Chapter 3

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Aldertail looked around the clearing and grabbed a plump shrew from the fresh-kill pile, then bounded over to see his mate and kits in the nursery.
    
    “Birchleaf? I brought a shrew for you.” Aldertail walked into the nursery and dropped the shrew at her paws. “How are the kits?”
“Thank you. The kits are doing great. Cloverkit and Maplekit are very wriggly!” she purred and licked Aldertail on the chest.

     Suddenly, something hit his tail and he jumped back in surprise.
“I caught it!” Ashkit stood proudly with a tuft of Aldertail's fur in-between her claws.
“Only because I helped you!” Smokekit dived on his sister and they rolled over in a play fight.
“Be careful!” Ebonyfeather plucked Smokekit up just before he tumbled into Acornkit. “I told you that there were young kits, you could have hurt them and yourselves!” Scolded their mother. “And applogise to Aldertail, Ashkit.”
“Im sorry Aldertail" She mewed quietly. Aldertail let out an amused purr. “Its ok.”
“Its about time these two were made apprentices” muttered Ebonyfeather, though happiness sparked in her eyes.
“Im sure it won't be long now, they are fine, strong kits” Birchleaf replied with a yawn.
“I'd better go and make my self use-ful, the prey won't catch itself!” Aldertail meowed, he waved his tail and walked outside.

    Aldertail hopped into the clearing as Lionpelt's hunting patrol returned, their jaws full of prey. They  strolled to the near-empty fresh-kill pile and carefully put down he fresh prey.
     Luckyclaw came out of Specklestar's den to greet the patrol. Aldertail trotted towards Luckyclaw. “Can I lead a hunting patrol?”
“Ok, you decide who to take.” Aldertail nodded.

     He scanned the clearing to find some warriors to take. “Hey, Leopardheart! Want to come hunting?”
“Sure, Ill bring Aspenpaw, she needs to practice”

    “Ill come as well” Sparrowtail said, she flicked her tail against him in greeting.
“Great” he mewed. Leopardheart came over with Aspenpaw who had recently been made an apprentice. Aspenpaw whiskers twitched in excitement.
“Lets go” Aldertail led the way out of the camp.

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