The fire-like pelt of a tom was sitting in the middle of a clearing. A pale tom was sitting next to him, joined by many others. A gray she-cat came limping out of a tunnel made of ferns. "Will she be alright?" asked the ginger tom
"I'm not sure Fireheart. It's up to starclan right now on whether she live." replied the she-cat solemnly "But if she lives she will have little chance of being a warrior."
A blue-gray she-cat stepped out of an opening in a big rock.
"Bluestar, I think we should make Brightpaw a warrior so that she will not die as an apprentice, like Swiftpaw." the tom called Fireheart asked doubtfully
" I will preform the ceremony now." replied Blustar. Fireheart followed Bluestar into the medicine den. " I Bluestar, leader of Thunderclan, ask you to look down on this apprentice. She has trained hard and I condemn her as a warrior in turn. Brightpaw, do u promise to uphold the warrior code and protect your clan even at the cost of your life?" Bluestar said hollowly
" I do" answered Brightpaw weakly.
"then by the powers of starclan, I give u your warrior name, from this day forward you shall be known as Lostface."
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Swiftpaw's mistake
RandomEverybody knows how Swiftpaw died and Brightheart's face was mutilated. Was it really the dog pack that Tigerstar brought to Thunderclan? Or did it have more to do with Tigerstar himself? Find out in this Short story!
