StarKit's Prophecy + Translation of Grammar and Spelling + Comments

Chapter 3: The Battle for the Clan

Q: What time is it?

A: It's translation time!!!

Starpaw entered the apprentices' den and saw her sisters Flamepaw and Lakepaw, and her best friend Jazzpaw, who had gone right back to sleep after Starpaw's apprentice ceremony.

"Jazzpaw, get up, you lazy furball!" Starpaw prodded Jazzpaw lightly with a paw. Jazzpaw's brilliant blue eyes blinked open and looked at her.

"We're going on a hunting patrol with Thornclaw, Mousewhisker and Sorreltail." Starpaw informed her. "Now."

Jazzpaw leapt up and followed Starpaw to the camp entrance, where Thornclaw, Mousewhisker and Sorreltail were waiting.

Just as they were about to head out, a huge white tom with white paws charged into the camp, followed by some other unfamiliar cats.

"SHADOWCLAN IS ATTACKING!!!" Sorreltail gave a loud yowl, and the cats that hadn't already come out of their dens to see what all the commotion was about came racing out and launched themselves into the battle. 

Starpaw unsheathed her claws and jumped onto Blackstar (who was facing the other way), taking him by surprise and pinning him to the ground. Even so, Blackstar rolled over almost immediately. Now Starpaw was the one pinned to the ground, and Blackstar was already starting to claw Starpaw's sides. Starpaw winced and desperately started raking Blackstar's belly with her hind paws, while trying to  scratch the massive tom's eyes with her front claws at the same time. Blackstar grunted in pain and got off Starpaw before bending down, ready to roll onto her and smoosh her into the ground. Luckily for Starpaw, who was still getting up, Firestar chose that exact moment to spring onto Blackstar's back, leaving nasty red souvenirs on his back before jumping down. Blackstar stumbled and dashed out of the entrance, yowling for his warriors to retreat. 

"And don't come back anytime soon!" Spiderleg snarled.

"I hope you spend a long, long time in Littlecloud's den!" added Honeyfern.

Once all the ShadowClan cats had gone, Jayfeather hurried out of the medicine den with a bundle of herbs in his mouth and started putting cobwebs on Hazeltail's claw marks.

Starpaw turned her head to look at the scratches on her side. Fortunately, they weren't too deep, compared to some scratch marks that Smokefoot had given Briarstorm. 

"You should get those looked at," Birchfall told Starpaw, looking at her wounds. "Even if they aren't that serious, they could get infected if left untreated."

Starpaw nodded and waited until Jayfeather had finished with the serious wounds before going over to him.

After Starpaw had left Jayfeather's den and gotten herself a mouse, Firestar padded over to her with a vole and ate with her. 

"That was some great fighting for a newly apprenticed cat," commented Firestar. "The last cat who had fighting skills like yours was Lionblaze." 

Starpaw felt an immense wave of pride rush through her. She was a great fighter! Perhaps the prophecy had something to do with this.

"StarPaw?" Firestar asked softly. "Would you like to be my mate?"

"What?" Starpaw was taken aback. "Don't you already have a mate?"

Firestar fell silent and kept eating. He didn't mention it again.

Aaaaaand......This chapter is officially over.