A/N: Ok, I got 2 reviews, but close enough. Thanks to Leafpool's Loyalty for the kits' names...
"What happens if you eat on a hunting mission and don't bring back prey?" a tawny-colored she-cat, Littlepaw, meowed.
"You sleep in the prison den," Candy replied.
"Is the prison den uncomfortable?" Whitepaw asked.
Candy sighed. "Yes. It's usually filled with little or no moss, and dull sticks."
"That sounds unfair," Morningpaw decided. "Why would anyone want to force someone to sleep there?"
"It's the prision den. It's supposed to be uncomfortable. And the only catst that sleep there are cats that break the rules," Candy meowed, trying to sound patient.
Weedpaw padded up with a rabbit, two voles, and a bird in his jaws. "There," he meowed, dropping it onto the fresh prey pile. Candy sighed again. Why couldn't the other cats understand things like Weedpaw? They were driving her insane! It had been two moons, almost three, since she had started training the Clan cats. Littlepaw, Whitepaw, and Morningpaw weren't adapting as well as Weedpaw, but they were doing alright. At least that's what Thunderstar believed.
"All cats old enough to be sentenced to the prison den, please gather beneath Tall Stone for a Tribe meeting!" yowled Smoke, shattering Candy's specualations. She padded towards Tall Stone.
"Three Clan apprentices have come to know our ways and are ready to become Clan warriors," Thunderstar mewoed. "Snowpaw, Eaglepaw, Weedpaw, come forwards."
The three apprentices stepped forwards.
"Do you three apprentices promise, from this day forth, to uphold and defend the duties of being both a warrior and a full-fledged cat of the Tribe of Swirling Mist?" Thunderstar asked.
"We do," the three young cats chorused.
"Then I call upon StarClan to look down on these three cats before you. Are they worthy of the name "warrior"?" Thunderstar meowed.
Three small clouds moved away slowly from the sun.
"Since these apprentices have changing names, their warrior names will be Snowfur, Eaglewing, and Weedfoot. Welcome to the Tribe of Swirling Mist."
Excited yowls drowned out Thunderstar's next words. "Quiet!" he finally shrieked. The Tribe quieted down.
"Snowfur, your first mission is to train Nickel, who now is becoming an apprentice." Turning to Nickel, he said, "Nickel, do you promise to train hard to learn the ways of the Tribe of Swirling Mist?"
The young cat nodded firmly.
"Right then." Thunderstar flicked his tail and Nickel moved over by Snowfur.
"Eaglewing, your first mission is to watch the camp alone tonight. Weedfoot, your first mission is to assist Candy in training the new apprentices."
Candy barely surpressed a yowl of happiness. As the meeting broke up, she ran to him. He entwined his tail with hers, obviously just as happy as she was.
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"Kits?" Candy asked. "I'm going to have kits?"
"Yes," Blue Jay answered. "You certainly are. It's time you joined the queens. Are they Weedfoot's?"
Candy nodded happily. She'd always wanted kits.
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"Let's see...we'll call that black she-cat Crow that Flies with Clouds, and the grey she-cat can be Feather that Blows in the Storm," Weedfoot meowed.
"The black tom can be Stone," Candy purred. "And the brown tom should be Chocolate."
"But what about the other two?" Weedfoot purred. "Changing names?"
"Yes, that would be nice," Candy meowed.
"Alright then, how about Pinekit for the brown and white tom and Sagekit for the ginger she-cat?" he suggested.
"Okay," Candy meowed. "And that last one...the tiny little silver and brown she-cat over in the corner...she should be called Larkkit."
"Perfect," Weedfoot purred. "Perfect."
A/N: Who do you think is will be the main character? My next chapter is from her/his point of view, so what is your guess? R&R!