Disclaimer- I don't own Warriors!
This is just a fictional story that I decided to write about my cat. We found him in a storm at 1 month old, not 6 months though.
Prologue
Hushed impatient silence stretched over the forest as the Clan waited for their leader to begin the ceremony. "I call upon my warrior ancestors to look down upon this kit. He would like to become a warrior of WindClan, but must first become an apprentice. Ravenkit, from this day forth, until you have earned your warrior name, you will be known as Ravenpaw." The proud WindClan leader then turned to face one of the many faithful warriors under his leadership. "Reedwhisker, you will train Ravenpaw. I hope you pass on your wisdom and courage down to Ravenpaw."
Once the two cats touched noses, the Clan erupted in cheers for the new apprentice. When everything settled down, Reedwhisker brought Ravenpaw out of camp for a tour of the territory. It was the first time the black apprentice was allowed outside the confines of camp and he was rearing to go. The energy within the young apprentice made Reedwhisker laugh as they ran across the moors.
The tour soon turned into a game for the two cats and they did not notice the storm until it was upon them, pouring freezing rain from the heavens. The two were in the small piece of territory where there were actually trees when the rain started. The fun flew out of them as quickly as the water soaked their pelts.
"Ravenpaw, we should get back to camp now," Reedwhisker told the other over the pouring rain, but they did not get far until the lightening stuck down.
Seeing lightening was terrifying in its own right from far away, but having it almost hit you, hitting the tree next to you instead, sending the tree falling in a sea of sparks, was terrifying enough to send Ravenpaw blindly running. He could faintly hear Reedwhisker yowling his name, but he couldn't stop running, the evil had taken hold of him.
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Ravenpaw was beyond the point of terrified. He was lost in a strange place during a huge storm, large mountain sized structures surrounded him along with strange creatures on two-legs. Through the pouring rain and thunder, dogs could be heard barking and monsters roaring. The apprentice was soaked to the bone and drained off all energy from his run, he shivered in the long dark shadows of this unknown place.
A sudden calm and peace washed over him as something warm picked him up and carried him out of the rain and noise. The next thing the black cat knew what was happening, he was being dried off by something large, warm, and white. He stared up with bright green eyes at the creature that rescued him; it was one of the two-legged creatures.
The rest of his Clan would have fought or been more frightened by the creature holding him, but he suddenly felt safe as he met eyes with the creature. The creature had the clearest light grey eyes Ravenpaw had ever seen and they calmed him to his very soul.