Original Warriors Fanfiction Series! (ALL IN ONE BOOK)

Chapter 8

Sandpaw stared at Goldpaw. She was mesmerized by his calmness. Fallkit had just gotten another nosebleed. Goldpaw decided he didn't enjoy have Sandpaw around. He was maybe, a little, jealous about how much attention she was getting. Not only from Leafheart but also the entire clan and the other medicine cats. For example, when a cat entered the medicine cat den they were like, "Hi Sandpaw! How's a going? What have you learned so far?" Then they would turn to see Goldpaw and say "Hello Goldpaw." This is what happened that morning. Fallkit got a nosebleed. Sun brought him in and said those exact words. He had been very insulted, he tried to say calm to show Sun and Sandpaw he was mature. It was difficult but he did it. Leafheart entered the room and snapped Goldpaw out of his thinking. She asked him to go collect herbs with her. He quickly told Sandpaw to keep the leaf in Fallkit's nose then ran up to Leafheart. They started out of camp, Goldpaw glanced at his mentor every once and a while. She didn't look at her until they got near the clearing.
"I didn't ask you to come for a walk to collect herbs, I wanted to talk to you alone." Started Leafheart. Goldpaw gazed at her. Did she know about his jealousy?
"I know having Sandpaw is hard since you're not getting a lot of attention so I thought about a solution."
"You don't need to Leafheart, I'm fine." Goldpaw lied, he didn't want her to feel bad for him.
"Of course I do. I know this may not help as much but it is all I could think of. Plus, I've already told Foxstar. I am going to give you your name." She said.
"When?" Goldpaw perked up. He liked having the idea of getting his full name.
"Next time we go to the Moonpool." She answered. Goldpaw was surprised.
"How did Treefall get his name not at the Moonpool?" He questioned.
"You can do it the way Greenpelt did if you must. Though Starclan prefers and it's a medicine cat tradition, that we do it at the Moonpool." She replied. Goldpaw wondered about RiverClan. Was Greenpelt going to die soon? His mind raced to the worst possible situations. He decided to put these thoughts off, while he did some battle training with Leafheart. On the way back to camp, Leafheart told Goldpaw about her vision. She described the snowy paw prints and a leaf falling on her nose. A fresh leaf, one that represented life. She said she thought a she-cat would soon come, she would be expecting kits.
"I think this cat has already come." Goldpaw said. He figured who this mysterious cat was in seconds.
"What? Who?" Leafheart was confused.
"The cat is Snow!"