I'm putting in another chapter two days early, because now I'm back to writing. Please I'm asking you to not talk about the puntuation because some of it I just can't correct and some of it I can, and if I can I will. But I don't have time to fix every detail, it takes too much time. After you've read it please tell me any questions or suggestions or cats you'd like to see more of, if you see anything between any cats and so on. Thanks!

Chapter 2

Bumblepaw blinked open his eyes, from a terribly fearful nights sleep. Two rival warriors had spent the night in Riverclan. Sure they had rescued Sorrelkit from the river but it could all just be part of Thunderclan’s plan. He stared at them in the warriors den as they opened their eyes and started out of the den.

“What are you so tense about?” Mistypaw growled blinking her blue eyes.

“Those Riverclan cats, who do they think they are barging in here?”

“They saved Sorrelkit remember and Mallowstar just wants to repay them, get a grip will you Bumblepaw, he’s not asking them to join the clan.”

“Whatever,” he growled stepping out of the den and walking over to the fresh-kill pile.

He picked up a vole and began eating it.

“Hi there, what’s your name I’m Brightswipe.”

He whirled around and glared at the Thunderclan cat, “Why do you care!” he growled.

“Well I…”

“Just leave me and Riverclan alone!” he growled running away to the camp entrance.

“Hey Bumblepaw what’s your problem?” Swooppaw asked sitting down beside him with his shrew.

“Those Thunderclan cats.”

“Yeah, I don’t trust them either.”

Swooppaw took a bite out of his shrew.

“I’m going to go talk to Mallowstar,” he meowed as he finished his vole and padded the leaders den.

“Mallowstar?” he called into the den.

“Yes Bumblepaw, come in.”

He stepped into the den seeing Mallowstar resting.

“Um… Mallowstar how long are those Thunderclan cats staying?”

“I’ll ask them right now,” he meowed and left the den.

Mallowstar has to ask visitors, that he let stay here, when they want to leave?

Bumblepaw turned around and followed his leader over to the Thunderclan cats.

“We are ready to leave Mallowstar, our clan is probably worried about us,” Seedwhisker meowed.

“Yes we’ll have some warriors escort you to the river. Lemonsquirt, Cindercloud, Raggedpelt, I need you to escort the Thunderclan cats to the river,” Mallowstar meowed.

The cats lined up and took the Thunderclan cats out of camp.

“Great my mentor has to cut back on my training to watch Thunderclan,” Swooppaw growled to Bumblepaw.

“There will be plenty of time for your training Swooppaw!” Mallowstar snapped.

Swooppaw nodded and walked away.

“Alright I want Reedtip, Bumblepaw, Whisperwing, Mistypaw, and Aloespark on the border patrol,” Mallowstar announced and padded into his den.

“Hey Bumblepaw,” Frostpaw purred.

“Hey Frostpaw.”

“Wow, that was so weird having those Thunderclan cats here!”

“More like annoying!”

“What you didn’t like them here?”

“You did?”

“Well… I wouldn’t say liked them here.”

He turned away from Frostpaw and ran through the camp entrance.

“Wait Bumblepaw! Wait for me!” Frostpaw called after him.

He ran from her dodging under bushes and trees, right now he just wanted to be alone and be glad those cats were gone! Bumblepaw laid down under a bush sighing heavily.

“Lost her!”

“No you didn’t!” Frostpaw purred putting her tail on his shoulder.

“What do you want?”

“You to not run away from me like that!”

“Fine I won’t!”

“Good.”

“You can leave now!”

She frowned at him.

“Fine I’ll go!” he meowed as he ran back to camp.

When he came in the patrol was ready to go.

“You coming Bumblepaw?” his mentor Reedtip called.

“Yeah!” he meowed running up to him.

They set out patrolling the Windclan border, noticing places where the border had been crossed here and there.
Aloespark renewed the scent marker only to be jumped on by a cat.

“Help!” she yowled as it clawed her belly.

More cats flooded out, Windclan cats.

“If it isn’t our good pals Riverclan,” Swipefoot the Windclan deputy, meowed.

Before Bumblepaw could speak, a cat rammed into his side knocking him over. He looked up and saw Tanpaw.

“Take this Riverclan!” he growled swiping at Bumblepaw’s face.

“Yeah right!” he yowled jumping on his back and clawing him.

In moments he went limp.

What have I done?

Tanpaw leaped into the air as soon as Bumblepaw loosened his grip. Bumblepaw was too quick for him, he slapped him down to the ground and pinned him there. Fear sparked in the older apprentice’s eyes as he waited to be clawed but Bumblepaw released him and Tanpaw ran.

