-thinking of a (tit)le-

Chapter 1

"SwiftClan, attack!"

Sparrowkit charged out of the nursery with an apprentice dashing after him. They burst into the elders' den. Sparrowkit flung himself at one of the elders while the apprentice watched him, his eyes sparkling in amusement. "Take that, IvyClan flea-bag!" Sparrowkit growled.

The elder purred. "Oh no! Please don't hurt me!"
Sparrowkit wagged his tail. "Do you promise to never hunt on SwiftClan's territory ever again?"

"I promise." The elder rasped. "Now get off. My old bones can't take it any longer."

Sparrowkit hopped off. "I was really brave, right, Cypressfall?" He squeaked.

Cypressfall chuckled and nudged the kit away with her paw. "You were. Go on, before your mother scolds you!"

Sparrowkit waddled out of the den with the apprentice. "What should we play now, Foxpaw?"

Foxpaw narrowed his eyes, thinking. "Hrmm, let's play Warriors! I'll be Foxstar, and you be Sparrowcall!"

Sparrowcall, Sparrowkit thought dreamily, what an excellent name!

"Come on, Sparrowcall!" Foxpaw meowed. "Let's go see if we can hide a toad in Sharppaw's nest!"

"Yes, Foxstar!" Sparrowkit chirped and followed him outside of the camp.
"Woah there, buddy." Foxpaw blocked Sparrowkit's way. "You're not allowed out of the camp until another two moons!" He glanced back. "Hey, how about you guard the entrance so no one will come and attack the camp?"

Sparrowkit's eyes shone. "Okay!" He stood by the entrance and stood as tall as he could. "Nobody is gonna attack the camp. Not on Sparrowcall's watch!"

Foxpaw purred. "That's the spirit!" He raced out of the camp.
Sparrowkit fluffed up his fur when Sharppaw arrived. "Hey, Sparrowkit! Whatcha doing?"

"I'm guarding the camp!" He squeaked. "I'm making sure nobody attacks us!"

Sharppaw's whiskers twitched. "Cool! Have you seen Foxpaw anywhere?"

Sparrowkit blinked. He can't snitch on Foxpaw. "Uhh,,, I think he's in the dirtplace."

"Oh, thanks, Sparrowkit!" She trotted away. A few moments later, Foxpaw arrived with a flailing toad in his jaws.

"I got one!" Foxpaw flicked his bushy tail, beckoning Sparrowkit to follow him. Foxpaw put the toad in Sharppaw's nest and buried it in moss. "We did it, Sparrowcall!" Foxpaw declared.

"There you are, Foxpaw!" Sharppaw barged into the den. "I was gonna tell you that I'm going to the Gathering tonight, and you're not!"

Foxpaw scowled, then looked down at Sparrowkit. Foxpaw winked and turned back to Sharppaw. "Then you'll need plenty of rest, Sharppaw. I'll get you some prey."

Sharppaw seemed surprised at Foxpaw's good behavior. "Oh... Okay." While Sharppaw went to go curl up in her nest, Foxpaw and Sparrowkit bolted out of the den to go hide in the nursery. Outside, they heard a terrified shriek. "FOXPAW!!"

Sparrowkit and Foxpaw began to giggle uncontrollably.

"I'M TELLING LIZARDSTAR!"

Foxpaw lashed his tail. "She wouldn't do it."
After a few heartbeats, Lizardstar walked into the nursery with Sharppaw.

"She did it." Sparrowkit whispered.

"Foxpaw, why did you put a frog in Sharppaw's nest?" Lizardstar demanded.

Foxpaw opened his mouth to reply. "I..... don't know, actually. We just thought it would be fun."

"FUN?!" Sharppaw spat. "I have frog germs in my nest!"