I do not own Warriors. I am not an Erin. But I do own this story. I don't own the original characters (they are the Erin's).
Winged Chapter 2:
Snakepaw sat next to his mentor, impatiently. "Snowbird, where is Emberpaw? Doesn't she want to get back to camp and be a warrior?" The white she-cat purred. "Let her finish, Snakepaw. She wants to catch her last peice of prey as an apprentice." "But can't she hurry?" His tail-tip twitched impatiently Snowbird just purred, and flicked his ear. Snakepaw rolled his eyes and lay impatiently in the grass. He started to claw at the bush next to him. "Stop that," Snowbird warned. He sighed and lay his head on his paws. Heartbeats later, the bushed rattled. Two cats came out. "Welcome back, Toadfoot and Emberpaw." Snakepaw shot up, and hissed his annoyance. "Finally, Emberpaw! We've been waiting ages!" The gray-and-black she-cat purred at her brother. "Well at least I'll bring the Clan back this squirrel and frog!" He knew he couldn't stay mad at her long. "I can bring the squirrel to the elders, if you like." She nodded. "I would appreciate that." Toadfoot stepped in. "I can take it to the elders. You two need to attend your Warrior ceremony!" Emberpaw purred. "Well, go!" Toadfoot hissed at them. They started to run back to camp, were they saw Blackstar at the high-rock. He growled. "...They have finally shown up!" Treeshadow ran at them, and started grooming their fur. "You two are late," she murmured in their ears. "We know, and we're sorry." Emberpaw said. "It was Emberpaw's fault! I had to wait while she caught prey!" Snakepaw accused, quietly. "Hush, Snakepaw. Your sister is a wonderful prey-catcher." She snapped. She led them to their mentors and Blackstar. "Welcome," Blackstar greeted them, half-angrily. He leaped up the high-rock. The ShadowClan cats gathered around quietly, staring at Blackstar. "I, Blackstar, leader of ShadowClan, call upon these apprentices today to make them warriors." Toadfoot and Snowbird watched their apprentices go up the high-rock, proudly. "Emberpaw, step forward." Blackstar commanded. The apprentice obeyed, nervously. "Do you promise to uphold the warrior code and defend this Clan, even at the cost of your life?" She gulped. "I do," she mewed, shakily. "Then, by the powers of StarClan, I give you your warrior name. From this moment on, you shall be known as Embershade." She dipped her head at her leader, and stepped back. "Snakepaw, step forward." He puffed out his chest and did so. "Do you promise to uphold the warrior code and defend this Clan, even at the cost of your life?" He looked his leader in the eye, and shakily mewed, "I do." "Then, by the powers of StarClan, I give you your warrior name. From this moment on, you shall be known as Snakefang." He stepped back, brushing pelts with Embershade. "StarClan honors both of your bravery and loyalty." Treeshadow purred at her kits. "Embershade, Snakefang! Embershade, Snakefang!" The Clan called; Treeshadow loudest of them all. "Snakefang and Embershade shall sit vigil tonight, in honor of our ancestors." Blackstar said before leaping off the high-rock. Treeshadow padded to her kits. "I am proud of you both." "Let's share some fresh-kill before the vigil," mewed Snakefang. The two she-cats agreed, and they all padded to the fresh-kill pile together.
