Thunderpaw and I had been called out to go to the gathering just a few minutes ago, being told to prepare by eating something before we go.
Me? I was anything but prepared, but I don't think I ever will be. The whole thing gets even more nerve-racking every second. How would they react? What will happen? Who would strike first if the battle occurred? When would they strike? Where would I go should I be banished?
Then, I felt a pelt brush up against me. I looked up to see the soothing eyes of Thunderpaw. "It will be okay. And no matter what, I will always be at, and on your side," He reassurred, scooting a mouse over to me.
"Eat."
"Thanks Mom," I replied sarcastically, taking a bite of the mouse. He purred in amusement, looking around to tell the time, if the gathering was really close, or just a couple of minutes.
When I finished the mouse that he gave me, Thunderpaw nudged me, signalling that it was time to leave. With that, we followed the patrol toward the log to go accross the lake.
On that journey, I got really clumsy from my nervousness, which built even higher than before.
At the log, Thunderpaw saw that I probably wouldn't make it without slipping into the lake, so he guided me accross, and we drove into the gathering, where my decision would take place.
During that gathering, I could hardly pay attention to the leaders spoke, just worry about what came after.
And like I spoke of the devil, starry warriors of Starclan, and ghost-like warriors of the Dark Forest rained from the sky, seemingly emerging from nowhere.
The whole gathering gasped at the sight of their ancestors, internally questioning their presence.
"We have come to ask for a decision, and give a warrior's name based on that opinion," the shadowy figure of Tigerstar spoke. I was in shock, they would give me my warrior name too?
"Rainpaw."
Everyone from the spot stared at me expectantly, and I nervously started to stutter. "I-I ummmmm..."
Then I felt Thunderpaw place his paw atop of mine, giving me a sideways smirk to give me confidence.
And it worked.
"What." I said, standing tall.
"State your choice, the dark or the light."
Taking a deep breath, I said my answer.
"Both."
Tigerstar glared at me,"You minus well have chosen neither! But, I did say that I would give you your warrior name, as a plus, I will give Thunderpaw his as well."
He stood atop the highest place at the gathering island and begun to announce," May some look down on, and some look up to, you, Thunderpaw of Shadowclan, have earned your warrior name."
"Do you accept theese standards?"
"I do." Thunderpaw said, stepping forwards.
"You will be now known as Thunderfall, as you have fallen low enough to help this cat," Tigerstar spat.
"You!"
He stared at me now, and if looks could kill, I would be dead.
"Rainpaw of Shadowclan, I must say, you are quite smart, but you started a war."
"You are now known as Rainscar."
I stood confused, why RainSCAR of all names?
"Because of THIS."
Tigerstar jumped from his spot, and lunged at me. Without any time to react, I closed my eyes, awaiting whatever scar I would earn.
But it never happened.
I opened my eyes to see a bleeding heap of fur in front of me.
"THUNDERFALL!"