My head was buzzing with excitement. You could say I had bees in my brain, and that would be true, but
wouldn't have listened. Today was the day that all apprentices look forward to, yes today was the day that
I was to be named a warrior. Blueshine, Blueheart? None of these seemed fitting, yet I couldn't dwell on
the petty things such as my name, I decided to be of some use to the clan by getting out of bed and doing
something other than bat at the nonexistent butterflies in my stomach. I crawled out from under the bush
where the apprentices made their den, so long ago. I stretched in the weak rays of the sun and surveyed
the Thunderclan camp. All of it seemed calm, yet I couldn't shake the feeling of looming dread, the feeling
that one would get before a storm, why, I asked myself, why must you have these thoughts, surely
Bramblestar wouldn't give you a horrid name as Bluekitty or Bluerat, would he? After all, I did say I
couldn't dwell on my name. But I knew exactly why I felt such a feeling. It happened when I was still a kit,
I was the biggest and oldest of my two brothers and the only thing I loved more than them was our
mother.
"Settle down, settle down,"my mother, Birdwing, purred to us,"I'm going to tell you something special to
you, something that you must always keep in mind, your names." I was already yawning. Names? That
didn't seem too special. Birdwing must have sensed my disinterest and said,"Bluekit, did you know that I
have named you after one of the most honorable leaders of Thunderclan, Bluestar?" I stopped at this. I
knew from the elder's stories that Bluestar had leaped off the edge of a cliff with a hoard of dogs at her
heels to save the clan. Did that mean I had to do something big for the clan, did I have to live up to the
name of Bluestar? She also must have sensed my discomfort and reassured me,"The only task you must
do to live up to your name is to serve your clan well and keep them safe."
I don't remember much of my mother or my brothers, but after the bout of white cough took them, I only
felt pain, pain that I would never see them again, and pain of what my mother's last words were,
"Remember, your name is very important,"she rasped,"Even if it pains Firestar every time he sees you,
he will soon find that you are worthy of such a name." Then she heaved her last breath and died. Even if it
pains Firestar every time he sees you? How much did she know that I didn't? Even as I mourned her
death, I couldn't stop thinking of what she said. Not too much time later, the battle against the Dark
Forest came and I never forgot the ringing of cats' yowls echoing through the trees. The greatest shock
was Firestar's death. Not of the fact that he was dead, but the fact that I was happy became frightening.
He wouldn't suffer the pain of seeing his old mentor, leader, and friend anymore, if he was happy, then I
was happy.
But why, you may ask, why am I scared if it is Bramblclaw naming me, and not Firestar. But, it is clear to
me. I have always seen the way he looks at me, talks to me, and listens to me. It is as if I looked into his
eyes, I saw a fiery cat standing before me, but I will never admit that I was scared, instead I'd say I was
proud of my name and although I did end with the name Bluefur the exact same name that Bluestar had
received, I will never doubt or resent the name my humble mother gave to me.
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Okay, I know the ending was rushed and you probably could tell that I did this in one night, but this is my first fanfic, okay? Even if you did stumble upon this on accident, please review and I'll hoot to you later. Bye!
