The leafy treetops protected the apprentices from the blazing green-leaf sun as they tiredly walked through the forest.

Their mentors decided to do a group training session today for sparring and then they would split up for hunting.

Lionpaw could hear Fawnpaw complaining to Silverpaw about the past couple days.

"I can't believe Foxshadow is making me come today!" Fawnpaw meowed with protest, "I did chores all day yesterday and hunted so much prey to feed the clan for weeks! I'm exhausted!"

Silverpaw snorted. "Tell me about it! I'm pretty sure I killed all the prey in our territory and plus I have to deal with....ugh....Flowerpaw." 

Lionpaw rolled his eyes.

He's sure that everyone in camp knows about Flowerpaw versus Silverpaw.

All the cats are tired of it...except for Fawnpaw, who has Silverpaw's back and hates Flowerpaw almost as much.

Lionpaw wasn't a huge fan of Flowerpaw either.

She was the complete opposite of her sister, Velvetpaw.

She was snappy, negative, and rude to all the apprentices (but Lionpaw).

But the worst part about the red pawed she-cat...she was obsessed with Lionpaw.

Lionpaw's den-mates sure loved to tease him about it too.

He remembered he asked Fawnpaw about the crush a moon ago.

"Fawnpaw...why is Flowerpaw always following me around and stuff?"

"Ugh Lionpaw sometimes you are so clueless! Flowerpaw obviously likes you!" Fawnpaw had groaned.

Lionpaw panted slightly and his light golden fur was slick with sweat.

It felt like seasons until they finally reached Sandy Hollow.

"Ok everyone, we are going to pair up the apprentices for sparring." Whitebelly announced.

"Fawnpaw will go up against Hawkpaw."

Fawnpaw grinned, flexing her claws and Hawkpaw looked slightly nervous but didn't drop his charming smile.

"Lionpaw with Cloverpaw."

The cool-headed she nodded at Lionpaw.

Oh no that means...Lionpaw thought realizing what cats made up the last pair.

"And that leaves Flowerpaw and Silverpaw." Whitebelly sighed.

Everyone was silent as Silverpaw and Flowerpaw were shooting death glares at one another.

"Ok let's start with Fawnpaw and Hawkpaw!" Flamepelt said quickly, breaking the tension in the air.

It was sad to watch.

Fawnpaw completely dominated Hawkpaw in the fight.

Once they got up and shook their pelts, Hawkpaw flashed his smile at Fawnpaw.

"I was going easy on you, beautiful." 

"Sure you were." His sister rolled her eyes at the white and black tom.

Hawkpaw winked.

Fawnpaw quickly trotted over to Silverpaw, shuddering.

Silverpaw smirked and Fawnpaw looked like she wanted to rake her claws across the she-cat's muzzle.

"Lionpaw, Cloverpaw, your up." 

Silverpaw's graceful sister padded down into the sparring area.

He noticed Stormleap looking at him expectedly and he followed her.

Once the sparring started, Lionpaw had to admit how well Cloverpaw fought and dodged his blows.

In the end though, he tripped her and pinned her while she was stunned.

Cloverpaw nodded and meowed, "Nice one, Lionpaw."

The golden apprentice grinned at his former rival.

He walked up to Fawnpaw and Silverpaw.

"So ladies, did I look great or did I look great?"

Silverpaw looked like she was holding in a fit of giggles while Fawnpaw snorted.

"First of all, you're acting like Hawkpaw and second, none of those options are correct." Fawnpaw said, giggling.

"Wow thanks for the kindness, sis."

"Flowerpaw, Silverpaw c'mon." Wolffang interrupted the apprentices.

"Ok girl, you got this! Show the fox heart what you're made of!" Fawnpaw cheered as Silverpaw flexed her claws and treaded down into the sand.

Soon enough the two cats faced each other snarling.

Lionpaw pricked his ears and heard Flowerpaw, "You're going down."

"Not before you!" he heard Silverpaw hiss.

Then the fight begun. 

Lionpaw was positive everyone closed their eyes but Fawnpaw and Swiftstripe, who were eagerly watching.

Suddenly Lionpaw's gaze caught a flash of claws and then Silverpaw's flank was bleeding.

Fawnpaw noticed and starting telling Swiftstripe.

Then there was a yowl and Flowerpaw's muzzle was dripping with blood.

Silverpaw lashed out at the tan apprentice, claws extended.

"Whoa, whoa stop the fight!" Swiftstripe yowled.

The two apprentices were once again facing each other, panting heavily and covered in wounds.

"We do NOT use our claws!" Stormleap's eyes glinted with anger as he stood besides Swiftstripe.

"You two will clean the elders ticks and change their bedding for a moon...and we will definitely report this to Thornstar." Wolffang nodded.

"Now everyone let's head back to camp and these two will go straight to Shimmersky." Whitebelly meowed tiredly.

Flowerpaw turned around sharply, purposely hitting Silverpaw's face with her tail.

Silverpaw, Fawnpaw, and Swiftstripe snarled after her in unison.

"You totally won!" Swiftstripe meowed, turning to her apprentice. 

Fawnpaw nodded solemnly.

"Great StarClan, I swear Swiftstripe you're a warrior! You don't take sides!" Stormleap said, his gaze filled with amusement. 

"Well I'm just stating facts." the cream warrior grumbled.

Lionpaw caught up with Silverpaw on their travel back to camp.

"That was pretty cool." he grinned.

"I know." Silverpaw held her head high towards the sunset.

Lionpaw laughed.

"And just so you know...I so won." the black pawed she flashed a charming smile much like her brother's.

Lionpaw shook his head, still laughing, and gazed up at the red-streaked sky.