For the apprentices!

Streampaw padded out of the apprentice's den, it was her first night there and she had a nice nest beside Minnowpaw.The sun was about to riseup from the trees on the horizon.She sat down waiting for Silvercloud to wake and take her to show around the territory.I can't wait.She thought.

"Hey, Streampaw," Mistypaw whispered. "How was your first night as an apprentice?"

Great, I cant wait to explore the territor.She mewed licking her paw.

Mistypaw nodded. "I think I'm going on a patrol with Stormclaw today."

Swiftpaw raced towards the two apprentices. "Sup guys," he mewed. "Whatcha two ladies chatting about?" He sat down, and even though he was younger than both of them, he was a tiny bit bigger than his sister (sticks tongue out). His ears twitched. "I'm so glad I'm finally an apprentice," he said. "My mentor's really nice. How're your guys' mentors? Are they nice or mean or what?"

A light silver tabby apprentice emerged from the apprentice den with a long stretch. Three cats were gathered in a corner of camp and Minnowpaw padded over to join them. "Morning." He greeted and sat down.

Mistypaw dipped her head towards Minnowpaw. "Hey, Minnowpaw." To answer Swiftpaw's question she added, "Stormclaw's a great mentor! He's really nice."

Mine's amazing.I purred.And Welcome Minnowpaw.She mewed lowering her head to pick off a peice of moss.

Swiftpaw nodded, content with his denmates' answers, then spotted Minnowpaw heading towards them from the corner of his eye. "Sup Minnowpaw," he said. "I'm bored," he complained, before his belly rumbled loudly. He scratched the back of his neck sheepishly. "Sorry," he apologized. "I guess I'm hungry, too. It's getting hard to catch fish."

Awakened by the murmur of his denmates, Ashpaw got up and stretched until his back popped softly. Padding out without a word, he sat in the growing sunlight and groomed bracken out of his speckled fur. When the topic of mentors popped up, he folded one of his ears away from the conversation and said not a word.

I agree Swiftpaw.Streamkit mewed licking from the puddle behind her.She looked at the rising sun.We shpuld go on a hunting patrol to suprisethe warriors! She squealed turning back around.

"Are you sure we're allowed?" asked Mistypaw nervously. "Maybe we should ask someone else if we're allowed."

"I think we should go hunting, it would surprise the whole camp that we organised a hunting patrol ourselves!" Minnowpaw agreed. "Who needs permission to help the camp anyway"

Swiftpaw was still uncertain. "I don't know guys," he muttered nervously. "I really don't wanna get caught and get into trouble and have to clean the elders of their ticks for a MOON!" He shuffled his forepaws. "But I'd really like to go out and stretch my legs AND do something good for the clan."

She nodded.Minnowpaws right, who needs permission to help the clan? She stalked out of camp.Follow.She said slowly sliding out of camp.She sniffed the air, the river smelled fishy.This way she lead to the river.Minnowpaw, would you like to show us how to swim? Streamkit asked waving her tail lowly and sniffed the running river.