**Note: This story will be taken in different POV's for each chapter.**
**Nocturnalflight**
The wind whistled in throughout the forest, the trees dancing and swaying in the breeze. The moon full, a bright silver coin placed in the midnight blue velvet bag. The full moon was special, two apprentices were becoming warriors after long and hard training with their mentors. The leaders silhouette was placed on top of the high rock, shadows of the clan sitting under it with two closer than the rest. Their posture straight and heads held high in pride for what was to come.
Nocturnalpaw, a pure black she-cat who gained her name from refusing to sleep at night as a kit, and even with the lack of sleep she was able to act as all the others did. She hunts at night and loves to move by tree, jumping from limb to limb. No cat expects a cat to pounce out the tree and tackle them to the ground.
"From this day forth, you will be known as Nocturnalflight. May Starclan guide you through this world with ease." Nocturnalflight bowed her head down in respect, the name fit her perfectly! Around her she heard the chanting of her new name, pride flooding through her veins, she never thought she'd make it this far, and he clan accepted her.
Her brother, Bearfang had got his name before hers, a chocolate colored tom who was already becoming one of the biggest cats in the clan, the two shared a tender moment as a congratulations to one another before receiving one from the leader of the clan. They were now dismissed, and one by cats came up and shared a few licks and a 'good job' before returning to their dens.
Blackfur, the deputy of the clan, was the last to greet the new warriors to the clan. Blackfur has a long line of rogues that were once specially bred cats for their large size. He was the largest cat in the forest as of now. He was like thick black shadow that when struck it could be fatal, most cats, even in the clan, feared him.
"Do you think it'd be alright to go hunting?" Nocturnalflight asked, gaining a nod from her superior.
"Why don't we do that silence thing like Duskclan? Where the new warriors sit in silence and watch over the camp?" Bearfang asked, Nocturnalflight rolled her eyes, knowing very well why they no longer did that tradition.
"Well, we live in a place where packs surround us, filled with vicious rogue cats. Over time they learned that full moons normally mean a meeting, or some type of ceremony. At these times rouges use to attack while the new warriors were on the watch. Now.. two cats can't do much when about twenty bound in. Nocturnalflight, be careful and if you see any be sure to warn that rogues are roaming." The deputy explained what had been explained to them when they were kits when the leader explained it to the clan. Of course Bearfang was most likely just chewing on a stick…
Nocternal gave a respectful bow of a head before turning around and bounding across the camp, hearing a few mews calling out to her to be safe. She kept her head low as she tore her way through the bushes and out into the chilling nights blanket. As always she slowed her pace and trotted over to an elder oak, digging her claws into the bark and climbing her way up into the lowest branch.
Like a flying cat she jumped from one limb to another, moving from tree to tree. It was much more fun for this warrior than making noise from the undergrowth of the forest, she also couldn't be attacked from behind as most cats didn't have the guts to climb and jump.
Nocturnalflight had no intention hunting until the end of the night, for the time being she will be doing something many cats think she does when she returns after a night's hunting. She brings back little pray but they've never tried hunting a night when everything is asleep like they should be.
"Hey Lancey!" She shouted, jumping down from the limp with her paws outstretched to meet the silver pelted tom in a rough collision that sent them both tumbling a few feet. Both of their pelts now covered in the loose soil of the borders between the monster way and the packs and twoleg nests.
"Come on Nocturnalpaw, i'm getting too old for this!" Lancey growled deep in his throat and shook the smaller she-cat off of him.
"NocturnalFLIGHT. It's a full moon Lancey!" She squealed, jumping around her friend. "That means Littlepaw should be getting her warrior name as well! We're the same age afterall. My brother is Bearfang now! It's exciting to have all these new names!" In a second she felt the tom's forehead roughly but her into a thick bush.
She placed her belly to the soft ground, her body flat with her tail lowered. Her perked her ears up but kept her mouth shut, Lancey wouldn't force her into a bush for a useless reason. Slowly she ejected her curved claws, her eyes peering through the smallest hole where she could only see paws and legs.
Her body flinched at the sight of another set of paws standing next to Lanceys, a blazing ginger red pelt, thick fur that made the cat look double it's size. Nocturnal knew little about Unbroken besides that they took in abandoned or outcasted cats. She had seen a few of them once but she doesn't remember this fiery pelt. Her heart was racing inside of her chest.
Lancey… Come on Lancey! You're smart, make something up. You were hunting, seeing if a patrol was out. You're a rogue anything will make sense, won't it?
"Well, Lancey, who were you talking to?" Nocturnal flinched in the bushes, it was a she-cat, was it Lanceys mate? She watched the fiery paws ace around his silver ones like a sun and a moon. She didn't know how to help him, if she popped out of the bush the ginger could assume they were talking and tell their leader that Lancey was talking to the enemy.
"Nobody, Chi. I was simply talking to myself, now why are you out here?" Nocturnal couldn't help but smile a bit knowing her friend was going to handle this just fine.
The she-cat didn't answer but instead hissed lowly and walked away, it seemed that pack of rogues had plenty of secrets they would enjoy to keep hidden from everyone. Nocturnal did not care for what Chi's issue was, but as long as Lancey was fine then it didn't really matter.
"Well.. that was certainly something." Nocturnal sighed, pushing herself out of the bush and shaking a few fallen leaves off of her pelt. A bit paranoid her eyes flick across her surrounding to make sure the cat had left.
"I should be getting back with her. Congratulations on becoming a warrior Nocturnal, i'm so proud of you!" Nocturnal purred happily and nuzzled gently into the other neck before they both ran in their separate directions.
Someday… Someday soon we can all run away from this place. A place where it's peace and one clan or pack… somewhere far away. All of us will run to this place, just you wait.