Moonpaw jolted awake and stood in her nest, trembling. She slipped out before Jayfeather or Hollypaw could wake and slunk out of camp. She glanced around and slinked into the forest, stopping at a small clearing. She paced around, thinking about Hollyleaf's offer. No! My sister wants to be a medicine cat and I'm going to be a warrior! But I have a strong connection to StarClan and what? The Dark Forest? No! My father nor mother never went there… well, father did but he found out the trick and left. No, she didn't mean the Dark Forest… but what else is there?

The compacted white she-cat sat down and wrapped her tail around her paws with a sigh. And how would it be safer if I become a medicine… Anger washed through her and she snarled silently. She thinks a mute can't become a warrior! I'll show her, I'll show them all! Moonpaw smirked and opened her jaws, hoping that she could speak anyway… but nothing came out.

She shook her head and stood, limping back into camp and into the medicine cat den. I'll show them… I'm going to be the best warrior there is!

xXx

Yawning, Moonpaw blinked open her eyes and stretched; her muscles tight and stiff. She limped out of the den, eyes narrowed as she gazed around camp. Emberpaw bounded over, grinning and meowed, "Moonpaw, you're alive! And you took down an adder all by yourself!" Slight envy laced his voice and Moonpaw grinned at him, pushing the conversation with Hollyleaf from her mind. "Bramblestar says we can become warriors soon!"

Moonpaw straightened, grinning widely. Yes! Finally, we're going to be warriors! Emberpaw smiled and nodded toward Bramblestar's den. "He's talking to our mentors at the moment. I'm going to see the elders though, Graystripe promised to finish the story when he and Firestar brought WindClan back to the forest!" Moonpaw nodded and watched her brother bound into the elders' den.

She limped toward a secluded part of camp and sat down, wrapping her tail around her paws. The compacted white she-cat watched as Foxleap and Berrynose padded out of Bramblestar's den… but Brightheart didn't follow them. Where is she… oh… Moonpaw glanced over to the right and saw her mentor sharing tongues with Cloudtail. I'm not… Bramblestar's holding back my ceremony… I shouldn't have gone after that adder.

Bramblestar padded out of his den and yowled, "All cats old enough to catch their own prey join here under the Highledge for a Clan meeting!" Cats swarmed over toward the Highledge and sat down, some nodding to Emberpaw and Smokepaw who sat in front, looking up, fur sleek and shining. "Smokepaw and Emberpaw, please step forward.

The golden, gray tabby striped tom and the golden tabby tom padded forward and looked up a Bramblestar. The leader leaped down and stood in front of the apprentices. "I, Bramblestar, leader of ThunderClan, 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 warriors in their turn. Emberpaw, Smokepaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code and to protect and defend your Clan, even at the cost of your life?"

"I do," they voiced.

"Then by the powers of StarClan, I give you your warrior names. Emberpaw, from this moment on you will be known as Emberblaze. StarClan honors your determination and courage, and we welcome you as a full warrior of ThunderClan. Smokepaw, from this moment on you will be known as Smokestrike. StarClan honors your fighting skill and strength, and we welcome you as full warriors of ThunderClan."

Bramblestar rested his muzzle on Emberblaze's head and the warrior licked his shoulder. The leader then moved to Smokestrike and rested his muzzle on his head, Smokestripe licking his shoulder.

Before the Clan could start chanting, the ThunderClan leader yowled, "We have another apprentice to be named a warrior! Moonpaw, please come up."

Moonpaw blinked, startled. She stood and limped up to the front, deep dark green eyes wide in surprise. Before Bramblestar could begin, someone yowled, "There's no room for a mute warrior, Bramblestar!" This caused an outbreak of murmurs of agreement and disagreement.

The she-cat flattened her ears, unsheathed her claws, and bared her teeth, fur rising on the nape of her neck. Before Bramblestar could react, Emberblaze snarled, "She deserves to be a warrior more then Smokestrike and me!"

The Clan stayed silent and Spiderleg pushed through. "How?!" He snarled.

