Sandstorm and Dustpelt



Chapter 1
I looked at Dustpaw and he purred. His ruffled, dark brown fur was blowing with the breeze, and amber eyes shown brightly. He stood out to me. I jerked my head up as Bluestar called a Clan meeting. "Let cats old enough to catch their own prey join beneath the Highrock for a Clan meeting!"

Sniffing something weird, I decided to ignore it and pad underneath the Highrock with Dustpaw. "ThunderClan is short on warriors....so we decided to bring an outsider in,"

I glared my way towards a flame-colored tom with emerald green eyes. He had a collar which I narrowed my eyes at. "Psst Dustpaw- he's a kittypet! How could Bluestar let a kittypet into ThunderClan,"

"Look he's a kittypet! Look at his collar!" Yowled Longtail, a young warrior. Others jeered at him, along with me and Dustpaw. I saw Lionheart whisper something to him, but I wasn't bothered to eavesdrop. He was probably telling the kittypet to leave. I snorted. He will never be made into an apprentice, let alone warrior.

Then, the kittypet launched himself at Longtail, biting and scratching. I was as surprised as Longtail. After one moment of the kittypet clawing the pale brown tom, Longtail finally started attacking. He bit the kittypet's collar, and another cat from the crowd yowled, "Look! He's going to lose because of his collar-" Then, the collar snapped in half.

"Stop!" Bluestar called, stepping in between the two, hostile cats. "He has lost his collar in sign that he is right to became an apprentice-" Before Bluestar could finish her sentence, Longtail cut her off.

He snarled. "Lucky to become an apprentice!" Bluestar glared coldly at