Chapter 3

Silverpaw yawned to the sound of soft footsteps. Circling around she got up and yawned and looked out if the cold apprentice den. A dark shape jumped onto a log and silently but quickly sped up and over the log. I didn't know that was there, Silverpaw thought. She shook herself awake and then crept out of the den.

Looking around her she saw Moonfrost on guard duty. Moonfrost was one of the senior warriors and had a gray pelt with some spots of black and had amber eyes. She frowned at the thought of her own purple eyes. People often thought it was horrible to have purple eyes. It was considered ugly and just made another reason for people to resent or pity her. She growled in frustration and turned to the log where the dark shape went.

Silverpaw clawed the ground with her claws as she observed the surroundings. When she ran that might let Moonfrost see the shimmering silver pelt. She would have to time it exactly right. When her back was turned she slowly glided through the shadows and then ran over to the Warriors den where it provided more shadows. She barely made it before Moonfrost turned to look in that direction. Thank Starclan, she thought. She started sliding through the shadows again where she had complete cover to the sheltered log.

Looking up at the log and saw that it was a little slippery, she knew would have to do it anyways though if she wanted to go up. But the moon was shining on almost the whole log. She took a deep breath and started to climb up the log. Her paws started to slip but she quickly let go of her grip and then put her paws back on and sunk her claws back in the soft oak wood.

She was almost all the way up when she felt her paws slipping. She tried to re grip but she felt her hind paws slipping and was falling off of the wood completely. As a final attempt to stay on she shot her front paws forward and caught on the side bark. But it was old and it was softened from the rain and the bark gave way and she hit the ground with a loud thump. Under the shade of the log, she stood absolutely still. Every limb in her body was frozen. Moonfrost's gaze shot over to where Silverpaw fell. With searching eyes she looked closely to where the thump was. Silverpaw, her adrenaline pumping dared not look in her direction, or even make the twitch of her ears. Moonfrost satisfied that nothing was there, relaxed and turned her head. Silverpaw knowing this relaxed. Then Moonfrosts gaze, once again shot over, but she looked in vain, for once again, nothing was there.

Silverpaw now ready to get up and try again, saw the alternative. She could jump of the large rock. Most warriors couldn't even do that. Though people always underestimated Silverpaws strength. Silverpaws hind legs may have been small, but they were powerful. She ran up towards the rock.

Moonfrosts POV

Moonfrost thought she saw something over by the log, but was wrong. She shrugged it aside. After looking twice, she was satisfied knowing nothing was there. But she suddenly felt the urge to look one more time. She forced herself not to look, because she knew that she would just see a log under the moonlight. But the vibe was just too much and she turned over and looked. And the Silverpaw was. The tiny she-cat with know where enough strength to jump over that rock. Even most senior and trained cats couldn't make it. But there was Silverpaw, running and then jumped. Her front paws grabbed hold of the top and she swung herself up on top of the rock. Bewildered, Moonfrost looked away and kept on guarding with a new opinion about the young she-cat. But she decided she would keep it to herself for the time-being.

Silverpaws POV

Having jumped and made up the rock, she started to follow the scent to where the dark shape headed. It was obviously Mistclan scent so she kept on following the scent. Walking through the trees she finally reached a pond, where it was just absolutely beautiful. Then she saw Stonepelt sitting next to Pebbleheart looking lovingly at her. They ran around playing and having Stonepelt chase her. Then they settled down and walked over to the ponds edge.

They sat next to each other, with Pebblehearts head on Stonepelts shoulder. They sat murmuring things to each other. Silverpaw just turned away, and walked back through the trees in silence. Jumped back down off the rock and the walked over to her den. She sat down in her nest and curled in, wondering whether she would ever be able to love someone. Or whether someone would ever love her. She dwelled on that lonely and sad thought as she drifted off into the dark grasps of sleep.

Hey guys, I'm sorry this chapter was a little bit short. But I'm getting kicked off of the computer. But I delayed this chapter too long. But anyways I hope you enjoyed it. Favorite, follow review and make sure to come back for more. I will see you all later. Take care.