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Leafstar sat on High Branch. Her eyes swept across the clearing. They were lively, her pelt sparkled with frost that coated on their tips. Her tail flicked. She stood and looked around, not just at the cats but at everything. The murky color of the evening sky, the warmth of her breath as it swelled around her when she breathed out. Her eyes half closed, she felt as if she could just sit there forever. The moon was a foggy and soft shape behind a layer of fog, still luminescent enough to light the night sky.  She looked down at Burstkit, Mudkit, and Petalkit, they were six moons now! She blinked.

"All cats old enough to catch their own prey join for a clan meeting beneath High Branch!" She yowled and the clan gathered, except for Viperpaw who sat on the edge of all the other cats, not daring to sit, talk, or even look at another cat.

"Burstkit, Mudkit, and Petalkit! You have reached your sixth moon! It is time for you all to become apprentices!" The three stepped forward, their eyes sparkling. "Do you promise to uphold the warrior code and train as an apprentice of ForestClan even at the cost of your life?" She asked.

"I do." They all spoke loudly and with sureness.

"Then until you earn your warrior names you shall be known as Burstpaw, Mudpaw, and Petalpaw!" She called."

"Secondly, as many of you must know a loner came to our cam the other day. Her name was Cry. She will not be joining us yet, but she feels as if she may in the future and just wanted to check out what the clan was like." The clan nodded and seemed a little satisfied with this answer.

"Finally I would like Honeyblaze to organize two hunting patrols and a border patrol, that will leave camp soon after this announcement." Honeyblaze nodded and stayed close to her mate, smiling up at Leafstar.

"That is all! Clan dismissed." She leaped down, looking at almost every cat, her gaze lingered on the new cat, Wolfstorm for a moment before she turned and sat with Jaychaser.
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Viperpaw sat alone, her golden eyes, flecked with silver, were cold and angry. She clawed at the dirt, her eyes unwavering.

"Still no friends?" Peakpaw's voice sounded all to kindly from behind her. "I'm not really surprised, without Nightstar scaring everyone into liking you, its useless for you to even think that you may get friends one day." He shook his head with a chuckle.

"Shut up Peakpaw." Her eyes burned, but again tears didn't come. She never cried. The one time she did Nightstar had slashed at her with her claws, making an ugly scar down Viperpaw's tail.

"You stupid flea-brain. You don't get it do you?" He laughed. "Everyone hates you." He shook his head. "Get used to it." He laughed with a bit of an evil ring to it.

"I SAID SHUT UP PEAKPAW!" Viperpaw yowled with rage and leaped at her brother, her claws out stretched to his next. She growled, she had enough of this. Every day, every time she tried to say something, he had been there, ruining it. Making others hate her every time. She dug her claws down into his shoulder, drawing blood from him. She snarled at him. The entire clan looked at her with a mix of terror and shock.

"Viperpaw." Acornpaw's soothing voice brought her back. She blinked wide eyed at Acornpaw, Blossompaw, and Fierypaw. They all looked at her with pity, they knew, everyone else looked at her like she was crazed. She hated both pity and the terror.

She let her claws off of her brother. She blinked, what had she done? Everyone stared at her. She turned to run.

"Run Viperpaw! You won't be allowed back!" Someone howled after her, and many snickers followed, then she heard the pity and sympathy that Peakpaw was getting. She could hear her littermates footsteps behind her. Finally the tears came, flooding her sight. She stopped and crumpled to the ground. Acornpaw, Blossompaw, and Fierypaw curled around her, and she wailed.

"Viperpaw We know. It's okay." Blossompaw's soothing voice purred.

"Blossompaw, she needs to let it out." Came Fierypaw's meow. They stayed like that for a long time, no one had come after them. She fell asleep there. She wasn't thinking of going back, and she wasn't sure if she would even be welcomed back.