Warriors: Prophecy From StarClan, The Owl's Kit.

Chapter 8

The sun woke Softpaw from her deep sleep, gently shining onto her face as realized she fell asleep with her head outside the apprentice den.

It had been a few days since her first hunting practice. And Bluefeather was not going easy on her, she was pushing Softpaw more then she excepted, but all at the same time, Softpaw appreciated it. It took her mind off everything that happened, and left her mind open for learning everything she could.

She blinked her eyes waking herself more and got to her paws stretching slightly. Today was the day, Bluefeather was taking her and Silverpaw out hunting. Thankfully Flamestar decided that Emberwing could use the experience of being a mentor, though a new warrior and made her Silverpaw was now her apprentice.

However Emberwing was out on a border patrol, so Bluefeather was taking over Silverpaws first real hunt.

"Come on you two. I want to make sure the elders are well fed by you two as well as us being back into for you to change the bedding and check for ticks." Bluefeather meowed leading them out of camp.

Softpaw did not look forward to either chore with the elders, but she was looking forward to talking to Willowheart and listening to another one of her stories while she checked for ticks.

"What do you think we'll catch?" Silverpaw asked her.

Softpaw twitched her nose sensing he was about as nervous as she was. "Probably a few mice."

"Hush you two, remember the tail singles I taught you? You'll have to use them as we must remain quiet." She meowed and singled with her tail to stop once they were deeper in the forest.

Softpaw stopped and remembered yesterday's training, she perked her ears hearing a slight rustle and she dropped into a hunter's crouch and slowly stalked towards it, keeping down wind from it so it didn't catch her scent. Soon she realized it was actually a squirrel and slowly approached it until she could see it's grey fur as it lifted it's head Softpaw froze with a paw in the air.

The squirrel sniffed and listened for a moment before it went back to eating it's nuts that were on the ground. Softpaw got a little bit closer and judged her distance before pouncing and unsheathed her claws and pinned it as she bite it's neck.

"Great job Softpaw!" Silverpaw called out seeing her catch the squirrel.

Bluefeather looked at Softpaw proudly and nodded her head quietly praising her. "Now for your turn Silverpaw."

Silverpaw nodded regaining his calmness and opened his mouth tasting the air. A breeze came hitting him in the face and his eyes widened with excitement. He got low to the ground and quietly stalked in the direction of the scent. Bluefeather quietly followed him and Softpaw wasn't far behind.

Softpaw since all she had to do right now was remain quiet and not scare off the prey, decided to get more used to her surroundings, even though she knew the territory almost completely, she was always still in shock of just how big it was.

She heard a rustle and caught the scent of a mouse not far from them. Softpaw watched as Silverpaw put all the training they did before to the test, he waited, gave a wiggle, and pounced killing the mouse in one fair swoop.

"Excellent!" Bluefeather meowed to the both of them. "But we're just getting started, good catches, but you two still will have a lot of work to do."

A few hours later around Sunhigh, Softpaw was stalking a mouse that was by the river. Bluefeather was a bit a ways behind her as she helped Silverpaw with a technique he had messed up.

She got as close as she could until she had no where else to hide as it ran onto the pebbles by the river, which was the border between StreamClan and FeatherClan. She quietly took a deep breath and did a little wiggle for luck getting her hind legs ready, before leaping and before the mouse realized what was happening it was dead in her jaws. She sighed sure she was going to mess this catch up like some of the ones before this.