Chapter 7
"Every cat old enough to kill gather beneath the Rock Ledge!" I yowled. I was quite excited. My kits were becoming apprentices.
Whiteheart purred proudly as the four bundles of fluff scrambled up the rock. "Starkit," I began, "You have reached your sixth moon and you are ready to become an apprentice. Whiteheart, step forward."
"You are one of my most trusted warriors. I trust that you will pass on your loyalty, bravery, and courage to Starpaw."
"Coalkit, you have also reached your sixth moon. Deathclaw, step forward. You are a great and loyal warrior. I trust that you will pass on your trustworthiness to Coalpaw."
"Slicekit, you are six moons old. Silverclaw, step forward. You are a great warrior and expect you to pass on your knowledge to Slicepaw."
I looked down at Clawkit, who was clawing the ground with anticipation. "Clawkit, like your siblings, you have reached your sixth moon. Vixenpelt, step forward. You are expected to pass on you knowledge and bravery to Clawpaw."
Suddenly, before anyone could move, a black she-cat with orange eyes stalked forward.
"My name is Shadow, and I wish to join RevengeClan." She meowed. "My sister Moss needs to be killed. She always got the attention, always got the love, and always boasted!" She snarled.
I nodded. "Shadow, you are now Shadowheart. Make a nest in the warriors den." Then everyone continued their duties.
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As the moons passed, I realized that Lionpaw and Starpaw were getting closer. So were Shadowheart and Deathclaw.
Then came the moon when all the apprentices became warriors. Lionpaw became Lionclaw, Redpaw became Redpelt, Smokepaw became Smokefur, Starpaw became Starheart, Clawpaw became Clawface, Stripepaw became Stripeclaw, and Coalpaw became Coalsnow.
Life in my clan was getting better and better. It was almost time to get revenge on every cat that deserved to die.
Seven moons. When there was no moon, we would take revenge. Then came the news. Shadowheart and Starheart burst out of the medicine den. "We're expecting kits!" They purred to their mates, Lionclaw and Deathclaw.
I smiled. My clan was getting stronger every day. A couple of rouges had joined-Foxpelt, Shredfur, Snowtail, and Poolcloud. Two she-cat. And two toms.
Soon all of the Clans will regret what they have done.
