AN/ I meant to do this last chapter, but Branch ran around in my brain and killed everything not related to him.

Pearlfeather and Acornflight: I love those names! I shall most definitely be using some of them.

Pumpkinfur: Oh no! How could I have forgotten Mousefur and Hollyleaf?! I've put them in.


For the first time since she had returned to Thunderclan, Spottedpaw felt like she was in unfamiliar territory.

Warrior training was hard. You were either gathering moss from some Starclan-forsaken corner of the territory and carrying it back with sore claws, hunting prey you ultimately had to hand over to someone else, or sparring with your den mates until you were all panting and sore.

Still, it was probably one of the most fun things she had ever done.

Being a medicine cat had been interesting, and it gave you a sense of fulfillment knowing your clan mates would always depend on you. But it was never really fun.

At the moment Cloudtail was standing with her telling her about the training they would be doing soon, but he was interrupted when Bramble star yowled from the High ledge.

"Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather beneath the Highledge!"

Everyone gathered around and got settled.

When all was quiet, Bramblestar began. "I, Bramblestar, leader of Thunderclan, call upon my warrior ancestors to look down on this apprentice. She has trained hard to understand the ways of your noble code, and I commend her to you as a warrior in her turn."

"Seedpaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code and to protect and defend your Clan, even at the cost of your life?"

Seedpaw mewed firmly, "I do."

"Then by the powers of StarClan, I give you your warrior name. Seedpaw, from this moment you will be known as Seeddapple. StarClan honors your cleverness and fighting skill, and we welcome you as a full warrior of Thunderclan.

The clan chanted her new name, and Spottedpaw thought about what it meant. Warrior names normally had more to them than it seemed, but this one was fairly straight forward: Dapple for her dappled pelt.

After the ceremony, Cloudtail led her out to the Sky Oak.

"Seeddaple was honored for her cleverness and fighting skill, two very important skills for warriors to possess. To demonstrate both, we are going to do a different kind of exercise. I am going to turn tail and hide my muzzle in this bush, and stay there for a few moments. In that time I want you to get into a position to ambush me when I come back out. Starting now."

As soon as he couldn't see, she looked around, forming an idea. She crept on feather light paws towards the sky oak and began climbing. She eventually reached a suitable branch and crouched silently . Soon, Cloudtail emerged.

He sniffed around, finding her scent. As soon as he caught on, she leaped on him from above.

He flattened to the ground, and she was caught off guard.

Surely I wasn't that heavy? She tought.

Her moment of inattention was her downfall, he surged off, throwing her off.

As she rolled away he leaped and pinned her down. She batted at him with her paws, sighing.

"You can get off of me. I know what I did wrong, I lost focus. Can we try again?" she asked hopefully.

He purred. "We can't do it again; I'd know what you were doing. That was a good, idea, it's a method we occasionally use it in battles. But, you have to be fully committed to it or they'll throw you off like I did. Also, it's not the best tactic for a smaller cat. It would be better for you to hide then leap out and aim at me form many different angles. We can try that."

They practiced some more, then went back to camp. She treated herself to a vole, her favorite prey.

"Mind if I join you?" Asked Snowpaw.

She blinked at him, surprised by his question. "Sure, Snowpaw."

He sat down next to her with a sparrow and started eating. She did the same, happy to have something to distract her from the awkward silence.

When he had finished, Snowpaw asked "So, what kind of training did you do today? Bumblestripe said we might all train together tomorrow."

She quickly swallowed her last mouthful, nearly choking. "We are? That's great. Today we did battle training."

"That sounds fun! All I did was hunt for that scrawny little mouse over there!" Amberpaw announced, striding over to join them. Dewpaw and Stripepaw were behindher, having a heated debate on weater or the worst warior names.

"Dirtface!" Said Dewpaw.

"Fishyheart!" Protested Stripepaw.

"Deathsoul?" Amberpaw suggested.

Soon all the apprentices were having a heated battle about the worst warrior names they could come up with. Amberpaw won with Uglydeath.


AN/ I put my idea of how these characters look on my profile. Scroll all the way down to the bottom and click the links:3