How Whitewing REALLY Got Her Warrior Name

PoX's Note: Yes, Pen Name change, but the reason will be in my profile. It's a good reason too. A quick update this is, but we're so close to getting past the Gem Alchemist! We've got 112 reviews, she's got 125. Although when she updates, I've got to update, or else she'll get more than me. After all, she's got her fans too, as I've got mine. But now, the dark side shall rise and we'll win! Muahaha!

Yes, this is Whitewing today as says at the top, and the winners are offered their prize:

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3rd place: xXEaglewingXx – Whitewing bronze trophy!

MyrtleFalls – COOKIE!

Queen Of The Pens – COOKIE!

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Thanks to all those who reviewed for me to get past 100 reviews! I'd also like to thank the 100th reviewer, XxPieInYaFacexX! You get a free Skywatcher gold trophy and a plushie as well as a cookie jar full of cookies! Now, shall we move on?

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Whitepaw entered the forest alone, wondering what to do. After all, she wasn't assigned to do anything, and her mentor was sick.

Bummer, she thought. Today I'm going to do nothing.

It was about half a moon before she could be a warrior, and Whitepaw couldn't wait!

Suddenly the scent of a bird was nearby. Whitepaw swirled around – slowly – and saw a white bird perched on a fence.

A dove! She thought. Something at last!

Without thinking she leaped at the dove. It squawked, frightened, and suddenly spoke.

"You will be cursed for killing me!" it spat.

Whitepaw wasn't surprised. She wasn't even thinking when she hissed back, "Says who?" and she gave it the death blow.

But not before it added, "Wings you shall grow, feline!"

The ThunderClan apprentice snorted. "Cats don't fly! If we had wings we'd be dancing with joy!"

Then it was dead after a few struggles and flying feathers.

Whitepaw returned to camp, the dove clamped firmly in her jaws. She was very proud of what she had caught.

On her way to camp, Whitepaw felt a tingling sensation on her back and soon it felt a bit painful.

It's probably a tick or something, she thought. I'll ignore it until I get back to camp.

As she squeezed through the tunnel, she found it quite hard to. Her back wouldn't let her move! There was definitely something on her back.

But she still managed to make it out of the tunnel, but only to meet astonished eyes.

"W-what?" Whitepaw stammered. She felt really awkward.

"Y-y-y-your b-b-b-b-back..." Dustpelt whispered, paralysed with shock.

"It's grown...wings," Ferncloud added, her voice barely audible.

Now the poor ThunderClan apprentice was really terrified. Was the dove's words really true?

Only then was she shocked that a bird could speak.

Quickly, she twisted her head around.

It was true.

She really had grown wings.

"AAAAAAAAHHHHH!" Whitepaw screeched, her fur rising, making her look twice her normal size.

Sandstorm flattened her ears, trying to keep out the noise. "SHUT UP, WHITEPAW!" she yowled. "SCREAMING WON'T HELP!"

"BUT YOU'RE SCREAMING TOO, SANDSTORM!" Brackenfur meowed loudly over the noise.

"SAME TO YOU!" Sandstorm flashed back.

"W-W-W-W-WINGS!" Whitepaw went on howling, still in hysteria about the fact that she had wings as the dove had predicted, cursing her.

"HOLD IT!"

Firestar's yowl rang across camp. Whitepaw stopped screeching and started to sniff.

"What are we to do..." Squirrelflight meowed, glancing sympathetically at the small apprentice.

I don't need your pity, Whitepaw thought sourly, because it won't help take off these wretched wings!

"Leave her be," Ashfur mewed. "She wants her peace and quiet."

"OK..." Squirrelflight moved over to another spot.

"What happened?" Firestar demanded to Whitepaw once all the cats were settled.

"A d-dove cursed me..." Whitepaw explained miserably. "A-and...it told me...that I was to...grow wings..."

"A dove told you?" Sorreltail's eyes widened.

Whitepaw nodded. "I...I pounced on the bird and before I killed it the dove said that I would be cursed for killing it. I thought it was complete nonsense." She sniffed again. "But I'm wrong..."

The Clan was surprised when Longtail sighed impatiently.

"It's so easy to get rid of them," he growled.

Whitepaw and a few other cats immediately leaped to their paws. "H-how?" Whitepaw demanded.

"We simply claw it off," Longtail replied.

"We simply...WHAAAT?" Birchpaw sprang up. "Have you gone absurd?"

"It's common sense, dude," Longtail answered, quite calmly.

"But she'll DIE!" Birchpaw protested. "DIE! AND WE JUST SETTLED HERE AT THE LAKE!"

"And we need all the paws we can get," Brambleclaw added, his voice low.

"True," Sandstorm agreed. She turned to Whitepaw. "She'll be of use with those wings, huh?"

Whitepaw hissed with rage. "I don't want these wings!" she snapped. "Now take them off!"

"You'll lose a lot of blood," Cinderpelt warned from where she sat, Leafpaw next to her.

"Yeah!" Birchpaw meowed. "Everyone knows-"

"That you have feelings for her," Thorncloud finished.

Awkward silence.

"You WHAT?" Whitepaw demanded.

"Hm?" It was obvious Birchpaw was embarrassed, but he pretended he didn't hear. "I what?"

"You like me?"

"Pfft," Birchpaw replied, spitting, "of course not! Who said that?"

"Me," Thorncloud replied proudly.

"Why do you-"

"BUURP."

Every cat looked up to see Firestar stuffing his face with cookies. Once realising that there was silence, he looked down, crumbs falling.

"Eh? O-oh..." he got to his feet and pushed the cookie jar away. "Umm...so where were we?"

"You have...the cookie...jar..." Brambleclaw gasped.

"I want a cookie!" Squirrelflight whined.

"How come you didn't tell us that you had the cookie jar?" Leafpaw demanded.

"You'd steal-"

"WHAT ABOUT MY FRICKIN' WINGS?" Whitepaw yowled.

"Huh?" Dustpelt looked at her, confused. "You don't have your wings anymore."

"Say what?"

It was true. The wings were gone.

"Why'd it disappear?"

"I don't know..." Ashfur answered.

"Hey...where's the dove that I caught?" Whitepaw asked.

It was nowhere to be found.

Then...

"BUURP!"

Again everyone looked up. Firestar was finishing off the dove.

Now it made sense. The curse was broken because the dove had been eaten.

But what would happen to Firestar?

"I...think I feel a tingling sensation happening on my back," Firestar meowed, scratching his back.

"Oh no..." Whitepaw whispered.

And he grew wings.

A problem after another.

BREAK

In the end, after half a moon, Whitepaw was known as Whitewing for growing white wings.

Firestar's wings soon disappeared after he 'poo-ed' the wretched thing out.

The poo soon disappeared and no one grew the wings.

THE END

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PoX's Note: Good story? Hope so. Now, we shall rise and defeat the Gem Alchemist once and for all! (Please note that my Alchemist name is the Water Alchemist, so you can call me Water Alchemist or WA or even Water. I'm fine) Anyways, the next clue for the next chapter is: RiverClan deputy, then became leader in Fading Echoes. Big hint, that one, but I have freebies to give out to all! First place gets the first prize, and the 150th reviewer shall receive an awesome prize! Thanks for reading and goodbye!