"Silver, I have some cats I would like you to meet." Flame said one morning to the SilverClan leader.
"Rogues?" He asked.
"No, not at all. They are kittypets, and they live with me and our housefolk."
A black tom with amber eyes stepped forward, his eyes shining and full of courage.
"This is Asher. He and I used to live in another home with the same housefolk. He was just a young kit when he joined our home."
"I'm willing to join your clan, and leave my housefolk behind for good."
Silver nodded. "You are free to join us as an apprentice."
"Silver...there's one more cat still here you haven't met yet."
The light gray tom stayed hidden, and Silver saw them shake their head.
"Come on, it's okay." Flame said, "Silver's a great leader of SilverClan. He won't be afraid of you."
Slowly the light gray tom showed himself to Silver. He gasped in shock, but did his best to stay calm as he saw the black scars on his tail tip and his right ear, and the scratch on his nose.
"Oh my StarClan! Who did that to you?"
"No one did. It was the flames and debris."
"What flames?"
"When I was very little during a peaceful morning, I heard the loudest sound that I'll never forget. Then one of the twoleg buildings were on fire. All the twolegs around me kept watching it. I don't know why they did, but then it happened again. Something went into it, and it came from the sky. Eventually, the buildings both came falling down, and pieces of it went everywhere. I got trapped in the flames that were still burning, and something had scratched my nose. After that, I remember trying to get someone to help me. Someone did, but back then I wasn't sure if even I was going to live. That's how I got my name. They named me Phoenix because I had survived."
The light gray tom's tail swished back and forth quickly.
"I can still see them...all the flames are around us and will burn our pelts!" He gasped. He then fell to the ground as their body began to shake. Flame did his best to comfort Phoenix by licking his head gently with his tongue.
"It's okay, Phoenix. There's no flames here. We're all safe."
Phoenix nodded nervously, and closed his eyes.
"He'll be okay. He just needs to relax for a while."
Phoenix nodded in agreement. "He's right. We just need to find her. She'll keep us safe."
"Phoenix, I'm here. That's all that matters now."
Flame spotted a twoleg walking by with something in their paws. He leaped and knocked it out of their paw, and water came out and hit Phoenix's pelt. The twoleg was a bit annoyed, but picked the object up from the ground and walked away.
"The flames...they've put them out."
Flame noddded. "Yes, the fire is over now."
Phoenix blinked a few times and looked at Silver.
"Hello there. What's your name?" Phoenix asked.
"My name is Silver. You have shown great potential to be a warrior just like your friend Flame here."
Asher ran to the tree where a white she-cat had watched everything happen. She appeared to have either fallen asleep or fainted from the shock.
"Redpaw! Yuki needs some poppy seeds!"
Redpaw ran over to Yuki's side, poppy seeds carefully in their paws.
"While he's taking care of her, I think it's time for you all to become part of the clan."
Asher and Phoenix nodded. Silver went to stand in front of the tree and began to speak.
"Let all those who are old enough to chase their prey gather to hear my words."
Within a few heartbeats most of the clan was there to listen. Silver spotted Flame leading Asher and Phoenix towards him.
"These two kittypets who live with twolegs have decided to abandon their soft way of life in exchange for a life in SilverClan. I have decided to accept their request."
He looked at Asher, whose amber eyes were shining brightly with courage once more. "From this day forward, until you receive your warrior name, you will be known as Smokepaw. Your mentor will be Whiskers. I hope Whiskers will pass down all she knows on to you."
He then looked at Phoenix, standing nervously next to the newly named apprentice Smokepaw.
"Phoenix, you have shown bravery and courage during your short time that you have already spent here. From this moment forward, you will be known as Pigeonpaw. Your mentor will be Flame. I hope Flame can help you be the best warrior that you can be."
"Whiskers and Flame, teach your new apprentices well."
Smokepaw and Pigeonpaw touched noses with their new mentors, and the clan called out their new names.
"Smokepaw! Pigeonpaw! Smokepaw! Pigeonpaw!"
"Silverstar, Pigeonpaw wasn't just an apprentice you know. He fought so hard just to stay alive." A voice said afar.
"How do you know Pigeonpaw?" Silverstar asked without looking behind him.
The ginger tom revealed himself. He had the faint scent of smoke and fires on his pelt.
"I rescued him from death, and saved him instead of myself. And StarClan saw how I lost my own life to protect a kit in need, an important part of the warrior code. Though at the time, I was a kittypet, living with housefolk who always had the faint scent of smoke on them from their job. I didn't know it, but I felt like I needed to go there and help. I didn't know my fate, but now I am able to watch him from the stars. Before I died, I told him that I would raise him. But my mate was able to do that without me, along with raising Flame, our only son. But we might be in different skies, because I still haven't seen her."
"It was not the way you planned to die, but one worthy of a warrior." Bluestar said.
"We should return to the story, Silverstar." Angelfur said.
Silverstar nodded. "Of course. Time passed, as it always did. Leaf-fall brought the beginning of cold nights, and Redpaw got his full name as a medicine cat. He was given the name Redstripe, after the stripe on his pelt. And as the weather got colder, Yuki took less and less time to get to our camp every day. When the first snowfall of leaf-bare came, Yuki decided to stay in the camp for the night. She asked me about StarClan and I told her how the stars were the cats from long ago who lived in clans far from our territory. I told her about the clans who lived in the forest and moved to the lake. She and I became close, but she was still loyal to her housefolk, even into her final moments of life. The night was so cold that we could see our breath as the snow was softly falling. Little did I know it would time for me to say goodbye to her."
Author's Note: The name for the ginger tom who saved Pigeonpaw as a kit is Ember. His mate's name is Rose, and she's a fluffy gray she-cat with blue eyes. Both Ember and Rose are the father of Flame, and the foster parents of Pigeonpaw.