Chapter 5
Featherkit padded up to Fernpaw, who was rebuilding the apprentices' den with her denmate Sunpaw. Fernpaw spotted her walking up to her and hissed: "What do you want, Filth?" She spat the last word with so much hate, so much venom, that Featherkit felt the air around her crackle with dislike. Sunpaw just looked plain terrified. Sunpaw was 4 moons older than Featherkit, made an apprentice about a moon ago. Sunpaw had none of his sister's evil traits; in fact, he himself was the kindest cat in the Clan! His older sister was Fernpaw; who had 2 moons more of training to go before she was made a warrior. "B..Bl..Blizzardstar told me to ask you where my n..new d..d..den was," she managed to splutter. Fernpaw smiled such an evil smile, Featherkit thought she saw in her eyes, a faint reflection of a shadow, not belonging to StarClan, but maybe something beyond her ancestors' hunting grounds? Fernpaw's hiss interrupted her thoughts. "Sunpaw! Take this flea-brained idiot to her home and give her a few blows from me!" "Y..Yes Fernpaw," he mumbled. "It's this way. Come with me." Featherkit obeyed and stumbled twice, then ran after him.
