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Sootpaw stepped into Fourtrees, having sneaked out after tedious work cleaning out the elders' den. Being an apprentice had its perks, but BOY was it boring. He couldn't wait for his training tomorrow. He looked around Fourtrees and pictured himself sitting on that large rock, leading his Clan. He laughed and shook his pelt, knowing he still had a long way to go. Just then, a rustling noise caught his attention. Maybe prey, or another cat? He approached it carefully ears flat against his head.

Silverpaw, on her side, was soon to become a warrior after months without a mentor. Because of not having a real guidance, the she-cat grew up as aggressive and antisocial, always grumping around because of every little thing that could annoy her. She couldn't stand being on Riverclan any longer... it was so boring! The only cats she respected was her mother because she shared some of her attitudes but apart from her, everyone was stupid, lazy or too soft. That's why she needed some time out of the territory. Stepping into the clearing, her eyes narrowed with annoyance. Why that stupid tom had to be there when she wanted to be alone? However, she wasn't going at all. She had the right of being here just like him. "Hey you, frog face! Aren't you too young for being here? Or maybe you're just stupid. But it shouldn't be a surprise, I cannot expect too much from Shadowclan apprentices." She said with sarcasm, hoping that weak tom would leave her alone to enjoy her freedom.

Sootpaw hissed at the newcomer, fluffing out his fur. "You're one to talk!" He sniffed the air. "RiverClan, huh? So you're just a fish with fur." He wasn't used to this whole insult thing, so he hoped his comeback was adequate.

The firey she-cat hissed with anger as she stepped closer, puffing up her chest so she would look bigger and more intimidating. After all, she was way older than him so that gave her more experience. Unsheathing her claws and digging them into the ground, she pushed him with a strong move of her head. "Just a fish? Ha! I'm more than that and I can assure that I am more than you, little frog. Why don't you go back to the dirty marshes you came from? I'm sure the toads must missing you, shadowclanner." She spatted lashing her tail up with pride. His insults would never get through her... because she knew how to return them in a way even meaner.

Sootpaw spat in anger, knowing that this RiverClan cat had a much sharper tounge than him. Instead, he jumped at her with unsheathed claws, yowling, though he subconsiously knew this cat had much more experience than him. He hadn't even started his training, for StarClan's sake.

The silvery she-cat expected something like that from the tom after all how much she provoked him. With a mischievous grin, he let the tom jump over her and fell down on purpose with her back on the ground. Taking the chance, she leaned fastly her body up and hit him with strong hind legs, pushing the tom away from her. Without losing any second, she jumped on his back and pinned him down with her claws over his legs and her jaws on his scruff. "Aww, the little frog is trying to prove himself. How foolish. Do you really think you have a chance against me, stupid kit? Don't make me laugh. You're less than nothing with your dumb insults and you are a mess fighting. How Magpiestar even made you an apprentice. You're truly a disgrace to your clan." She spatted on his ears so the tom would her clearly each insult she said to him.

Sootpaw whimpered, not enough air in his lungs for him to speak. It had all been knocked out when he was thrown to the ground. He rolled over onto his back with some effort, showing that he surrendered. The cats who teased him in ShadowClan were nowhere near as strong or quick-witted as this silver RiverClanner. Her skill along with her cruel jeers were a heavy blow to both Sootpaw and his confidence.

Seeing how the tom showed her that submissive attitude caused on her a satisfaction feeling running through her veins. Giving him a last warning hiss showing her teeth, Silverpaw jumped back with her tail held up proudly. She licked her right paw, delightful that she had taught the tom a lesson about that he shouldn't mess up with her or her clan. After all, Riverclan would always be stronger and better than any clan in the forest. Giving him a deadly glance, she smirked with her tongue cleaning up the fur of her paw. "Is good that a miserable and insignificant frog understand his place in this world. You're nothing more than those disgusting toads you ate each day. I really thought Shadowclan cats couldn't be any lamer but now that I met you I can see that stupidity has no limits. Why don't you crawl back to your camp, like the pathetic kit you are? You don't deserve being called an apprentice, shadowclanner." Hopefully, the black and white apprentice would leave her alone with those words. If he didn't... then he would have to face worse consequences and this time, Silverpaw won't have any mercy toward him.

Sootpaw tried to hold himself together and walk out proudly like he was fine. Shaking with a mixture of fear and rage, the furry black and white tom walked slowly away from the silver apprentice. Then he turned his head to look at her. There was a sort of malice in her eyes, a sort of dare. Then Sootpaw snapped. Hissing and spitting, he turned back towards Silverpaw. He took a running leap towards her, but overdid it and hit a tree. Now, utterly humiliated and defeated, he turned and slinked in the direction of his camp.

The she-cat saw what he was planning to do when he turned back. However, she didn't have to prepare a tactic to defend herself because the apprentice failed miserably to even touch a hair of her fur. Seeing how the dark and white furred cat hit the tree so miserably, she couldn't help a loud laughing. "Oh, for Starclan! Ha ha ha! That was hilarious! A really funny attempt of leaping for a little frog like you! I can't stop laughing, that was just so pathetic even for you!" She laughed funny as the tom left the clearing to return to his camp. After all, her trip to the Fourtrees was funnier than she expected it would be so she felt satisfied. When the Shadowclan apprentice disappeared of her sight, Silverpaw finished cleaning her paws and then returned to her camp as well, more proud of the strong clan that trained her the way she was now.