Robinpaw, the apprentice of Larksong, trotted along the trail out of Lightningclan’s camp. She was training to someday be a warrior and fight alongside her clan in battles without the constant watchfulness of a mentor. She was six moons old, old enough to become a warrior, and expected her assessment and naming ceremony soon with the other apprentices of Lightningclan. She stopped to shake out her white and brown fur before hearing her name called, “Robinpaw!” Note her mentor but the medicine cat, Oakfur, raced to catch up. “Robinpaw, will you come with me to collect the healing herbs?” He asked as he stopped beside the younger cat. She perked up a bit, without her usual training from Larksong she was so extremely bored she might have decided to collect moss for the elders den. “Of course!” she exclaimed with excitement. “What do you need?” The old cat twitched his whiskers in amusement and meowed, “Cobwebs to stop bleeding and Catnip for Fevercough.” He instructed. She bounded off ahead of him towards the river, Where Catmint grew.
Chapter One
Robinpaws´ warrior assessment had already begun, but to a bad start. She hadn't been able to catch a single bird, mouse, or rabbit in the hunting portion of the test. Her prey had all escaped her. Her fighting …show more content…
She shifted uncomfortably, and Tawnystar emerged from her den. “Who is this?” She asked the apprentice. “This is Ivy. She had gotten hurt and I couldn't just ignore her.” Robinpaw justified herself. She then led Ivy away from her leader, who seemed to think her leaving was rude, and to the Medicine cat den. Oakfur looked up from counting herbs and noticed the web wrapped paw on Ivy. He purred with pride for Robinpaw, he had taught her the skills of a Medicine Cat. It was then her realized the meaning of his dream! Robinpaw was meant to be a Medicine Cat! Tawnystar padded into the den and confronted Ivy, while Oakfur spoke to