The next morning, NightClan woke up to see Nightstar, Tiger and Russet sitting vigil beside their deceased father. Their eyes were clouded with grief, and they looked exhausted. Nightstar staggered up onto the Nightrock, and she didn’t need to call to signal her Clan to gather.
“I have received my nine lives, and my full name. I am now Nightstar.” Nightstar announced. The Clan yowled their approval. “StarClan has also approved of my deputy, Midnight.” She nodded at Midnight. “Silver is now a full medicine cat with her full name: Silverleaf. StarClan has granted Silverleaf her full name, and will be teaching her about herbs every half-moon.” The Clan chanted Nightstar and Silverleaf’s names. "When the time comes, she will pick an apprentice to learn the medicine cat's ways so there will be a new medicine cat."
“Midnight, organize the patrols. I expect every cat to be back by sunhigh, as I will name each cat as a Clan cat. This meeting is over.” Nightstar leapt off and padded over to the nursery, where her kits were still sleeping soundly.
Nightstar herded her kits gently towards her belly with her tail, so they can feed when they wake and she fell asleep, exhausted.
When Nightstar woke up, her kits were gone. She heard their excited squeaks as they played outside. Nightstar stretched and quickly groomed her pelt. It was sunhigh, as she can make out from the leaves and trees.
She felt better, but she is hungry. There is a few pieces of prey on the fresh-kill pile. Her brothers are already up, sharing a rabbit. Nightstar gobbled down a plump vole, and cleaned her whiskers.
Nightstar saw Midnight arriving into camp, leading a patrol carrying prey in their jaws. Nightstar padded over to Midnight. “Is every cat back?” She asked.
Midnight put down her prey on the fresh-kill pile, and scanned the camp. “Yes, every cat is here.”
Nightstar nodded. “Thank you, Midnight.” This will be the last time she called Midnight by her name in conversation. Nightstar leapt onto the Nightrock, and summoned the Clan. Silverleaf told her kits to be quiet and to listen to their mother. Scratch also came out, and sat close to the Nightrock.
“Today I will give every cat their full Clan names, starting with Midnight.” Nightstar mewed. Nightstar jumped down, and met Midnight on the base of the rock.
“Midnight, you are a worthy and loyal deputy. StarClan has approved of you. From now on, you will not be known as Midnight. You will be known as Blackcloud. StarClan honors your loyalty and your leadership, and you will serve alongside me. ” StarClan had shown Nightstar what to do during the ceremony.
Nightstar placed her muzzle on Blackcloud’s head, and told her in her ear to lick her shoulder. Blackcloud did so.
The rest of the Clan cheered Blackcloud’s name while she stepped aside. “Scratch,” Nightstar called. Her mate padded over to her, and she felt like she was going to burst of pride. “We honor your courage, your loyalty and your skills. From now on, you will be known as Darkpelt.” She rested her muzzle on Darkpelt’s head, and he licked her shoulder, like Blackcloud has done.
She continued on with the ceremonies, giving Russet the name of Russetfang, Fox the name of Foxclaw, Leopard the name of Leopardheart, Tiger the name of Tigerstripe, Sky the name of Skyflower, Smoky the name of Smokepelt, Muddy the name of Mudfur, Mossy the name of Mosswing, Lily the name of Lilycloud, Breeze the name of Breezetail, Flower the name of Flowerstem and Oliver the name of Rushtail.
Nightstar then mewed. “There are three kits in the nursery, and they need Clan names too.” She gazed proudly at her kits. “Misty.” Misty bounded over to Nightstar, excited.
“Misty, from now on you will be known as Mistykit until you have earned your apprentice name when you are six moons old.” Nightstar rested her muzzle gently on Mistykit’s head, and Mistykit eagerly licked her mother’s shoulder.
“I’m Mistykit!” Mistykit squealed. The Clan purred while cheering Mistykit’s name.
Nightstar named Daisy Daisykit, and called for Spots.
“Spots, from now on, you will be named as Spottedkit until you have reached your sixth moon.” Nightstar rested her muzzle on Spottedkit’s head, and she licked Nightstar’s shoulder, trembling with excitement and pride.
As Spottedkit and Whitekit bounded over to join their littermates, Nightstar yowled. “I have named every single one of you. I hope StarClan approves of my choices, and that they will bless you. I trust that you will all be loyal members of NightClan. When my kits have reached their six moons, they will be apprentices, and I will appoint suitable mentors for them, to train them to become warriors, or a medicine cat if one of them wishes. Usually, new warriors have to sit vigil for their Clan, but since you are all warriors already, you won’t have to sit vigil. When Mistykit, Spottedkit and Daisykit becomes warriors, they will start the tradition. Until then, we have to practice battle moves and hunt for the Clan, in preparation of a possible fight with the rogues.”
The Clan cheered and Nightstar gazed proudly at her Clan. “NightClan is still small, but we will be stronger, with new warriors every season. NightClan!"
"NightClan! NightClan!"
(A/N: these chapters are a bit boring, it will get better soon I promise.)
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NightClan's Threat
FanfictionNightClan, a Clan that prefers to live in the dark, was created by rogues who StarClan had spoken to. However just as they became warriors, other cats threaten to take away their newly-found territory and break NightClan up.
