Disclaimer:

I don't own Warriors. How many times do I have to say that?

Note:

We're getting close to were the three toms that are left in ThunderClan are getting ready to become warriors.
So, I have to ask... Should I continue once the three become warriors? Or should I stop and make another story about their lives as warriors?
I really don't want to stop it... but still, I know that I can't keep them all apprentices forever.
So, I just wanted to know this. Please review, and send in warrior names for Redpaw, Dockpaw, and Pinepaw.
Because if you haven't noticed, I'm not the best at making up names.

Redpaw walked out of the apprentice den, and squinted to try and get used to the light that streamed into his face. He looked around, blinking slightly, until everything was clear. Graystripe was speaking with Bumblepaw, who had thorns and burrs all over his pelt. Blossompaw was eating a mouse, and spotted him. "Hey Redpaw! Come here!" she called.

The ginger apprentice padded over, and looked at the tortoiseshell she-cat. "Hi Blossompaw. What is it?" he asked. Blossompaw finished off her mouse, and then stood up. She was still taller than him, but he was gaining height as well. It didn't help when she was a few moons older than him, but she was almost full grown, and he was still a couple of moons younger. He was a only a little higher than her chin at the moment.

"Guess which three apprentices are becoming warriors?" she mewed, she gave a broad smile.

"Congratulations!" Redpaw purred.

"I was wondering if you... if you knew where Pinepaw was? I wanted to tell him..." she mewed; her fur prickled in embarrassment. Redpaw concealed a laugh. 'Of course she wants to know where he is. She's been looking out and padding after him since we got back from the patrol and the foxes got him.'

"No, sorry. I think he might be on a patrol." he mewed, trying to make it sound like he didn't know why she wanted him.

"You mean the one with Millie?" she asked. "I mean, she's my mother and I know that Firestar's going to make us warriors once she's back and I heard..." she stopped. Her paws were shifting uncomfortably.

"Yeah, I think so." Redpaw nodded, now trying harder than ever not to laugh or giggle. He was even starting to struggle to keep a straight face.

"Oh good!" she mewed. "I'm going to go help Bumblepaw. He got a lot of burrs in his fur, and Graystripe's really angry at him." she mewed, and walked away.

Redpaw went to the fresh-kill pile, and looked through the prey, trying to figure out what to eat. He was about to grab a sparrow when, "All cat old enough to catch their own prey join here beneath Highledge for a Clan meeting!" Redpaw's fur bristled in shock. He sat down, trying to make it look like he wasn't as scared, but he could tell that his fur was still bristling.

"Today we show that ThunderClan is still strong, even though the last few moons have been hard. We are making three new warriors today. Briarpaw, Bumblepaw, and Blossompaw, join me here on Highledge." Firestar continued. Redpaw watched the apprentices run up the rocky ledge until they stood next to Firestar.

"Briarpaw, Bumblepaw, and Briarpaw, do you promise to uphold the warriors code and to protect and defend this Clan, even at the costs of your lives?" he asked, his voice seemed to echo around the hollow.

"I do!" Bumblepaw mewed loudly and proudly. His sisters quickly followed.

"Briarpaw, from this moment on you shall be known as Briarpatch. StarClan honors you strength and swiftness." He looked toward Bumblepaw next.

"Bumblepaw, from this moment on you shall be known as Bumblepelt. StarClan honors you loyalty and hunting abilities." Bumblepelt blinked happily at the ginger leader as he moved on to Blossompaw.

"Blossompaw, from this moment on you shall be known as Blossomfur. StarClan honors you gentleness and courage." Blossomfur smiled proudly.

"Blossomfur! Bumblepelt! Briarpatch! Blossomfur! Bumblepelt! Briarpatch!" the cats in the hollow called eagerly. The three new warriors stood up tall and proud.

"Remember you three, you have to serve vigilance, without speaking until dawn." Firestar mewed. The three looked at him, and nodded. Redpaw looked to the sun, it was nearing sunset. The three bounded off of Highledge once the cheering had died down, and went to serve their vigil.

"Redpaw!" a voice called. He turned and saw Hazeltail padding over to him. "Come on, have you forgotten, we're going on the evening patrol." she mewed.

"Oh yeah!" Redpaw mewed.

"Well then, hurry up, we need to get to the group. They're leaving right now." she mewed, pointing with her tail. Sorreltail and Spiderleg were walking out of the hollow. Hazeltail and Redpaw quickly ran out after them, catching up almost immediately.

The small group walked through the dense forest toward the ShadowClan border. As they walked along, Redpaw looked longingly over the border, to where he remembered where the ShadowClan camp was. Where his sister was.

"It's strange, isn't it?" a voice whispered into her ear. Redpaw jumped, and looked. Spiderleg was looking down at him and smiling.

"Yeah, I can't get over the fact that she's living over there." he whispered.

"It's always strange when somebody leaves the Clan, and goes to live in a different Clan. Most of us know that feeling." he sighed.

"What do you mean?" he mewed.

"Before I was born it happened. We used to be told the story all the time. Did you ever hear that Brambleclaw had a sister?" he asked.

"No."

"Well, he does. Brambleclaw, then called Bramblepaw, had a sister named Tawnypaw. Tawnypaw felt that ThunderClan was blaming her for her father's mistakes. So she went to live in ShadowClan with her father. She's still there you know. Her name is now Tawnypelt. You've probably heard of her now. She was in the group that went on the great journey." Spiderleg smiled.

"Wow." Redpaw whispered.

"Yeah. She's a nice cat. She just had some trouble finding her place. Now she's found her Clan, has a mate, and three kits."

"Who are they?" Redpaw asked.

"I now that one of them is a medicine cat apprentice. Flamepaw. Then there's Tigerpaw, and I think the other one is named Dawnpaw." he mewed, looking down. "Have you ever met them?"

"I think I've heard of Tigerpaw... but no, I don't think I've met them." Redpaw mewed, thinking back to every gathering and patrol.

"You should look for them at the next gathering." he smiled. "Or even Tawnypelt. She's a tortoiseshell, just in case you want to know." Redpaw nodded and smiled.

He looked over the border again, and suddenly saw the ferns rustle. A ShadowClan patrol was coming through. Redpaw gazed over it, a ginger tom and two brown toms had walked out of the bush.

Redpaw looked, hoping for one more cat, but none came.

As the ThunderClan patrol started to walk away, Redpaw heard a cat growl, "Hey, where's the other one?"

Redpaw turned to look, hoping with all his heart. "Shatteredsoul! Get here now!" another cat yowled. Redpaw sighed, that wasn't Wingpaw's name.

"I'm coming! I'm coming!" a cat yowled. The voice was so familiar, so he turned around and looked. A gray cat, with her head bowed low came out of the fern. She had a couple of scars on her, and her front leg seemed stiff.

"Spiderleg." Redpaw chocked, the tall tom turned around and looked at him. "Wingpaw." he said, feeling his throat clenched.

"What?" Spiderleg asked, and looked at the ShadowClan patrol. "You're right Redpaw, but there's nothing we can do, come along now, it's time to go back to camp. She's chosen her own path. I'm sorry."

"You're wrong, she can come back now!" Redpaw cried.

"No, she can't. She's chosen her own life, I'm sorry Redpaw. Now hurry, we're falling behind." The warrior walked forward, and Redpaw followed, not taking his eyes off of his sister, until he could no longer see her.

Yeah, not much happened.

Some cats were made warriors, there's love in the air, and Redpaw misses his sister.