Okay, another TorrentClan challenge so soon. Enjoy fellow hoomans.
"I say these words before StarClan. Bramblepaw's new name shall now be known as Bramblespot, in honor of her awareness to the injures our Clanmates may have bared before they got worse." Milkfur announced at Highstones, her grey and white tabby fur glowing from the light of the Moonstone.
"Bramblespot! Bramblespot! Bramblespot!" The other medicine cats by the Moonstone chanted Bramblespot's new name. Bramblespot? I mean, it's not bad. But its not that good either. The black-spotted she-cat touched her nose on the stone, soon falling asleep beside it. Bramblespot woke up in StarClan's grounds, seeing a black and white she-cat waiting there impatiently.
"Good job making the ranks of a named medicine cat, Bramblespot." The she-cat acknowledged. "Although you decided to sleep too late though, so I won't be here long."
"Wait, Echosnout? Why are you visiting me?" The white she-cat demanded.
"To congratulate you, of course!" Echosnout purred. "Although, my name is much better than yours." Was she making fun of me? Bramblespot wondered. But Echosnout is a good name in general. Bramblespot's... okay. Echosnout faded from Bramblespot's sight before the young medicine cat knew it, causing Bramblespot to wake up. Milkfur was the only one in Mothermouth, Bramblespot guessed she was waiting for her apprentice to wake up.
"Oh, there you are! Come on, we're heading back home."
"But you don't have spiky fur!" Volekit and Crookedkit were in the medicine cat den, chatting to Bramblespot.
"But I have spots." Bramblespot retorted.
"But we live near water. Dumb ThunderClan has plenty of brambles." Crookedkit meowed. Every kit has to ask me about my name, why does it suddenly stand out from anyone else's name?
"How about you take..." Bramblespot looked around her den for a stone for the kits to play with. "This. Pretend this is Sunningrocks." Volekit and Crookedkit got the stone and played outside the medicine cat den, acting as if they were fighting over the real Sunningrocks."
"I'm going to be RiverClan!" Volekit screeched.
"No, I'm going to be RiverClan!" Crookedkit contridicted. The two were wrestling over who will be what, while Echomist came into the den, chuckling.
"Kits will be kits, huh?" Echomist purred. "They're always curious."
"Yes they are. But what can I do for you?" Bramblespt was organizing her herb store.
"Do you think you want your name changed?" Bramblespot froze.
"Why... why would you think that?" The black spotted and white she-cat asked, flustered.
"No, it's okay if you don't want to answer me!" Echomist left the den in a hurry, Volekit and Crookedkit following her to the nursery. Why, why out of all things would she ask me that? The medicine cat wondered. Whatever, I'm a good medicine cat now and that's that. No one can say otherwise.
"Echosnout. I liked my name." Bramblespot hissed. "You messed with my head and made me rethink it!" Echosnout bristled, it was clear she was fading, judging by the way Bramblespot can see StarClan kits right through her black fur.
"Relax!" Echosnout spat. "You were still a good medicine cat! Why does your name bother you now?" The old medicine cat's gaze burned right through Bramblespot's fur. "What do you really think about your name?" Echosnout meowed in a low voice. Bramblespot sighed and slowly scanned the StarClan territory. She turned her starry gaze back to the tuxedo.
"It could be better. But I earned my rank and my legacy; no cat can doubt that. I may be bothered about how my name is, but what's done is done and I see no reason to change that." The white she-cat turned around and padded away. Echosnout smirked.
"You've grown up. And you know where your priorities lie." Echosnout walked through the starry reeds, finally satisfied.
Welp, kind of short but if I'm being honest, Brambleberry's really underrated in my opinion and canon cats... well, I was given choices. And I made said choices.