"She killed an adder, even though she could've died. She fought ShadowClan before getting help because she didn't want them to attack the camp! She tried to save her brother and she treated every cat equally." Emberblaze snapped and Moonpaw ducked her head, embarrassed.

Smokestrike meowed calmly, "Emberblaze is correct, she deserves to be made a warrior." Moonpaw glanced at him, frowning slightly. What is he planning?

Spiderleg hissed and backed down. Bramblestar meowed coolly, "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 in return. Moonpaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code and to protect and defend you Clan, even at the cost of your life?"

Moonpaw nodded and looked back at him.

"Then by the powers of StarClan, I give you your warrior name. Moonpaw, from this moment on you will be known as Moonfeather. StarClan honors your spirit and bravery, and we welcome you as a full warrior of ThunderClan." He rested his muzzle on Moonfeather's head and she licked his shoulder, backing away.

"Emberblaze, Smokestrike, and Moonfeather!" The Clan chanted, some cats forcing out Moonfeather's name but she didn't care. She was a warrior now.

Squirrelflight padded up to them and meowed, "Now go start your vigil. Someone will get you at dawn when it is over. Make sure to stay silent."

They nodded and Smokestrike padded over toward the camp entrance, head and tail held high. Moonfeather rolled her eyes and sat down once outside of camp, pricking her ears and watching carefully, on full alert. She nodded to Jayfeather and Hollypaw who padded out of camp and toward the Moonpool.

xXx

When dawn finally came around, Moonfeather kept slumping toward the side and jolting awake, shuddering every one and awhile from the sharp cold. How much longer? She wondered and yawned, glancing at her brothers, seeing they were struggling to stay awake as well. Brightheart padded toward them and meowed, "Your vigil is over. There are three new nests for you." She turned and padded back into the warriors' den.

Smokestrike stood and stiffly walked after the warrior, probably to get a better nest. Moonfeather rolled her eyes and stood stiffly, the bite site aching from the bitter air slightly and she limped into the warriors' den, followed by Emberblaze. She curled up in a nest on the edge of the sleeping warriors, yawning. Her brother lied down next to fell asleep, snoring. Moonfeather smirked and closed her eyes, falling asleep.

xXx

Around sunhigh, Moonfeather blinked opened her eyes, yawned, and stretched. She stood and quickly groomed the moss out of her pelt before padding around Emberblaze and out of the den. She spotted Smokestrike pad into camp with Spiderleg, Cloudtail, and Whitewing, all four warriors carrying little to no prey. Moonfeather sighed and shook her head. Leafbare is coming and prey is already becoming scarce… not only that, Dovewing is expecting Bumblestripe's kits!

The announcement was made on the day of the adder attack, so, Moonfeather only found that out by Bumblestripe bragging about it. She blinked and shook her head, though that didn't work. That couldn't keep the image from flashing through her mind. But what does it mean? She wondered and padded toward the medicine cat den, were she ran into Hollypaw. "Moonfeather!" Her sister meowed happily. "I got my medicine cat name last night! I'm not Hollypool!"

The compacted white she-cat smiled and nuzzled her sister before padding into the medicine cat den where Jayfeather was sorting through herbs. Jayfeather… I need help.

"What do you need help with, Moonfeather?" He asked, once again his tone was soft and kind.

Last night, I had a vision of… well; it was a blue jay feather in shape of a moon. Do you know what it means?

The medicine cat froze and lied, "No I don't. Sorry, Moonfeather."

The warrior narrowed her deep dark green eyes and shrugged, padding out of his den. How odd…

Squiort: Don't you dare kill Hollyleaf! And it's kind of obvious that Moonfeather isn't going to chance positions.

Warriors and Anime Lover: Cool! :3

The Gone Angel: Too late! xD …Yeah, I think you might be the only one that's happy that Falconflight died… well, other than me. Moonfeather falling in love with another cat… that is unsure if she'll get a mate but I can't say why Hollyleaf told her it would be safer. Think about it, she was the only cat who saw Dawnpelt almost kill her brother right-then-and-there and what Jayfeather told Bramblestar.

Should Moonfeather ever get a mate?