I guess I will have to make up names for Hollypaw and Lionpaw, maybe Jaypaw later. This will be the last chapter for a couple of days, unless I get 11 done today. I am going to a week-long camp without electronics. Sorry it took so long to get this chapter up. Darn Writers block.
"Let all cats old enough to hunt for themselves gather here beneath the Highledge for a Clan meeting!" Firestar called. Echopaw stretched her tired muscles as she heard the call and followed the medicine cats outside. Hollypaw and Lionpaw were waiting eagerly at the foot of the Highledge. She paused as all other cats crowded around to watch the ceremony. Leafpool took her spot next to Brambleclaw, with an angry Jaypaw scowling next to her. Whitewing sat next to her mother and father. Brackenfur sat proudly near his apprentice, while their mother Squirrelflight watched with a raised head. Cinderpelt sat excitedly with her new kits at her paws by the nursery. Sandstorm and Dustpelt sat not much farther from Whitewing. When all the cats had gathered, Echopaw was the only one not in the crowd other then the queens. She sat in front of the medicine den.
"I ask upon my warrior ancestors to look down upon these apprentices. They have trained hard to learn the ways of your noble code, and I commend them to you as warriors in their turn. Lionpaw, do you agree to uphold the warrior code and protect and defend this Clan, even at the cost of your life?" Firestar meowed.
"I do." Lionpaw replied clearly.
"Then by the powers of StarClan I give you your warrior name. Lionpaw, from this moment forward you will be known as Lionfang. StarClan honors your speed and your strength, and we welcome you as a full warrior of ThunderClan. Hollypaw, do you agree to uphold the warrior code and protect and defend this Clan, even at the cost of your life?" Firestar rested his head on Lionfang's shoulder. The newly named warrior licked it in return before the leader to turned to the she-cat.
"I do." Hollypaw replied.
"Then by the powers of StarClan I give you your warrior name. Hollypaw, from this moment forward you will be known as Hollythorn. StarClan honors your strength and your courage, and we welcome you as a full warrior of ThunderClan." Firestar rested his head on Hollythorn's shoulder and she licked it in return. The Clan started chanting the new warriors' names. Echopaw chanted both names once before retreating back to the medicine den and to her nest. From her spot, she could hear the rest of the Clan retreating to their dens. She sighed and closed her eyes.
Echopaw looked around. She was no longer in the ThunderClan medicine den, but in WishClan's. To her relief, her sister came out of the herb storage, closely followed by Gingerleaf.
"Gingerleaf, he is awake!" Cloverpaw mewed excitedly. He? They bounded over and examined the cat Echopaw was seeing through. Gingerleaf told him to stand up, and he did with a bit of struggling. She told him to walk a few steps. He tried, but he fell over after the first. He licked a white paw, one that could belong to almost any WishClan cat. Suddenly, Echopaw's vision changed, and she was staring at the cat she had just been seeing through. She avoided letting out a gasp. It was Hawkpaw. He had many wounds across his visible side, back and face. One of his ears was almost completely gone, and the eye on the same eye was half closed. His whole back leg was wrapped in cobwebs. His muzzle was scared badly.
"When will I be able to train again?" He asked. Cloverpaw shared a glance with Gingerleaf.
"Maybe not for a while. Until that leg heals and you can walk again, you are staying here." Gingerleaf replied. Hawkpaw jumped up, wincing in pain.
"But I was so close to becoming a warrior! Its all AshClan's fault. They are the ones who did this to me!" He growled, shaking his cobweb wrapped leg. Cloverpaw bounded over to support him.
"I know. It was not their right to attack our camp like they did." She comforted. Gingerleaf nodded and helped him sit back down.
Echopaw's vision faded.
She woke up back in the medicine den of ThunderClan. Her own wounds were covered in marigold and cobwebs, and looking at herself, she was reminded of the vision she had just had. She felt damp, realizing it was raining outside.