"Hey Shiningpaw!" called Whisperpaw. Soft dawn light glowed through the canopy above the Thunderclan camp. Whisperpaw's black and white fur was slick against her small frame and her long tail beckoned Shiningpaw.
"Hi Whisperpaw!" meowed Shiningpaw. "Great day isn't it?" she purred.
"Absolutly," Whisperpaw purred, stroking her tail along her sister's back. "Are you excited?" she asked.
"Am I ever!" mewed Shiningpaw, "I don't think I have ever been this excited!"
"I'm surprised it's even happening for you Shiningpaw, after you almost failed your training," spoke a low voice from behind the two shecats.
"Go and eat fox-dung, Flamepaw," growled Shiningpaw, turning to face the muscular ginger tom. "I don't remember you flying through it either!" she snapped.
Flamepaw winced, his dark green eyes glazing over at the painful words. "I was in the medicine den!" he snapped.
"Yes, because you were too stupid to realize that there was a badger right behind you!" Whisperpaw snapped. "If you hadn't been so mouse-brained then maybe we wouldn't have had to come and rescue you and maybe we would all be warriors now!"
"Easy Whisperpaw, calm down!" meowed Flamepaw, backing away from the bristling she-cat.
"Come on," Shiningpaw urged, "he isn't worth it," she said, nudging her friend away from the smug tom.
"Ugh, toms!" spat Whisperpaw, "I hate them!"
"Oh please, I saw you stroking up against Rainpaw last night!" Shiningpaw mewed.
"That's different," Whisperpaw shot back, but her expression softened. "I love him," she mewed in a small voice.
"AWWWW, I knew it!" cried Shiningpaw.
"Shhhhh!" cried Whisperpaw,"we don't want to announce it until we're warriors."
"Well today is your lucky day isn't it?" asked a soft voice.
Both she-cats turned in alarm. The voice belonged to their mother, Shimmerheart. The she-cat's beautiful, silver face was lit up with pride.
"Hello Shimmerheart," meowed Whisperpaw.
"How are you both today," Shimmerheart purred, her whiskers twitching in amusement as her daughters bounced around her.
"I can't wait, it's going to be so much fun!" cried Shiningpaw, her pale ginger coat glistening in the sunrise.
"Your father and I are so proud of both of you," purred Shimmerheart, licking Whisperpaw's ears.
Suddenly a muscular ginger tom appeared at the top of the high rock. His yellow eyes shone as he addressed his clan. Shiningpaw and Whisperpaw looked up at their father as he scanned the clearing.
"All cats old enough to catch their own prey, join here below the high rock for a clan meeting!" the tom called out in a strong voice, filled with pride and authority.
"Of you go," Shimmerheart nudged her daughters towards her mate.
"I wonder what names Thornstar is going to give us!" whispered Shiningpaw, her ice blue eyes shining.
"I know, me too," answered Whisperpaw, her paws kneading the dirt.
"Come forward, Shiningpaw, Whisperpaw, Flamepaw and Rainpaw," called Thornstar.
Whisperpaw and Rainpaw exchanged a look, and then all four of them turned their attention to their leader.
"Rainpaw!" meowed Thornstar, "Rainpaw, from this moment on you will be known as Rainpelt."
"Whisperpaw!" called Thornstar, "As my daughter I expect great things from you, don not disappoint me. Whisperpaw, from this moment on you shall be known as Whisperbreeze."
"Flamepaw," Thornstar meowed, "I have seen you talents improve over your short life, let me see them grow even more. Flamepaw, from this moment on you shall be known as Flamestrike!"
"Shiningpaw," Thornstar beckoned his daughter over, " As I said to your sister, great things are expected from you, and I know that you can deliver. Shiningpaw, from this moment on you shall be known as Shiningdawn."