Spottedleaf's Apprentice

What if Spottedleaf had an apprentice? Would Firepaw love her instead of Spottedleaf? What would Sandpaw feel? Jealous?

"Hey Cloverpaw! Can I have some mouse bile for Yellowfang's tick?" Firepaw mewed. "Of course Firepaw. Be right there" Cloverpaw replied. She came back with a ball of moss dipped in mouse bile. The stench made her gag. "Here you go" she meowed as she dropped the ball at Firepaw's feet.