Yeah run you mouse-brained Windclan cat!

“Retreat!” Swipefoot yowled and all the cats turned and followed him to Windclan.

“Oh no!” Aloespark cried.

Whisperwing lay on the ground, unmoving.

“Is he dead?” Mistypaw whimpered.

“I don’t know,” she answered.

“We need to get him back to Riverclan!” Reedtip meowed beginning to lift him.

They carried Whisperwing back to camp, where Cloverleaf looked him over.

“He’s dead,” she meowed.

Mallowstar hurried out on his den and to the high rock.

“Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey, join beneath the Highstump for a clan meeting!” Mallowstar called out.

Whitefeather stepped out of the nursery leaving her kits inside.

“As some of you may know Whisperwing has died and Mistypaw will need a new mentor, Lemonsquirt will mentor her. We need some good new too, Fawnpaw, Frostpaw come forth,” Mallowstar meowed.

The sisters step forward, exchanging excited glances.

“I, Mallowstar, call upon my warrior ancestors to look down on these two apprentices. They have trained hard to understand the ways of your noble code and I commend them to you as warriors in their turn. Fawnpaw, Frostpaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code and protect the clan, even at the cost of your life?”

“I do!” Fawnpaw meowed.

“I do!” Frostpaw yowled a moment after her sister.

“Then by the powers of Starclan, I give you your warrior names. Fawnpaw, from this moment on, you will be known as Fawnpelt. Starclan honors your caring spirit and determination. Frostpaw, from this moment on, you will be known as Frostgaze. Starclan honors your amazing fighting skills and courage. We welcome you as full warriors of Riverclan.”

Mallowstar rested his tail on Fawnpelt then Frostgaze’s shoulders and they each licked his shoulder.

“Fawnpelt, Frostgaze! Fawnpelt, Frostgaze!” the clan chanted.

Bumblepaw purred with excitement for his denmates.

“Way to go Fawnpelt and Frostgaze!” he purred.

Frostgaze padded up to him.

“Isn’t it great, I’m a warrior now,” she purred rubbing up against him.

“Yeah.”

She turned her head around and meowed, “Better go Fawnpelt wants me.”

“Alright.”

“See you later Bumblepaw!” she meowed running off.

At the end of the day Bumblepaw padded over to the nursery and poked his head in.

“Hello Bumblepaw, what do you need?” Whitefeather asked.

“Just came to see the kits.”

“Hi Bumblepaw can you teach me some hunting moves?” Daisykit asked.

“It’s too late,” Bumblepaw replied.

“Please!” she whined looking at him with her blue eyes.

“Daisykit he said no! Bumblepaw was nice enough to come see us, now get over here!” Whitefeather snapped.

She scurried over to her mother, tears slightly brimming in her eyes.

“I’ll be right back,” he meowed stepping out of the den.

As Bumblepaw glanced at the camp entrance he saw

Fawnpelt and Frostgaze sitting their vigil. He quickly slipped into the medicine den, hoping Cloverleaf or Pebblefall was still awake.

“Hey Bumblepaw, what cha’ need?” Pebblefall asked.

Bumblepaw glanced over at Cloverleaf’s nest.

“She’s out collecting herbs,” Pebblefall explained.

He nodded, “Whitefeather seems a little stressed.”

“I’ll get her some herbs,” he meowed turning to the back of the den.

“Here you are,” he meowed handing him some poppy seeds.

“Thanks,” Bumblepaw meowed running to the nursery.

“What’s that?” Rainkit asked, his little white ears twitching.

“It’s poppy seeds,” he answered and handed them to Whitefeather.

She smiled and twitched her eyebrows, giving him a look saying this is about Daisykit isn’t it?
Whitefeather ate the herbs and he padded to the apprentices den.

“I can’t wait until we’re warriors!” Mistypaw mewed.

“Yeah It’ll be great!” Dawnpaw replied.

“Could you keep it down!” Swooppaw growled.

Mistypaw and Dawnpaw stuck their tongues out at him bur kept their voices down to a whisper. Bumblepaw sat down beside his denmate.

“I don’t know what they’re so eager about anyway. I’m the oldest apprentice!” Swooppaw growled.

“Yeah and I’m the youngest,” he sighed.

Swooppaw nodded and closed his eyes. Bumblepaw turned his head to the warriors den. Inside he saw his mentor Reedtip, curled up close to Riverstream.

Good for her my mentor is the best warrior in the clan, that is until I become one.

He yawned and slowly closed his eyes, falling asleep.