Chapter 11

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BlazeClan

I realize that someone is calling my name and open my eyes.

"Finally! You're about to be made a warrior!" Streakpelt, the deputy, tells me. I scramble upright and shake the moss out of my fur.

"Oh!" I exclaim, and get to work grooming my fur.

"I'm proud of you." he tells me, rasping his tongue over my ear. I gaze up at him, my father, my deputy.

"I'm proud of you, too." I tell him. Featherstar yowl ripples through the clearing, and I go stand beneath Highrock.

I ponder every word, but forget every one except my name by the time it's over.

"Hollyflower! Hollyflower!" My friends, my family call. I shiver with pride. It's a beautiful name, I think. I wonder what my sunlit warrior will think.

I wonder if I'll see him at the Gathering. I'm in love with just the thought. I sit down in the middle of the clearing as the sun slips below the ground. I watch as the clan slowly goes to their dens and Silverpelt appears.

I sit, watching the sky and imaging the nearly full moon a deep blue. I sit, starstruck and madly in love with some cat I barely know, that I hope I will get to know soon.

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