"Then from this moment on, you will be known as Owltalon. Starclan honours your friendship and bravery, and we welcome you as a full warrior of Squirrelclan".
"Owltalon, Owltalon, Owltalon!"
Cloverstar could hear the loud cheering of cats for their clanmate, as he became a warrior. Harespring, Owltalon's mentor, was not amongst those who cheered, but held his head high and his gaze gave away his pride.
Cloverstar was so heavy with kits that she only left her den when performing ceremonies and making important decisions. The rest of the time, she spent in her den closely guarded by Rowanscar, her mate. Nowadays, he barely left her side in case the kits came. It would be any day now. Today was one of the days of which she was allowed to leave her den for some air, because Owlpaw, now Owltalon, had finally completed his training and became a warrior to be proud of. Her thoughts were put to the back of her head when Rowanscar gently nosed her forward to her den. She stifled a hiss, she loves Rowanclaw, but he was too protective. Instead, she let out a purr and thrusted her muzzle against his. He would be a good father.
As she entered her den, she felt a slight movement in her belly and grunted when it continued stronger each time.
"Are you okay?" Rowanscar meowed, he had followed her in. She appreciated it. "Do you want me to fetch you anything? Do you think the kits are coming? Do you want me to get Moonshine?"
Cloverstar struggled to answer his flurry of questions. She did not want to bother Moonshine, not yet. She was Rowanscar's sister and her trusted medicine cat.
"No, I'm fine, thank you."
She stopped to admire her mate. To her, he was the best warrior in the clan. Instead of wrecking Rowanscar's face, his scar reminded her of his courage and loyalty, and brightened his dark sapphire blue eyes. He had gotten his scar as an apprentice, when he was out on a border patrol with his mentor, Mouse-ear. They had found and attacked a badger that had strayed from Windclan's territory into theirs and sent it fleeing to the moor. When Mouse-ear had fallen unconscious due to a hard blow to the head from the badger, Rowanscar had defeated it single pawed and and earned his warrior name.
She settled into her nest that was freshly lined with feathers, and saw that one of the apprentices had brought her a shrew. She ate it in swift famished bites and turned to curl up and sleep. As she settled in, she felt Rownscar shift beside her and lay down next to her, purring quietly, and rasping his rough tongue gently over her ears. The calming rhythm was the last thing she felt as she gently fell asleep.
"Cloverstar, it is almost time, and I just wanted to say that I am proud of you" the familiar scent forced Cloverstar's eyes open. She was dreaming. Her warrior ancestors had come to her. She recognized the Starclan cat who had spoke at once.
"Olivewhisker!" She meowed "You're here!" She wanted to sqeal like a kit. Olivewhisker was her mother, and had died when a monster hit her when she strayed onto the thunderpath while chasing a squirrel. She hadn't seen her since her leadership ceremony at the moonpool, and she missed her dearly.
"I am so proud of you" Olivewhisker repeated. "And I miss you".
"I miss you too".
"You are awaking, so I shall leave now, but I will never be far away". Olivewhisker meowed, and touched noses with her daughter. Cloverstar saw her shape blurring, and winced as her stomache tightened, and woke up suddenly. She was having her kits!