Merry Christmas! I hope you like this special short Christmas story, if you don't like the songs, you don't have to read them. Just skip over it'll be like it never happened. Enjoy!
Prologue
(Your apprentice name here) Looked around the glistening camp. Tonight was the night of the first full moon of Leaf-bare, where all four clans share news and prey. Like a giant gathering with the whole Clan.
(Your apprentice name here) looked and saw Lightningkit. The pale tom was frowning. Beside him was Lilypaw, the pretty tortoiseshell's fur gleamed, probably for the Leaf-bare Celebration.
Whitewhisker, an old white tom, poked his pale nose out of the elders' den.
"Hello, young cats!" the tom smiled and stepped out into the camp. "I bet you're excited for the Leaf-bare Celebration."
Bouncekit squealed and toppled into Whiskerface.
"Mrroww!" The elder exclaimed. "Watch yourself."
"Well I think it's stupid." Lightningkit mumbled. Lilypaw looked shocked at the kit and Whiskerface stopped tussling with Bouncekit to see Lightningkit.
"And why do you dislike it?"
"It's just dumb!" Lightningkit blurted. "With the whole Clan out of camp, one of the other Clans can invade!"
(Your apprentice name here) looked shocked and realized he had a point. The whole Clan would be out of camp, but they didn't know about other Clans. Who can trust ShadowClan? Whiskerface straightened out and had a menacing glare at Lightningkit.
"If you had your way, it would be a dark time little kit." Whiskerface meowed gently, "There would be bloodshed and hatred."
"Prove it!" Lightningkit snapped.
"Let me tell you a story about my grandmother, who once loathed the Leaf-bare celebration too. Her name was Snowfall…