Author: Oh look we're back on the plot line! YAAAAAAAY! I do not own hetalia or warriors. please enjoy!

(Continues from chapter 6)

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(on Shadow Clan territory)

The countries were being bombarded with questions (actually it was just Germany and Prussia being bombarded, because no one in the right mind would go near Russia). Every time they answered one question, they would get two more, related to the first question or otherwise. Many asked why they had such strange accents; they tried to reply the best they could without giving themselves away. Germany thought that at this point, Italy would be quieter, and was actually starting to miss the annoying little Italian.

"Why are your eyes red?" one asked.

"Because I'm awesome!" Prussia responded.

"That's not a relevant response…" The cat said.

"Your FACE isn't a relevant response!" Prussia retorted. The cat didn't ask him again, mostly because he didn't understand what Prussia meant. Things went ok until Dawnpelt asked Prussia a question.

"Hey new guy, mind if I ask you something?" She asked.

" Of course Clan-mate-that-is-not-as-awesome-as-me, go ahead!" Prussia said.

" Er…Ok…Why do you have a bird on your head? Why don't you just eat it?" Dawnpelt asked. Prussia's mouth hung open and he stared at her in disbelief as if she had just spoken blasphemy.

"HOW DARE YOU EVEN SUGGEST THAT?! I WOULD NEVER LET ANYONE TOUCH GILBIRD!" he yelled Dawnpelt as he grabbed Gillbird from his head (apparently without needing opposable thumbs that are required for grabbing and gripping things) and cradled him protectively away from any of the clan cats. The questions stopped after that.

At that moment, Blackstar jumped up on the high branch and yelled, "All those old enough to catch their own prey, join beneath the high branch for a clan meeting!" All the cats gathered below Blackstar as he spoke again. "We will now begin the naming ceremony." He said, but before he could continue Prussia spoke up.

"Woah, woah, woah, I am not changing my name. How will my enemies fear me if the don't know who I am because I have a different name?" He argued. Several gasps came from the crowd.

Germany glared at his brother and hissed at him, "Bruder! What the hell do you think you are doing?!" Prussia did not respond.

"It is the tradition for clan cats to receive new names!" Black star argued.

"Um, not always." A voice said from the crowd. It was Tawnypelt. "I remember there was an elder who was once a rouge who didn't have his name changed. Remember Bolder?" she said. Blackstar thought for a moment.

"You will let us join Clan, da?" Russia said creepily, sending shivers up several cats spines.

"Very well… you may join the clan without a ceremony. Tomorrow you will begin training to see how good you are at fighting." Blackstar said as he jumped down from the high branch. There were a few protests from the crowd but they were silenced when Balckstar threw them a glare. Germany and Prussia couldn't believe what a lucky break they had.

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(on Wind Clan territory)

"WHAT?!" Everyone besides Italy and Kestrelflight yelled.

"We want to-a join your clan!" Italy restated.

"NO WE DON'T!" Romano said trying to get out of it. The other two countries nodded in agreement.

"Fratello! Austria! Hungary! Please! I'll be so lonely without you guys!" Italy pleaded while giving his biggest puppy dog eyes.

"No wa-" Romano began but was cut off by Hungary.

"Awww! Of course we'll join with you!" She cooed.

"WHAT?!" Austria and Romano said together.

Hungary gave the two a super serious look and said, " We are going to join with Italy! We can't just leave him!" The other two bowed their heads in defeat. Hungary turned towards Onestar and asked, "So, may we join?"

"And can I be a medicine cat? I know lots about herbs!" Italy added.

Onestar thought for a second, "Well…with the drought, we are going to need more warriors to protect our borders, and also because of the drought disease is on the rise so we would need an extra paw helping in the medicine cats den, so I guess you may join." There were a few shouts of protest from the crowd.

"Onestar! You can't honestly let these outsiders join the-" Breezepelt began but was cut off.

"Silence!" Onestar yelled, " Now I will begin the naming ceremony to allow you into the clan."

"WHAT?! No way am I changing my name!" Romano said. Several gasps erupted from the crowd.

"See! The will not fallow our ways! They are unfit to be warriors!" Breezepelt yelled. Heathertail rolled her eyes and hit him on the back of the head.

"Shut up Breezepelt!" she said.

"I'm afraid you must have your name changed if you wish to join this clan." Onestar said.

"I DON'T #$%ING WANT TO JOIN THIS CLAN! THAT #$%& IS MAKING ME!" Romano yelled pointing to Hungary who promptly smacked him over the head.

"Mr. Onestar, sir? May we pleeeaaaase keep our names?" Italy said giving him his huge puppy dog eyes. Onestar tried to stand firm on his statement, but alas, Italy's puppy dog eyes were too powerful for him.

"Oh alright, you may keep your names." He said begrudgingly. More protests were heard from the cowd.

"YAAAAAAAAAY!" Italy exclaimed throwing his forepaws in the air.

"But Onestar!" Breezepelt whined, but was hit in the back of the head again by Heathertail. The four nations did have to take part in ceremonies to be welcomed into the clan, and Italy had to be apart of an apprentice ceremony, but they did get to keep their names. Kestrelflight was happy his new friend would be helping him with herbs, but little did he know just how much of a help he would be to the clans.

To be continued….

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