AU belongs to me Art belongs to me -->Story <-- (time skipped almost 3 moons) "Good!" Longtail called out, landing on all four paws after sailing above Firepaw's head. "You'll be a true warrior, after all," Longtail smiled. Firepaw had grown quite fond of his mentor, and he dared say it was mutual. Longtail, Darkstripe, and even Tigerclaw (well, sometimes,) treated him like a friend! Except Redtail and Spottedleaf kept looking at him all weird. Graypaw wouldn't talk to him, although that Ravenpaw was a good friend, since after he started battling a lot better. Firepaw was supposed to go to a battle with RiverClan in a few days, attacking at night since RiverClan had taken Sunningrocks. Well. Redtail said that it HOPEFULLY ("he's such a coward," Darkstripe told him yesterday) wouldn't be a battle and would just be renewing THEIR scent marks. But Firepaw wanted a battle, and so did most of the camp. "Firepaw!" Firepaw felt something leap on him, nearly crushing him as he was pressed into the dirt. Longtail looked down at his surprised orange prey. "You should have been paying attention. Tigerclaw and Ravenpaw are going to come train with us, and then you'll learn some real battle moves." Firepaw nodded frantically. "But before they come, can you teach me the move where you kick up with your hind legs again? I've almost got it right." Longtail nodded and they resumed training. --> Part 2 (of ch. 4) <-- Bluestar was shaking. She couldn't let Redtail do this. He was trying to kill her. Kill her, kill her. Wanted to rip her heart out, he did. "He wants to kill my son," She whispered to herself. "But I won't let him. No, no. ThunderClan will not kill Oakheart and Stonefur.." Bluestar got up, her unkempt pelt matted and dirty, she couldn't help thinking of Goosefeather, the old medicine cat whose sanity had slowly deteriorated throughout moons. Bluestar shook herself. She wasn't going to be like him. She calmly walked from the den, and slowly walked through camp, nodding to the cats who greeted her, smiling at the kits. When she was out of sight from the camp, she ran towards Sunningrocks. She leapt onto the stepping stones, and ran into RiverClan's camp, where multiple heads swiveled towards her. "Oakheart and Stonefur are in danger," She cried, before collapsing in the middle of the boiling camp. Next: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/506238480
