Dawnstar padded through the camp entrance, grief tugging at her heart.
She slowly walked towards High Rock, climbed up, and waited for the rest of her clanmates to gather beneath her.
“Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey join beneath High Rock for a clan meeting!”
All around, cats from the battle patrol and the remaining cats from camp slowly walked towards the tabby she-cat.
“Cats of Fireclan, we have won against the Rogues!”
In a yowl of triumph, the clan exploded around Dawnstar. She looked down at Thornpetal, who was staring back at her sadly.
“But, fighting does not come without casualties. Waspheart and Fallenpaw have joined Starclan,” Dawnstar meowed, choking on her son’s name.
Fiercefang looked up at night sky, wondering which stars were his brother and son.
Waspheart’s mother, Frostfall, let out a wail as her mate, Ashfeather, padded over to comfort her. Snowstorm glanced at Nova and padded over to her.
“After I lost Yellowfur to greencough, I was devastated. Fallenpaw’s death was my fault, if only I had made it to him sooner.”
Nova shook her head, still looking at the white she-cat.
“No, you can’t blame yourself for his death. If you do, it will eat at you until you grow insane.”
Snowstorm nodded and looked back up at Dawnstar, tears lining her eyes. Dawnstar looked back down at her clan and continued.
“I do have some good news. Amberpaw and Mistypaw fought hard and well, so I would like to have their warrior ceremony now. Amberpaw, Mistypaw, please step forward."
The surprised apprentices stepped forward, beaming with pride. Dawnstar looked down at her kits, smiling.
If only Fallenpaw lived long enough to become a full medicine cat, I hope Yellowfur chooses a name for him.
“I Dawnstar, leader of Fireclan, call upon my warrior ancestors to look down on these apprentices. They have trained hard to understand the ways of your noble code, and I commend them to you as a warrior in their turn. Amberpaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code and to protect and defend your Clan, even at the cost of your life?”
Amberpaw nodded as she spoke. “I do.”
“Mistypaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code and to protect and defend your Clan, even at the cost of your life?”
“I do,” Mistypaw replied happily.
“Then by the powers of StarClan, I give you your warrior name. Ambermoon, from this moment you will be known as Ambermoon. Mistypaw, from this moment you will be known as Mistyrain. StarClan honors your courage, and we welcome you both as a full warriors of Fireclan.”
“Ambermoon, Mistyrain, Ambermoon, Mistyrain!”
Dawnstar looked at her kits with pride. While she was still grieving Fallenpaw, she was glad that something good came out of this battle.
Snowstorm and Nova began looking around for injured cats.
“If anyone is injured, come to the medicine den!”
Dawnstar jumped off of High Rock and headed towards the medicine den with Thornpetal and Feircefang.
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Dawnstar's Legacy
ActionDawnstar has been the leader of FireClan for a while now. She's chosen a mate, has had three kits with him, and has been living a peaceful life. Life has been great in FireClan, until a growing threat reveals itself that is. Will Dawnstar be able to...
