Jayfeather's POV
It has been a few days since the day of the gathering.
"I, Bramblestar, leader of ThunderClan, call upon my warrior ancestors to look down on these three apprentices. They have trained hard to understand the ways of your noble code, and I commend them to you as warriors in their turn. Hollypaw, Fernpaw, Sorrelpaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code and to protect and defend this clan, even at the cost of your lives?"
"I do." Hollypaw said.
"I do." Fernpaw echoed.
"I do." Sorrelpaw echoed.
"Then by the powers of StarClan, I give you your warrior names: Hollypaw, from this moment on, you will be known as Hollytuft. StarClan honors your bravery and your strength, and we welcome you as a full warrior of ThunderClan." Bramblestar put his muzzle on her head as she licked his shoulder, affectionately.
The ritual went on. Fernpaw became Fernsong and Sorrelpaw became Sorrelstripe. The three siblings guarded the camp in vial that night, and all was well in ThunderClan, but how long would that last?
Forrester's POV
Forrester knew that the other clans would be suprised. He also knew that they would be angry and mad, but what he didn't know was that there would be a war. Forrester waited in the camp. It all started when he spotted two patrols at the river. One was probably RiverClan and the other was maybe WindClan. ShadowClan had to be attacking as well.
Jayfeather flicked his ears. "They're here." He said.
There were cats everywhere, surrounding the camp, some of them staring at Forrester.
"How about a deal, Bramblestar. We won't fight in return for the twoleg." The warriors of ThunderClan gasped.
"What are you going to do with the twoleg, Rowanstar?" Bramblestar asked, pretending to know nothing about Forrester.
"That doesn't matter. Just give us the twoleg. We'll give you a little bit of time to think." Some of the senior warriors huddled around Bramblestar.
"Do you think we should give in?"
"I don't think we should."
"Do you want to give the twoleg or fight a useless battle we can't win?"
"Either way, we have to give the twoleg."
Bramblestar was concerned. "I guess so." He said sadly.
Forrester was sad, but he had to do it for the clan.
"We will give you the twoleg." Bramblestar announced.
"Great, let's go twoleg." Rowanstar called, pushing his legs, not knowing that Forrester could understand it.
He sighed and started walking.
Jayfeather's POV (Continued)
Jayfeather was sad that Forrester was gone, as sad as when Hollyleaf left. No! He told himself, but he still had a dark feeling that told him that Forrester would die. Instinct, they called it, so he snuck off to the dirt place and left the camp.