"Cloudpaw, Ravenpaw, and Patchpaw, step forward."
Sharptalon was sitting with Echostrike and Needlepaw, watching as Gorsestar was about to make three apprentices into warriors.
"WindClan hardly ever has apprentices," Needlepaw commented, licking her paw.
Sharptalon twitched his whiskers.
"I was Patchpaw's mentor, so I can inform that she is ready to become a warrior. She passed her assessment nicely," Gorsestar purred. "Eaglefeather, are you sure that Cloudpaw is ready to become a warrior?" He asked.
"Yes, he is ready," Eaglefeather meowed, dipping his head.
"Larkwing, is Ravenpaw ready to become a warrior?" Gorestar asked.
"Yes, he is very much ready," Larkwing answered, dipping her head.
Gorsestar turned to Patchpaw, Cloudpaw, and Ravenpaw, his eyes shimmering with pride. "I, Gorsestar, leader of WindClan, 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 warriors in their turn."
Patchpaw's tail lifted in excitement.
"Patchpaw, Cloudpaw, and Ravenpaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code and to protect and defend your Clan, even at the cost of your lives?" Gorsestar asked them.
"I do," Patchpaw purred.
"I do," Cloudpaw meowed, puffing out his chest.
"I do," Ravenpaw meowed, lifting his chin.
"Then by the powers of StarClan, I give you your warrior names. Patchpaw, from this moment on you will be known as Patchshade. StarClan honors your courage and loyalty, and we welcome you as a full warrior of WindClan," Gorsestar meowed proudly.
Patchshade leaned forward and licked his shoulder, purring.
As the new warrior stepped back, Gorsestar turned to Cloudpaw. "Cloudpaw, from this moment on you will be known as Clouddust. StarClan honors your quick-thinking and skill, and we welcome you as a full warrior of WindClan," Gorsestar meowed.
Clouddust leaned forward proudly, licking his leader's shoulder.
Gorsestar finally turned to Ravenpaw. "Ravenpaw, from this moment on you will be known as Ravenstorm. StarClan honors your skill and kindness, and we welcome you as a full warrior of WindClan."
Ravenstorm leaned forward to lick Gorsestar's shoulder, his fur rippling.
"Patchshade! Clouddust! Ravenstorm!" The Clan cheered.
Sharptalon saw Windflower and Slightfoot rush forward, greeting their kits with excited purrs.
Needlepaw sighed beside him. "I wonder when we get to go home," she puffed.
"I guess when Echostrike is feeling better," Sharptalon murmured. This morning, the she-cat had been complaining of a head-ache and had been claiming that she'd felt dizzy.
"Don't forget to sit vigil tonight," Slightfoot reminded his kits.
Ravenstorm blinked at him. "But why? Sitting vigil isn't very important."
Sharptalon was surprised. This tom seemed to be against vigils.
Slightfoot bristled. "It's for guarding the Clan at night to protect your Clanmates. You're telling me that that isn't important to you?" He growled, lashing his tail.
"I'm sure he meant something else," Windflower soothed. "I can tell that you're tired, Ravenstorm. Get something to eat and then rest." She padded past him, brushing her tail along his flank.
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Warriors: Sharptalon's Mist
Fanfiction.:SEQUEL TO ASHFUR'S INSANITY:. Sharpkit is born to Fluffypelt and is sweet and loving, but once his sister starts to bully him, his father joins in. Sharpkit is upset, but overcome with anger and plans to take revenge. As an apprentice, he trains i...
