Mothleap's fate

Chapter Two

"Sootkit, from now on, until you receive your warrior name, you will be known as Sootpaw. Brackenclaw will be your mentor."
Mothkit was about to stand up, waiting for her name to be called. 'Oh, wait. I can't be an apprentice yet. I'm going to miss Sootkit. Or Sootpaw because he's an apprentice now.' Mothkit thought. "Stonestar, with all due respect, I think that Mothkit should be made an apprentice. We lost many warriors to the dog attack, had Bumbleheart get bitten by an adder and die before we could try to save her, had our oldest elder die, a wave of greencough kill two warriors and Muddykit and not to mention, but you lost two lives. One from an infected wound and the other from that bellyache sickness. As your medicine cat, I think that this is a sign from StatClan. Mothkit didn't mean for the foxes to attack. I think she should be an apprentice. We need all the warriors we can get and leaf-bare is going to start soon." Mothkit turned around, expecting Twigleaf to have spoken up but to her surprise it was Poppypaw. "Stonestar, please let her be an apprentice with me. She's my best friend." Sootpaw begged. "I will think about it. Tomorrow is the Gathering and I will give you an answer before it starts." Stonestar mewed.
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Mothpaw could hardly contain her excitement. She was an apprentice! Stonestar has allowed her to be an apprentice, but she still was in trouble for the fox attack. She couldn't go to the Gathering. Stonestar was going to announce her at the next full moon. 'At least I'm an apprentice! And Mossyfoot is my mentor! I've always looked up to her!' Mothpaw thought. Her thoughts were interrupted by loud paw steps. She turned around and saw her worst fear. 'Oh no, Twolegs!' Mothpaw tried running when a large spider web covered her. She yowled as loud as she can, causing her clanmates to run to her. The Twolegs grabbed as many of her clanmates as they could. "Run!" Mothpaw screamed. "Don't save me! I'll be fine!"
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Mothpaw sat on top of her Twoleg's lap. She had been away from home for three and a half moons. She jumped down and ran to the door. "Do you have to go out?" Her Twoleg said. "Okay, fine. Just let me put this on you first, I don't want you getting lost." He bent down and put something around her neck. He opened the door and she ran out. "What's that sound? It's driving me crazy!" Mothpaw ran around trying to get away from it. "The sound is a bell, it's coming from your collar." A voice said. Mothpaw looked up and saw a brown tom. "Who are you? Where am I?" Mothpaw asked. "I'm Tyler. You are in your Housefolk's yard." "Housefolk? Do you mean Twoleg?" "You're funny, what's your name?" Morty meowed. "M-Mothpaw. I'm training to be a warrior of CliffClan." "CliffClan? What's that?" "That's my home." Mothpaw growled. "No need to get defensive." Tyler mewed, holdingup a paw. "Did you come from a lake?" "Yes! Is it close by?" " I'm afraid not. It's far away. It'll take a long time to get there." Mothpaw felt all hope she had fade away. "I meet a couple of cats talking about a CliffClan. I can take you to them." "Yes please. Take me! I need to see them!" "Okay. Follow me." Tyler stood up and started climbing a tree. 'Maybe I will get home!'