Nightpaw looked around, taking in the cats around her. Blizzardpaw was greeting a seal point tom and a brown she cat, who she recognised as Troutstar, the leader of RiverClan. Emberpaw was talking to the ShadowClan leader, a ginger tabby she cat called Duskstar. Dawnpaw was rubbing muzzles with a tuxedo tom, whilst Ivystar, a blue ticked tabby tom, stood watching. And in front of Nightpaw...
"Breezeflight!" Nightpaw yowled, running up to the dilute calico standing in front of her.
"Nightpaw! It's good to see you," Breezeflight, her mentor and her best friend, purred, rubbing muzzles with her.
Nightpaw stood there for a moment, breathing in her mentor's familiar scent. She pulled away as a cream she cat with light brown patches approached them.
"Featherstar," Nightpaw purred.
The former WindClan leader's eyes were now gleaming with a new energy, and all of the grey hairs on her muzzle had disappeared to be replaced with soft brown fur.
"Words cannot express how proud Breezeflight and I are of you," Featherstar meowed warmly. "You have made WindClan proud, and have carried our Clan's legacy in safe paws."
The leader paused before continuing.
"And that is deserving of a warrior name," Featherstar meowed, twitching her whiskers at Nightpaw's surprised expression.
"Breezeflight, has your apprentice, Nightpaw, learned the skills of a warrior? Do they understand the importance of the warrior code?" Featherstar asked, fixing her green eyes on Breezeflight.
"She has," Breezeflight responded, a mixture of joy and pride gleaming in her eyes.
"I, Featherstar, former leader of WindClan, look down on this apprentice from StarClan. They have trained hard to understand the ways of our noble code, and I commend them as a warrior," Featherstar meowed, her voice steady as she gazed at Nightpaw.
"Nightpaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code and to protect and defend your companions, even at the cost of your life?" Featherstar asked.
"I do," Nightpaw meowed confidently.
"Then with the powers of StarClan, I give you your warrior name. Nightpaw, from this moment on you will be known as Nightstorm. StarClan honors your determination and resilience , and we welcome you as a full warrior," Featherstar finished, stars dancing on her coat.
Featherstar rested her muzzle on top of Nightstorm's head, and the new warrior licked her former leader's shoulder.
"Nightstorm! Nightstorm!" The black she cat looked around and realised all of the cats in the clearing were chanting her new name.
Breezeflight licked her ear. "You have came so far, Nightstorm. Your parents would be proud."
"I wouldn't have been able to do it without you," Nightstorm meowed, touching noses with her mentor.
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Dawnpaw closed her eyes, droplets from the stream falling from her whiskers. When she opened them, she was in the familiar territory of StarClan. She looked around, noticing that all of the previous clan leaders were present with a few other cats. One being the former black and white medicine cat of ThunderClan, Nightfall.
Dawnpaw purred and approached him.
"Hello Dawnpaw," her mentor approached her, touching noses with her. "How are you?"
The brown tabby's heart clenched with a mixture of sadness at all cats that had been lost and joy at seeing her old mentor again.
"I miss everyone," she meowed quietly. "But I've also met some amazing cats."
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Warriors - Burnt Skies
FanfictionA fire. Caused by twolegs. And suddenly Nightpaw's entire life as she knows it has changed. The four clans that had ruled the territories for centuries have been wiped out. Now the future for any sort of clan rests in the paws of four apprentices. T...
