Two cats stood outside of a tall oak tree. "Ok Thornpaw you can do it!" Called the black Tom. 

                  another cat probably the young tabby father called up to her " be careful your mother would kill me if you got hurt! " a small Gray tabby at the top flicked her tail "don't worry I'm fine!" The father sighed "I'm serious Thornpaw!" Thornpaw jumped down " See I'm fine! " Thornpaw 's mentor nodded "Well if your done showing off The camp still needs to be fed"

Thornpaw rolled her eyes and spotted a skinny vole, this was a feast for the camp she dropped into a hunters crouch and pounced on  the vole.

       About five minutes later she returned with the skinny vole in her mouth. leaf-bare had been horrible this was the first meal in four days! The tabby father Oakclaw looked astonished "wow! Thank you starclan for this meal!" Thornpaw smiled and proudly walked off towards camp.

       Cats looked at her happily, the deputy walked over " I'm glad I sent you on the hunting patrol! " a ginger tabby mumbled "probably the only thing she's ever done right" Cloverpelt spun around "excuse me, but I'm new to this" she said hissing the tabby backed off  "s-sorry" he apologized Cloverpelt dismissed him

The ginger Tom padded away ashamed. Bluestar came out of her den yawning her mate followed close behind her. Bluestar jumped onto Emerald rock "would all cats old enough to scent a blooming flower  gather beneath emerald rock for a clan meeting!" 

Two proud kits pranced out of the nursery. Bluestar smiled her kits were coming soon. "Two kits mousekit and poppykit have reached the age of six moons and can now become apprentices!"