A/N: Please review. PLEASE. Otherwise I really have no motivation. NONE. AT. ALL. And I just feel really gloomy and not write for six months or something. So PLEASE. And um… Create-a-cat please I sorta need a lot of cats for Hawkclan and Blazeclan, and maybe a couple for Lightclan and Greenclan, and I need a band of rogues. Please no Mary-Sues because I once created a really Mary-Sue-ish character and wanted to vomit from looking at the profile. A bit of background if you feel like it Thank you in advance

Shadepaw's POV

"I call upon my warrior ancestors to look upon these apprentices. They have trained hard to understand the ways of your noble code, and I commend them as warriors to you in their turn. Darkpaw, Palepaw, Shadepaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code and to protect and defend your clan, even at the cost of your life?" Greenstar mewed, her voice full of warmth. It was true, Greenstar could be cold, but she was only like that to her enemies. She loved each and every one of her clanmates, from the oldest elder to the youngest kit.

"I do" Darkpaw and Palepaw mewed together.

"I do" Shadepaw kept her voice strong and confident, and she saw her leader and mentor's eyes glow with pride.

"Then by the powers of StarClan, I give you your warrior names. Darkpaw, from this moment onwards, you shall be known as Darkshadow. StarClan honours your speed and cunning. Palepaw, from this moment onwards, you shall be known as Palefeather. StarClan honours your warmth and your hunting skills. Shadepaw, from this moment onwards, you shall be known as Shadepath. StarClan honours your intelligence and loyalty. We welcome you as new warriors of GreenClan."

"Darkshadow! Palefeather! Shadepath!" Her clanmates chanted in unison. Shadepaw, no Shadepath, brimmed with pride.

Greenstar leapt from the Highrock and touched her muzzle to each of the new warrior's heads. They licked her shoulder respectfully in return.

As her Clanmates crowded around the newly named warriors to give congratulations, Shadepath noticed her siblings at the cornew of the clearing, looking thoroughly put off. Probably because I received my name before them, she thought, a smug grin working itself onto her face.

At least her parents were proud of her. Lionscar had a proud expression on his face, though he resisted coming forward. Graypool covered her daughter in frantic licks, her eyes gleaming.

Soon enough though, the crowd had worn away, giving Shadepath some time to think, as she prepared for her vigil.

Shadepath, she mused. How fitting. She had truly gone down a shaded path. Not a dark path, as she was not necessarily evil, but still a shaded one. She had taken three of Featherstar's lives. Suddenly, she felt like retching. She had killed another warrior, a leader! But another part of her, one that she had carefully trained and nurtured, pushed the treacherous thought out of reach.

"Uh, Shadepath?" Darkshadow nudged her. She jolted from her thoughts and looked up, blinking in confusion. "It's time for our vigil." He explained. She nodded and rose to join him and his sister and the camp entrance.

As the moon rose over the camp, Shadepath's mind once again began to wander. The gathering was on the next day, she realised, as she observed the almost full shape of the celestial being. She would be going. As a warrior. As an apprentice, she had always shied away from the other cats at the Gathering. Perhaps now, as a warrior, she should start to mingle. She had heard useful information from eavesdropping on conversations, which she relayed to Greenstar, but she would hear so much more if she was the one prodding and poking for information. Anyways, she was interested to see who LightClan's new leader was. And the deputy.

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Shadepath rushed across the fallen log, unusually eager to get into the clearing. Her first Gathering as a full warrior of GreenClan! She raced into Fourtrees, her Clanmates surrounding her. As they settled down, they split up into groups to find friends of different Clans. Not unexpectedly, LightClan gave them a wide berth, earning curious glances from the other Clans. She spotted young warriors from BlazeClan and HawkClan clustered in a group at the side of the hollow. She padded over to them.

A few mewed greetings to her as she approached, finding an empty spot in the circle and sitting down.

"My name's Bluesong of BlazeClan, and these are Slyfoot and Brightwing of HawkClan." A blue-gray she-cat mewed in a friendly tone, pointing her tail at a stone gray tom and a pure white she-cat. "You? GreenClan, right?"

"Yeah," she heard herself answering, "My name is Shadepath"

"Cool name." The tom, Slyfoot, said appraisingly.

She flushed under her fur. This tom was indeed very handsome, and had a cunning demeanor about him, and he could see why he was named so.

"Yeah. I-uh-I think so too" she stammered, hating herself more and more.

"So, what's LightClan's problem with you guys?" Brightwing asked, her gaze darting around the hissing LightClan cats.

Just then, a yowl from the Great Rock sounded. Blazestar yowled, "Cats of all Clans, welcome to the Gathering! I shall start. We have two new warriors, Bluesong and Mousestep!" Cats cheered, and Bluesong looked just about ready to burst from bost pride and embarrassment, licking her chest fur self-consciously. "BlazeClan is doing well, and the prey is running. This is a plentiful Greenleaf. That is all." The huge ginger tom concluded.

Hawkstar stepped up next. "We too have a new warrior, Brightwing." He paused for a while for the cheers to die down. "We too are blessed with full bellies this moon"

Greenstar stepped up next.

"We have had not just one, or even two, but three new warriors. Shadepath, Darkshadow, and Palefeather have just recently earned their warrior names." Shadepath felt another burst if pride as every Clan other than LightClan cheered. We also have had two new apprentices. Bluepaw and Whitepaw are not present tonight. StarClan has also been kind to us, given our recent surplus of territory." Greenstar was taunting LightClan, she realised, and the other Clans were whispering, obviously confused over Greenstar's words.

The other Clans seemed to only just have noticed that the cat on the Great Rock was not Featherstar, or even Tigerstrike, but instead Sootstreak. "Sootstreak? Why are you the one here?" Hawkstar demanded, his eyes narrowed.

Sootstreak met his gaze levelly. "We have had an outbreak of Greencough," Why, the coward! "And both Featherstar and Tigerstrike are dead."

"Greencough? In Greenleaf?", Blazestar cut in, not buying the story.

"A loner carried it into our territory. Anyways, I have travelled to the Moonstone and received my nine lives. I am now Sootstar. My new deputy is Snowfire."

Just as Greenstar predicted, Shadepath thought.

Well, what do you guys think? What do you think Shadepath is really like, and what she will become? What do you think Greenstar will do next?

Please drop me a review, I really want to know how I can better this story, and I also don't like putting in wasted efforts. So if you have any queries, or feedback, even unusually harsh feedback, please don't hesitate to type out a review.

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