TheBobwireCats

    Deathpaw, Swiftpaw, and Tigerpaw padded onto the island. Cats were crowded all over, meowing to each other about what had happened in the last moon. Deathpaw looked around excitedly. He had never come to a Gathering before. He followed Swiftpaw into a group of ThunderClan cats and sat down.    Tigerpaw padded away from them and walked towards the RiverClan cats who were just arriving. She greeted her friend Wildpaw; a cream-furred calico she-cat with bright green eyes. They walked over near the other RiverClaners to sit down, but Tigerpaw stopped.    "No, lets go sit by ThunderClan this time!" Wildpaw nodded, and the two she-cats raced

    "Hey! Stay in you're own space!" hissed Deathpaw, and he stretched out a paw to push him away. The leaf flew into Deathpaw's paw.  "...What?" meowed Deathpaw, surprized. "But it didnt work before..." Horrorpaw stepped away from Deathpaw. He paused for a moment to think.    "Try again." he meowed. Deathpaw held out a paw. Nothing happened. Horrorpaw stepped up close to him again, brushing his side against Deathpaw's fur. Deathpaw hissed in annoyance.    "Now try it." meowed Horrorpaw. Deathpaw stretched his paw out towards the leaf and it came to him.  "Why does it work now?" he meowed. Horrorpaw backed away from Deathpaw's side.    

     A few days later, Thornclaw took Deathpaw out on a one on one hunting lesson. The two cats travelled deep into ThunderClan territory, Deathpaw could hear the little scuffles and chirps from the prey. They both stayed completely silent.     "See that mouse over there..." whispered Thornclaw, his tail pointing towards it, "watch my technique as I go for it. You have to keep your crouch down as low as you can and keep your ears and tail flat. Try not to step on any twigs or leaves that will make noise and scare the prey away. "     Deathpaw watched the tabby warrior creep forward, his eyes locked on the unsuspecting mouse. He moved a fox-

    They padded through the camp entrance, into the forest. It was much more sheltered her then where Deathpaw had used to live. There were far more trees, bushes and undergrowth then in the country. And thank StarClan, no twolegs. Thornclaw pointed out borders and landmarks as they walked. Swiftpaw padded up next to Deathpaw.     "Hey Deathpaw!" he mewed. "Isn't our territory awesome?"      Deathpaw just kept walking forward staring at his paws. He gave no response.     "Deathpaw?" Swiftpaw waved his tail in front of the russet-furred apprentice. Deathpaw blinked and shook his head,      "What? Oh, yeah its pretty cool"       "You okay?

    "I'm Deathkit." the tabby kit mewed, pawing at the ground.     "Well then Deathkit," Bramblestar stood. "I believe it's time for you to become an apprentice of ThunderClan. "He is about 6 moons old, yes?" he asked Jayfeather. The grey cat nodded. Bramblestar headed outside and beckoned for Deathkit to follow. He padded out onto the highledge. [A cliff that looks over the whole camp] Bramblestar meowed loudly,       "Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey join here beneath highledge for a clan meeting!"  Cats from all over the clan padded forward and sat under the cliff. Bramblestar stepped out onto the ledge near the leader's d