Warriors: The Return Of The Greatest Heroes

4. Redpaw and Marshpaw

"So, let's figure out everything." Whitekit stated.

"Yes," Bluekit agreed.

"So, the first prophecy," Dustkit started.

"Everything will be solved by the cats around you. Everyone there shall effect what you do." Hollykit recited.

"Given to Firekit," Ravenkit added.

"How is that at all important?" Bluekit asked.

"I dunno," the black tom shrugged.

"The first part just means that we are in the future," Graykit explained.

"Yes," Yellowkit agreed. "The second part...None of the cats here are affecting what we are doing."

"Wait a second," all of the attention went on Sandkit, "If we were reborn, what about the Dark Forest,"

Silence.

"Let's not think about that," Bluekit decided.

"But it probably is right!" Sandkit argued. "The Dark Forest affects what we do!"

"It probably is," Dustkit agreed.

"The omen," Yellowkit ordered.

"The bracken being burned by fire; the fire was quenched by the rain. Although, the fire was in stripes, like a tiger." Bluekit explained.

"Wouldn't it be: fire and tiger work together to destroy bracken?" Ravenkit offered cheekily.

Sandkit's tail hit his head, "Don't you know that that means that Firekit might join forces with Tigerstar?"

"She's right," Dustkit meowed. "But wouldn't it be 'the forest' not 'the bracken'? 'The bracken' just doesn't sound like a goal of Tigerstar," the brown tom shook his head in confusion.

"Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey join beneath the Highledge for a clan meeting!" came a yowl.

The queens hurried out of the nursery. Redkit and Marshkit looked well-groomed.

"This must be their apprentice ceremonies!" Hollykit gasped. "Can we watch?"

"If we aren't caught," Graykit grinned.

The kits huddled behind the nursery, watching the ceremony.

"No sign of Firekit," Sandkit sighed.

"He's probably still sleeping," Bluekit reassured.

"It is time for the making of two apprentices. They have reached six moons old and are ready to become apprentices of ThunderClan," the gray tom lifted his head to the sky.

"It's Ashstar!" Dustkit gasped. He had never seen him before.

"That's our father!" Graykit hissed.

Yellowkit and Bluekit gave him a Duh look.

"Until she has earned her warrior name, this apprentice will be known as Redpaw. Clovercloud, you received excellent training from Roseshadow, and I trust you to pass down everything you've learned to Redpaw," Clovercloud and Redpaw touched noses.

Ashstar turned to Marshkit. "Until he has earned his warrior name, this apprentice will be known as Marshpaw. Mossbird, it is time for you to get your first apprentice. You received training from Beetlebreeze-"

"Our dad," Ravenkit gestured to Hollykit and himself.

"-And I trust you to pass down your knowledge of hunting and fighting to this young apprentice," Ashstar finished, and Marshpaw and Mossbird touched noses.

"Redpaw! Marshpaw! Redpaw! Marshpaw!" rang throughout the hollow. Splashflight and Grassjaw, their parents, were the loudest of them all.

"Still no Firekit," Sandkit murmured.

"I would think he would have woken up by now. It was loud enough to wake ShadowClan," Dustkit complained.

"There is know such thing as too loud!" Graykit cheered.

"...Let's let you believe that..." Bluekit stared at him weirdly.

"Yeah!" Graykit said cheerfully, "Wai- Hey!"

"Okay, hold on a minute," Hollykit looked confused. "About the omen, Firekit would never join Tigerstar. Somehow, I don't think what we assumed is right."

"Neither do I," Sandkit agreed.

"Maybe Tigerstar and Firekit fight? That could end up destroying the forest." Graykit suggest.

"Possibly," Bluekit agreed. "But, I think that we should let our minds rest for a while. All this worrying won't do us any good, but training will,"

Graykit and Dustkit smirked, reeled back, and attacked each other. Graykit jumped on Dustkit's back; almost collapsing under his weight, Dustkit rolled onto his back, crushing the other tom. The gray tom used his hind legs to push the dusty brown tom off of him. They circled each other.

"You'll never win!" Graykit taunted.

"Oh, I think I will," Dustkit head-butted Graykit side, pushing him from behind the nursery.

They circled again. This time Graykit pounced on Dustkit, sending him reeling. Dustkit faked, causing Graykit to fall on the ground. Dustkit put one paw on the gray tom's chest, but he left his belly unprotected. Then, Graykit used his hind legs to hit Dustkit's belly. The dusty brown to retreated behind the nursery.

"You could have done better," Yellowkit chastised.

"Hey, I'm acting like a kit, remember? I can't use the same skills I did a long time ago." Dustkit retorted.

"Good point," the gray she-cat stated.

That was when Firekit came out.

"Where were you?" Sandkit yowled.

"Catching up on sleep," Firekit winced.

"When did you go to sleep?" Sandkit asked.

"A little before sunrise," the ginger tom admitted.

"Seriously?" Bluekit stared at him.

"Duh,"

That was when a yowl filled the hollow. "ShadowClan's been stealing our prey!"