LAST PART(last time I tried to do this it came out in code)
While Needlepaw is gone to the moonstone:
Snowypaw gazed at the point where Needlepaw had disappeared for a while before padding over to Greenmist, who was sending out a dusk patrol.
"Lilyclaw, Springleaf, Wintergreen (it's a plant), Marshclaw, Rockfoot, and
Honeypaw, you can go on dusk patrol." She was saying.
" Can I join?" Snowypaw asked.
Greenmist looked at her hesitantly before replying, " I suppose you can go if you want to, Wintergreen will be leading."
About mid-way through the patrol, Wintergreen gazed at the clouds pointedly, " It looks like a storm is coming, and judging by the thickness of the following, it's going the be a big one."
A few cats let out annoyed comments, while Snowypaw teasingly protested to Honeypaw that storms were wonderful, but when it started to snow, most cats began to mutter curses.
" Well, this is a sudden change of weather." Snowypaw commented, as just this morning she had been picking still-green herbs.
" I know," Wintergreen said, " It looks like it might be a blizzard. Cats, I think maybe we should head back to camp. It looks like Needlepaw and Snowypaw's work might be if deeper use than we thought."
"A blizzard! At this time of year?" Marshclaw exclaimed, echoing Snowypaw's thoughts.
" That's bad. Early leaf-bare means less prey to eat." Springleaf (Spring like the water source) said in a worried tone.
"Shouldn't we be hunting then?" Rockfoot added.
" Greenmist is already on a hunting patrol, we should be fine for a while, but, I agree with you, if the blizzard comes we will need more prey." Wintergreen's determined words echoed through the forest as the cats went to work.
By the time Snowypaw was called back to the patrol, dawn was already nearing, and the snow was starting to blur out all of her senses.
"We should head back to camp." Wintergreen's words were whisked away by the wind. " We have enough prey and I am not risking any cat being sick because of this weather."
The cats bounded pack to camp through the whistling wind and once Wintergreen made sure that her whole patrol was back, Snowypaw shook her fur and padded into the apprentices' den, noting that although it was dark inside, Needlepaw really had made a good job.
Honeypaw, Mossypaw, Violetpaw, and Ivaw were already in the den when she padded in and lay down in her moss nest. They greeted her before going back to debating animately about whether the storm would become a blizzard or not. At this, a sort of paranoia invaded Snowypaw at the thought of Needlepaw being stuck in a blizzard, When the snow failed to cease, only getting stronger at every moment, an authoritative voice broke through the cats' sleep.
"Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather hear beneath high-ledge for a clan meeting," Pebblestar called. Many cats with bushe-up fur padded into the clearing, but Snowypaw noted that Goldenbranch, Morningdew, and their kits remained inside the den. Her gaze slowly turned towards the end of the clearing and she let out a startled purr at this sight of her littermate. Needlepaw was standing at the edge of the clearing, looking like a snowy monster, but otherwise safe.
" Cats of Shadowclan, it has come to my attention that this storm has turned into a blizzard. With Needlepaw and Dustwhisker back, I would like to ask that every cat remain in the camp, and preferably in their den." Pebblestar yowled before adding, " Meeting dis-
Snowypaw and three other cats did not hear the end of that sentence as they were suddenly hit by a wall of snow plunging down from tall pine tree at the edge of camp. The wind was knocked out of her, and she heard many cats gasp before she was completely covered.
Needlepaw at the Moonstone:
Needlepaw looked at the clouds hurriedly before bouncing off to join her mentor. He was waiting at the entrance, mothermouth, Needlepaw recalled the name.
"Follow me." Dustwhisker ordered.
Needlepaw nodded and plunged into the darkness, leaving the ominous clouds behind. She unconsciously counted the path, one left turn, three right turns, left again, and right, followed by two lefts, and- Needlepaw suddenly felt a cool breeze ruffling her fur.
"Is there an opening here?" She asked.
" This is the moonstone cave," Dustwhisker answered, "I just hope these clouds clear up."
And they did clear up, and at that moment, the moonstone blazed to life, just for one moment, and that moment was all it took before the raging storm crashed overhead, one tiny moment where Needlepaw's indifferent mask faded.
Two days later:
"Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather here beneath high-ledge for a clan meeting!" Pebblestar called from the top of the towering rock.
This is it, my ceremony! Snowypaw thought. It was a sunny day, the snow from the blizzard that had caught her, Wintergreen, Milkdust, and Sootfoot off guard the last time there was a gathering having mostly faded, leaving only good-natured laughing at the incident
" We all know that with leaf-bare comes harsh conditions. We also know that with the making of new warriors comes a new knowledge of the thriving of our clan! Needlepaw, Snowypaw, step forward. I, Pebblestar, leader of Shadowclan, call upon my warrior ancestors to look down on these apprentices. They have trained hard to understand the ways of your noble code, and I commend them to you as warr iors in their turn. Needlepaw, Snowypaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code and protect and defend your clan, even at the cost of your life?"
" I do," Snowypaw stated clearly.
"I do," a rare trace of emotion was held in Needlepaw's voice.
"Needlepaw, from this moment on you shall be known as Needlefall. Star clan honours your intelligence and skills, and welcomes you as a full warrior of Shadowclan.
By that point, Snowypaw had to force herself to pay attention, blood rushing in her ears in anticipation.
"Snowypaw, from this moment on you shall be known as Snowyhollow. Star clan honours your bravery and knowledge, and welcomes you as a full warrior of Shadowclan. Snowypaw, no- Snowyhollow slowly padded up to Pebblestar and licked her shoulder.
"Needlefall! Snowyhollow! Needlefall! Snowyhollow! Needlefall! Snowyhollow!"
Well... I know that the ending was almost too happy, but these stories probably won't all be this happy. Please review. I accept requests and constructive criticism.