Honeypaw padded back to camp with Mumblewing, Scorcheye, and Cloverpaw. They had been practicing fighting moves in the training-clearing, and learned a few things. The two sisters bounced next to each other. "I did the move on my first try, we really are amazing apprentices!" Cloverpaw excitedly mewed. She wasn't focusing on the ground in front of her, and slipped on a leaf, rocketing forwards and crashing into Mumblewing. Both of them fell to the ground, Honeypaw and Scorcheye stood staring at them as they scrambled back up. "Watch where you're stepping, Cloverpaw." Scorcheye told his apprentice, his eyes narrowing in irritation. "Yes, I will. Sorry Mumblewing.." Cloverpaw apologized, her tail drooped and her the happiness in her eyes faded.

Beepaw, Foxpaw, Honeypaw, and Cloverpaw all sat in front of the apprentice's den. Honeypaw was gulping down a rabbit half her size, and Foxpaw sat next to her with a blackbird, Cloverpaw on her other side. Honeypaw could just see Beepaw's spotted pelt around her sister, both of them had already finished their prey, and were basking in the warmth of the dusk sunset. Honeypaw saw that Mumblewing and Scorcheye were sharing tongues, a plump rabbit in front of them. Ravenkit and Brindlekit tumbled around outside the nursery, squeaking and mewing happily, while Snowkit sat by Nettleshine, their mother. "Cloverpaw, do you think one of us might have kits one day?" Honeypaw asked her sister, tilting her head. "But if you have kits, you can't be leader! Why would you want kits anyway?" Cloverpaw scoffed, looking at Honeypaw with a teasing expression on her face. "I'm serious, Cloverpaw! Plus, it provides more cats for the clan. Do you want Oakclan to be non-existant?" Honeypaw snapped, rising to her paws and padding inside the den, curling up into her nest and closing her eyes. "Maybe if I keep my big mouth shut, I won't cause people to joke about with me.." Honeypaw mumbled to herself, before sleep drifted over her.