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joined them, with Featherwhisker beside him. “Congratulations, you two,” he meowed warmly.
    “Thank you.” Bluepaw dipped her head.
    Goosefeather nodded to Stormtail. “You must be very proud.”
    Stormtail’s ears twitched. “Of course.”
    Adderfang wiped a paw casually over one ear. “It’s interesting that Pinestar chooses now to make you apprentices.” Hepaused, his paw in midair, and looked Bluepaw up and down. “One might almost think it was unplanned.”
    Bluepaw tipped her head on one side. “What do you mean?”
    “He doesn’t mean anything,” Moonflower meowed quickly. She glared at Adderfang. “ Do you?”
    The mottled brown tom met her gaze without flinching. “Well, it has certainly distracted the Clan from WindClan’s thieving.”
    Goosefeather flicked his tail. “If there’s going to be a battle, Adderfang, then we will need all the warriors we can get.”
    Adderfang shrugged. “Warriors, yes. But apprentices? ”
    Snowpaw fluffed out her fur. “We’ll fight as well as any cat.”
    Adderfang’s whiskers twitched. “I’m sure you’ll do your best, but only training will make you a warrior, and you’ve had none.”
    Bluepaw suddenly felt very small. What in StarClan had made her think she could help her Clan? Coldness crept under her pelt. Was Adderfang right? Had Pinestar really made them apprentices only to stop a battle with WindClan from happening?
    Stonepelt’s mew shook Bluepaw from her thoughts. “I hope you’re ready to climb the ravine again.”
    The coldness left her pelt. “Are we going out right now?”
    “The sooner we begin your training, the better,” Stonepelt meowed. “If WindClan is planning something, you’ll need all the skills I can teach you.”
    He was going to train her to fight WindClan! Bluepaw felt a thrill as Stonepelt led her to the camp entrance. It was real; she was an apprentice. This time, she would be going all the way into the forest, not stopping at the edge to peer inside like a frightened kit. What would Stonepelt show her—where to find the juiciest prey? What would he teach her—how to surprise an enemy with a fierce battle move? Her heart was racing as she followed him up the ravine, the path feeling easier now that she knew what to expect.
    Rocks clattered behind them. Bluepaw turned to see Snowpaw and Sparrowpelt bounding up the ravine as well.
    “Are you going into the forest, too?” Bluepaw felt a prickle of jealousy as Snowpaw caught up. She wanted the forest to herself.
    “Yes!” Snowpaw bounded past her and raced ahead, her long legs making easy work of the difficult scramble.
    Sparrowpelt guided her from behind. “Take the route between those two big boulders,” he called. “Usually only warriors go that way, but I think you’ll be able to make the jump.”
    Bluepaw quickened her pace, breaking into a dash as soon as the path flattened out and wove between some bushes. Why should Snowpaw be the first one into the forest?
    “Careful!” Stonepelt cautioned as she sent pawfuls of scree tumbling down the slope. “Your Clanmates might be following.”
    “Sorry.” Bluepaw slowed down, taking her steps more carefully. She was frustrated to see Snowpaw disappearover the top of the ravine.
    “Speed isn’t everything,” Stonepelt told her. “A warrior who runs ahead of the prey catches less.”
    Yeah, right! She scrambled the last paw steps to the top and, mounting the ridge, turned to gaze down on the camp.
    Snowpaw was already staring below them, her blue eyes azure in the dawn sunshine. “It’s so far down!” she breathed.
    Bluepaw felt warmth spread through her belly. She had seen this view already. “Look,” she pointed out to Snowpaw. “You can see the clearing. There, between those branches.”
    Snowpaw peered, her ears pricking up. “Is that Thistlekit and Rosekit playing beside the fallen tree?”
    Two familiar pelts tumbled over the bright clearing. They looked tiny from up there. Bluepaw raised one of