Thank you guys for being so patient! I updated my other story- IvypawxTigerheart the Jealousy Begins. So, if you'd like and you're a fan of that story, read it!

Mentor Knows All

Lionblaze padded up to the apprentice den, looking for his new 'apprentice', Heathertail. When he poked his head into the apprentice den, he saw Heathertail wasn't in there. Cherrypaw and Molepaw were still sound asleep.

"It's dawn. Wake up, Molepaw, Cherrypaw," Lionblaze growled at them, and when they sleepily opened their eyes, asked, "Where's Heathertail?"

"I think… she went to Jayfeather's den." Cherrypaw nodded to herself, "Yeah, she had a couple thorns in her nest. They gave her a bloody scratch. And… that one she had on her face."

Scratches in her sleep? That sounds familiar, thought Lionblaze bitterly. She'd better not be training with them. I'll see today in battle practice.

With that ugly thought, Lionblaze turned and headed toward his brother's den. There was Heathertail, lying on her side so Jayfeather could apply some kind of medicine to the gash in Heathertail's stomach.

"You expect me to believe you got this from a thorn," Jayfeather was saying, as always, with sarcasm. Lionblaze noted the gash didn't look like something from a thorn, and dread washed over him.

"I did," Heathertail growled. Neither had noticed Lionblaze sitting there, but as he had the thought, Jayfeather noticed him. Yet his brother just flicked his ears slightly and ignored him. "What are you doing?"

"I'm adding Cobweb, so you don't bleed. Then, Dock, to soothe your wound. A little Marigold, to make sure you don't get an infection, and that's it," Jayfeather stared at Heathertail in exasperation, but kept rubbing the Marigold over her stomach gash.

"Not that!" Heathertail sighed, "Flicking your ears."

"Lionblaze is right there," Jayfeather growled, annoyed. Finally, had being acknowledged, Lionblaze stepped forward and got a good look at Heathertail's wound. It looked slightly infected, but it was nothing Jayfeather couldn't heal.

"Ready for training?" Lionblaze asked Heathertail, obviously staring at her wound.

Heathertail nodded, "Of course! I have to learn those secret ThunderClan moves, right?" Lionblaze laughed, and then she said, "Jayfeather, can I go now?"

He nodded, and she bounded up, wincing slightly. After only a slight hesitation, Lionblaze trotted away, indicating with his tail for Heathertail, to follow him. Heathertail did, walking.

Slowly, they made their way to the training hollow. He pawed the ground impatiently, waiting for Cinderheart to arrive so she and Heathertail could fight. She had agreed the day before, hopefully unaware of his and Heathertail's relationship.

Why- how would she even know anything about it? Lionblaze laughed out loud for even thinking the idea. Impossible.

Cinderheart ran up at that moment, stopping his train of thoughts. She looked cheerful, nothing like the sad Cinderheart who's heart Lionblaze had broken. He felt almost sad about it himself, but then remembered why he had said no. Heathertail.

"Why so happy?" Lionblaze asked, wondering about this new attitude.

"Do you really want to know?" Cinderheart beamed.

"Yes!"

"Okay…" Cinderheart paused and took a breath for suspense. "Mousewhisker asked me to be his mate and I said yes!"

Lionblaze wasn't at all surprised. Even when she had liked Lionblaze, she had been very close to Mousewhisker. They spent almost all of their time together. Yet at the same time, he was mildly surprised. Cinderheart had moved on.

"You see, he and Hollyleaf used to be really close. I used to be best friends with her, and when she… died, we started to actually realize eachother. Then, well, you know…" Cinderheart stopped, blushing madly under her fur. Luckily they couldn't tell.

"That's great!" Heathertail purred, even though she barely even knew Cinderheart. She stole a glance at Lionblaze. He caught the look and smiled.

Lionblaze gazed at Heathertail, yet not lovingly. He did love her, obviously, but was looking at what part of her might seem… ThunderClan.

"Better start training, then." Lionblaze motioned for Cinderheart and Heathertail to stand opposite eachother. Heathertail looked ready, but not in the stance ThunderClan did. She looked more ready to run away then attack.

Heathertail was standing lightly the tips of her paws, her muscles already bent toward the left. It'd be much too easy for an enemy to know which way she was going to turn. Cinderheart, on the other hand, stood almost normally, but obviously ready.

"Don't make it so obvious you're going left, Heathertail," Lionblaze said, and she frowned a little. He sighed and walked up to her left side and bended her more to the right so she stood straight up. Now Lionblaze looked at her from the front, "Good. Stay like that, but look at Cinderheart. She's ready to move, but not a certain way."

Heathertail nodded and adjusted her position a little more to the right. He nodded in a mentor-like way and flicked his tail in a signal to go. Cinderheart lunged forward, swiping a paw under Heathertail. Heathertail, with her lightning-quick WindClan reflexes, dodged and managed to give her opponent a blow to the hind leg.

In the little moments Cinderheart stumbled and was directing another attack, Heathertail was behind her. Swirling around, Cinderheart managed to catch the WindClanner in the stomach. Heathertail cringed, her thin WindClan frame wasn't the best for taking the hard blows.

Lionblaze noticed Heathertail wasn't even trying to mimic any of the moves Cinderheart had used, but kept fighting WindClan-style. To RiverClan and ShadowClan, and even a little WindClan and ThunderClan, she would be an unpleasant surprise.

"Try to fight ThunderClan, remember what you've seen ThunderClan use. Don't lean on your speed, try to get a little more strength in there too. Then you'll be the both of best worlds," Lionblaze grinned at Heathertail, who smiled back.

"Sure," she said, "But I don't know that many ThunderClan moves."

The fight started again, flip-flopping from Cinderheart pummeling Heathertail to Heathertail tricking Cinderheart with her speed- but a little less than before, Lionblaze saw with pride, because she was taking his advice. He thought of Dovewing, his last apprentice, who he had asked to train with Heathertail first but she was too busy with Ivyleaf.

Slowly the two she-cats were left panting, Cinderheart with her foot striking out towards Heathertail in a futile effort to stop her once for all. Heathertail, luckily being trained to run for a long time, barely dodged it. The leg barely hit her nose.

Lionblaze nodded to both of them, "Good job, Heathertail. You too, Cinderheart, though I can't really say that since I'm not your mentor."

"I'll still take it," panted Cinderheart. "Nice job, WindCl- Heathertail."

(Heathertail)

Heathertail didn't take offense from Cinderheart's words, "Thanks. Good match…" She breathed, still panting just a little.

Just then, Mousewhisker rushed into the training clearing (?). He skidded to a stop next to Cinderheart, his teeth bared. "WindClan's at camp. Onestar is talking with Bramblestar now."

Stifling a mew of shock and nervousness, Heathertail looked to Lionblaze, then to Mousewhisker, "Why is Onestar there? Is he there with anyone else?"

"Says a WindClan cat was murdered, I don't know when, in their own territory. Then another ran away. They caught ThunderClan scent at the scene."

Now Heathertail's eyes grew even wider. ThunderClan scent?

Oh no, she thought, Lionblaze.

Okay! There it is! Hope you liked it, please review! And just remember, Heathertail took Breezepelt to the place she and Lionblaze were meeting, so he wasn't actually there during or after the murder.