fell through the warriors' den."

"We could get that one," Snowpaw suggested.

"No way could we do that." Molewhisker shuddered.

Ivypool approached. "Ready?"

Molewhisker nodded. He had earlier asked Ivypool to continue to help him with Snowpaw's training.

Snowpaw raced ahead. Ivypool and Molewhisker strained to keep up.

"He's one fast apprentice," Ivypool murmured.

Molewhisker sighed. He used to be one of the fastest runners in the clan, but then his legs had grown stocky, while Cherrynose's got longer, and she became ThunderClan's all time fastest runner.

"Snowpaw caught a squirrel!" Ivypool called.

"So that's why he ran ahead," Molewhisker muttered.

"You two almost scared it away," Snowpaw puffed.

"You could have told us you were stalking it," Molewhisker put in.

"I didn't have time!"

Molewhisker rolled his eyes, then went in search of prey.

He tasted the air. The was something near the lake. He moved cautiously toward it.

It was a frog.

Ick! A frog? Never mind!

He padded away, disgusted.

Another movement caught his eye.

Molewhisker crouched, keeping his eye on the starling. As he sprang up to catch it, it squawked in alarm and flew. Molewhisker gripped the branch and flung after it. He caught it, then dropped to the ground.

That was a very messy catch.

He buried the starling at the roots of the tree.

He didn't catch anything else. Ivypool had only caught a water shrew, and Snowpaw had only caught a mouse in addition to the squirrel.

Molewhisker led them back to the camp, the starling dangling from his jaws.

"All we could find." he told Squirrelflight.

The queens had brought the kits out. The eight kits in ThunderClan dashed over.

Furzekit tried to take the mouse from Snowpaw.

"Hey, be patient!" Snowpaw huffed.

"Furzekit! You don't take prey that hasn't been placed on the fresh-kill pile yet!" Hazeltail scolded.

"Sorry," Furzekit muttered, shaking out his gray-and-white fur.

Snowpaw dropped the mouse. "Here, take it. But share it with the other kits; prey is scarce."

Furzekit dragged the mouse away.

Molewhisker gazed down at his legs, staring at the scars. He hoped they would fade out soon, like Jayfeather had promised.

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Well, at least he can hunt and train Snowpaw now. Maybe if you review Molewhisker's scars will heal.