Brambleflower- Thank you for Ally, Darkness and Molly! Also, I have a dog at my grandmothers named Molly, she's an old Golden Retriver. And with this whole quarentine thing I have alot of time to write chapters, so i'll post alot in one day sometimes.

5-1-20 8:42 AM

The cold night air stung their skin as they walked into camp. After nearly all night of hunting the patrol had barely found anything. And Blankpaw was only able to catch a mere vole which had been making a lot of noise in a leafpile.

As the white cat sat their prey onto the pile pawsteps noisily approched them. "Is this all you could find?" Toadbelly hissed, her tail lashing.

Blankpaw dipped their head. Feeling a strange iching feeling to leap at the murky brown warrior.They could just see the blood dripping down her muzzle, shock filling her usual hateful eyes. It would serve Toadbelly right, for treating them so badly their whole apprenticeship.

Quickly Blankpaw shook their head. The images flashing morbidly in their mind. Tail lashing the white apprentice shoved past their mentor to the safety of their nest. Maybe it was staying up to late, havng to go to bed on an empty stomach.

That's not it. They knew what it was. The strange thing that had been in the abandoned part of the forest. Ever since that day Blankpaw felt anger and rage boiling under their pelt. Something that was usually easy to push away, just like most things they felt.

Sighing the lean tom curled up beside the apprentice's den. Watching as one of the last night patrols padded into camp. It was almost dawn by now, and they spotted Ravenstar leap up onto their den. "All cats old enough to leave the camp, gather before me!"

A Clan meeting? Grumpily getting to their paws Blankpaw padded forward. Already most of the Clan was grouped up, and they noted that some would back away from him. Are you serious? Peeling back their lips into a low snarl Blankpaw lashed their tail.

"Today we are preforming a warrior ceremony," Ravenstar explained, "Blankpaw, please come forward." Surprise flickered through the white tom.

Me? Carefully they raised to their paws. Glancing around at the cats that murmured lowly, some just high enough for them to hear. "I, Ravenstar of SturmClan, call upon my warrior ancestors to look down on this apprentice who has trained hard to understand your code and ways or life." Pausing, he glanced to Toadbelly. "Has Blankpaw learned all they need to know?"

The murky brown tabby nodded. Glaring over at them, but there was a spark of pride in her eyes. "Blankpaw has learned all I can teach." The warrior meowed, flicking an ear before turning her glare to Ravenstar.

Nodding, the black tom looked back down to them. "And do you promise to uphold the code, Blankpaw? To defend the Clan with your life even if you may join StarClan during battle?" There was a challenging tone that the large tom took on. It made their pelt crawl with annoyence.

Keeping a straight face Blankpaw lifted their tail, their gaze even as they answered. "I do," glancing back at Toadbelly they dipped their head slightly. She might've been a rude foxheart, but she did trained them to be a good hunter and fighter.

Ravenstar leaped down from his post. Leaning forward to keep an even glare at the young cat. "Then by the power of StarClan, I give you your warrior name. Blankpaw, from this moment on you will be known as Blankface. We honor your strength and skills that will help us through tough leafbares, and welcome you as a full member of SturmClan."

The tom rested his head atop of Blankface's, who in turn licked his shoulder. The black coated leader quickly pulled back, a glare in his gaze. "You will keep a vigil tonight, but first we are going to do Shatteredpaw's ceremony."

Nodding they padded away from the large tom. Sitting down beside the warriors, their yellow gaze watching Shatteredpaw stumble forward. Ravenstar didn't even care to do the full ceremony, and instead named her off as Shatteredhead.

There was an uncomfortable silence after that. Before Toadbelly stood up, her glare raking the Clan. "Are you all mousebrained? Blankface! Shatteredhead! Cheer you brats!"

"Blankface! Shatteredhead! Blankface! Shatteredhead!" The cheers were uneven, and they spotted alot of cats who gave their sister a worried glance.

Ignoring this Blankface trotted to their former mentor. Blinking greatfully at the murky tabby. "Thank you, Toadbelly." Blankface murmured, twitching their tail.

The she-cat growled, flattening her ears. "Mention it again and you'll be crowfood." Turning away she trotted back to the warriors den. Where her two mates waited, one dipped his head to Blankface.

Sighing they sat down, watching as the cats dispersed off to their duties. Blankface yawned, ears flicking as they padded off to the warriors den. Crawling into the closest nest that didn't have any type of scent.

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The air was freezing when they woke up. Almost a half-moon after their warrior ceremony the Clan still acted like they were a threat. Or at least, still not apart of the Clan. And it wasn't better for Shatteredhead either, after she moved in warriors would comment on bad dreams from seeing her. Saying she didn't belong in the warriors den, or even to be seen in Clanlife.

It pained them deeply to see her reaction to this. Yes, the broken she-cat barely heard anything and was mostly in a daze. But she would sometimes flinch at the harsh words. Wondering off somewhere alone, away from their Clanmates.

Blankface sighed. Chewing on a half-eaten crow that someone had caught earlier that day. It didn't taste the best, but no-one else would eat crow, since they were seemed just as bad as rats. Eating the already dead, or twoleg trash that was or already has rotted.

"Hey," sitting down beside the newly made warrior, Flightpaw growled. Tail trashing against the ground, ears flattened with a heavy sigh.

Blankface paused, pushing the crow towards the apprentice. "Tell me what happened." The white tabby meowed, yellow gaze resting onto the tom.

Over their apprenticeship, Flightpaw was one of the few who would talk with them. Soon enough it became habit to come and share their news or complaints with each other. And Blankface could barely be annoyed by this. It helped to have someome who would listen to them, even if they weren't Clanborn.

Crushing down into bone and feathers, the apprentice grunted. Swipping his toungue over his silver muzzle. "I had hunting patrol all night long. Ravenstar made sure of that, and be put me on all the patrols with strict warriors." Blinking his blue eyes, the tabby tom sighed. A distent look entering his eyes as he frowned.

Licking a paw, they rubbed their face clean. It was a shame that their leader could be so heartless. All the silver tabby had done was try to find his sister, what was so wrong with that? Our leader isn't such a family guy. Blankface glared over at the tom.

They knew that Ravenstar didn't like them either. Naming them something like "Blankpaw" had been because of their lack of 'emotions'. It was something that made them grow a bad relationship with many cats in the Clan at the time. Then, being called Blankface? It was like the large leader was trying to get on their nerves.

"I mean, is it that bad that i'm trying to find my sister?" Flightpaw's voice cracked, pain flickered in the apprentices gaze.

Frowning, they rested their tail onto his back. It was uncomfortable, but Blankface knew that the apprentice needed some kind of reassurance. "What if I help you find her? We'll go on a border patrol tonight and try to find a trail."

The apprentice nodded, his eyes lighting up. "We'll go at sundown." He decided, getting to his paws as the patrol walked towards them, tail flicking for silence.

Blankface felt a glare fall upon them as they walked up. Great. Pushing themself onto their paws, Blankface followed behind them all. Sighing with a frown, glancing at the back of Flightpaw's back.

It would be nice to get out of camp. But there was an churing in their stomach as the white cat sighed inwardly. This was either a horrible idea, or something that could help what Blankface could call their only companion. This better be the right thing!

So I duno if you'd call this a longer chapter. But I do know that it's longer than the past two or three that I've done so far.

Also Blankpaw is now Blankface! Hopefully you all like their warrior name, as of Shatteredhead's too. And sorry to Brambleflower, I kinda made Ravenstar look like a bad-guy between his naming for our little non-binary baby and their sister!

5-3-20 4:16 PM