The moons swept past, as fighting practice began, Sparkpelt tried to hit a blow at Dreampaw, who dodged and swept Sparkpelt off her paws and hit her torso as she spun around and swept at Dreampaw as she dodged. Sparkpelt hit her belly again-hard. Dreampaw groaned. It hurt as bad as five million thorns.

"Fox dung," Sparkpelt sniffed, "I beat you in a heartbeat."

"Anyway, Whateverpaw, I believe we will be going back to camp," Sparkpelt mewed.

"Like you acted this way to Twigbranch," Dreampaw thought, her eyes bitter.

Sparkpelt must have saw her eyes but she shrugged, "Yeah, I guess I treated her better, I'm only furious I'm training a RiverClan weak kit. Bramblestar gave me SkyClan scum, and now RiverClan fish-eaters."

Dreampaw nearly growled at the words RiverClan-fish eater and RiverClan weak kit, but slapped her fluffy tail over her mouth just in time.

She followed her mentor back to camp. 

"You're on border patrol," a voice boomed.

She nodded.

Padding out of camp, Dreampaw sniffed the air. Rogue? Loner?

"Hello!" she called.

Suddenly, a loner brushed in the territory, fur bristling.

Dreampaw dipped her head, "I mean no harm. Would you like to join my Clan?"

"No!" he snapped.

"Hurt?" Dreampaw asked.

"No!" the loner snapped.

"Have a home?" Dreampaw asked.

"No-yes!" he yowled.

"No or yes?" Dreampaw teased.

"Yes! It's all because you made me answer no questions, so I thought you wanted me to answer a no!"

Dreampaw giggled, "Oh well, I guess that's fair."

Then her gaze turned serious. "Please proceed to go back to your home."

"I will, GLADLY," the rogue growled and jerked away, "as long as you don't follow me."

She sighed.

"Why does everyone hate me?" she thought. Suddenly, she felt a tap on her shoulder.

She turned around to see Acornpaw's tail, tapping on her shoulder.

"What Acornpaw?" she asked wearily.

"I passed my warrior assessment!"