ThE nExT mOrNiNg
The tabby woke up early and rose to his paws. His tail brushed across Heatherpaw's flank as light as a feather as he left. The tom wondered the forest, pausing finally at a willow tree. He sighed and let peace and serenity wash over him.
Oakpaw flopped down in his nest and looked over at Heatherpaw, who was laying beside him. Why did he choose this nest, it only made things more awkward?! "Night," he mumbled.
Heatherpaw was already asleep.
Time skip---
Oakpaw rolled over on his back when he woke up. The tom yawned and sat up. "Wake up, sleepyhead," he purred, last night's arguments dissipating into the air. He groomed her head gently.
Heatherpaw wriggled but her eyes soon fluttered open.She felt someone.Oakpaw.She gave a small drowsy smile."Good morning.."she yawned and slid out to arch her back and stretch.
Oakpaw smiled and arched his back into a deep stretch.
Heatherpaw groomed her fur after stretching.
Oakpaw groomed her forehead. "What do you think we'll do today?"
Heatherpaw shrugged."Talk,groom,train,eat,train,sleep..."she said and pawed his face playfully.
Oakpaw purred and licked her ear, flicking his tail in her face. "Yeah, I suppose so."
The tom padded back to the den, mewing his hello's to the other apprentices. "I can't wait" He mewed, bouncing like a kit.
(I don't know who is Mosspaw's mentor 
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Heatherpaw smiled and waved her tail to Mosspaw.
He swished his fluffy tail in greeting and purred.
Oakpaw licked Heatherpaw's nose. "Do you wanna go and find Fawnbreeze?"
The tabby looked at his paws and padded away.
Heatherpaw nodded."Yeh,i guess so.."
Mosspaw leapt into a tree, clawing at the bark, pulling himself higher and higher. "Like this?" he called to his mentor.
Brablepaw watched Heatherpaw and Oakpaw as they talked. It sempt like this tom liked his sister, and he as happy for her. He was happy for both of them. But he felt a bit...saddened. Saddened that his sister had a bunch of friends and he did not. Bramblepaw had always been told that he looked just like his father, besides the head of course. And he had always heard stories about how his father was such a ladies man and how he had many friends. But nobody had ever said Bramblepaw acted just like his father, which was kind of easy to tell why they never said anything like that. Since the only friend, and friend that was female he had, was Heatherpaw.
But he didn't understand why his only friend was his sister. He thought of himself as a nice cat, he had never said or done anything to make anybody mad at him. But it might have been because he tended to keep to himself. He guessed it was because he would have nothing in common with any of the other apprentices. Sure, most of them had a sap story past like him. They didn't know their mother or father, blah blah blah. But the thing that was diffrent about Bramblepaw's past was that he saw both of his parents dead bodies...or half of their dead bodies.
Bramblepaw had saw his mothers dead body, which had scared him for life. And the only time he had seen his father was when his dad's large head was dropped into HawkClan's camp by a Golden eagle. The murder or his father and many other cats. Now even though he had never really meet his father, that had also scared him for all of his life. I mean, if you watched as the head of your dead father was dropped into camp, wouldn't you be a bit scarred also?
Lilypaw was curled in the corner of the apprentice's den. Her small body curled Ina tight ball. Her tan flank rise and fell with every breath she took.
Heatherpaw yawned again and finally got all drowsyness gone.She saw a large figure.She blinked."Bramblepaw!!!"she pirred bounding to him she nuzzled his chest for he was much bigger than her.She smiled."Mornin bro!"she mewed.She looked like her mother he looked like their dad.It was odd yet kinda cool.