SCP Warrior Cats

Chapter 5

049 took a few heartbeats before sitting  bolt upright in response to 106's statement. He shook himself off and gave his unkept pelt a few quick licks, attempting to look presentable.
049 stepped tentatively out of his den to approach the grey tom that appeared to be simply staring, it wasn't until 049's foot pads sounded on the camp floor that Jayfeather turned to look at them.
"I assume you have picked dens for your Clan to stay in." Jayfeather meowed upon 049 and 106's approach.
"We have." 106 replied with a curt nod.
"Have you made a queens and apprentices den?" Jayfeather mewed with a tilt of his head.
"N-no," 106 stuttered, obviously not quite sure what either of these things meant.
"Well the apprentices den is where cats that are too young and inexperienced to be warriors. The queens den is where she-cats expecting or caring for kits stay until the kits are old enough to be apprentices.
"Oh, well. 999, 231-7 we need you for a moment." 106 meowed loud enough for the two to have been roused from their sleep and emerged from their shared den. While 999 quickly bounded out and approached them excitedly, 231-7 was slower, the weight of her kits making moving slightly difficult. Once the two were there, 106 caught them up on what would be happening.
"We will be giving the two of you your own dens." 106 mewed.
"What for?" 231-7 inquired.
106 turned to Jayfeather, clearly allowing for him to explain.
"Well, 999 will need his own den so he can be separated from the warriors, partially for his safety in case of a battle, also as an indication of his status. 231-7 will need to stay in her own den so she has a place to be attended to while she expects her kits." Jayfeather answered.
"Alright, so where do you suggest they go?" 106 meowed, his ragged head tilted.
"Somewhere secluded, for 231-7, and anywhere enclosed and warm for 999, like a little warriors den." Jay feather replied.
It took until sun high to find the perfect places for these dens. 231-7 was to sleep in a warm comfortable hollow near the back of the camp, and 999 in a small tangle of brambles, large enough for him, as well as several other cats roughly his size.
049 was happy to see the camp mostly in order, and heard something from Jayfeather.
"And now you must be accepted into the forest by StarClan. You will need a leader ceremony." The grey cat meowed.
"How will I do that?" 106 inquired.
"I will show you tonight. You will simply need to receive your name as leader, and to speak with warriors from the past." Jayfeather replied with a wise air about him, there seemed to be some reverence in his tone, that emanated from him.
"Also, 049, you have a lot to know about herbs and other remedies, so tomorrow I will com to help you with that, but today is about getting TerrorClan recognized as an official Clan." Jayfeather finished, before turning back to 106 to discuss more very important information.
This makeshift Clan was soon to be made official, even while 048 and all of the rest of the group knew little of what to make of it.