MidnightThePrincess

As the Clan called out her warrior name, Cinderpelt was, apart from the fulfillment and wonder at being a warrior, glad that she didn’t go deliver a message to Tigerclaw that day early in her apprenticeship. She had seen for herself the trap, when a squirrel had ran into it by accident. The border was marked too close to the Thunderpath, and the squirrel’s death would be Cinderpelt’s if she didn’t listen to Fireheart.    As the Clan pressed around her and Brackenfur, Cinderpelt whispered to Fireheart, her mentor and friend. “Thanks, Fireheart. For everything.” Fireheart blinked at her, affection in his eyes, an