Cracker ran through the dense forest, fur snagging on brambles and thorns. Her breath came in ragged breaths as she sped after Thunderclan leader.
She had accepted Whitestar's offer and now he was leading her to the Thunderclan camp.
All of a sudden the large tom stopped, and Cracker crashed into him.
"Sorry..." She mumbled, rubbing her head.
Whitestar smiled. "We're here."
Cracker looked up and gasped. A clearing lay before her, cats everywhere.
A familiar brown cat with green eyes ran forward. "You came!"
Cracker shyly smiled. "Hi, Fernpaw."
Whitestar beckoned Cracker with his tail.
"We need to introduce you to the clan."
Cracker climbed up next to Whitestar on top of a large rock.
"Cats of Thunderclan, please gather!" He yowled.
Cats immediately started clustering around the base of the rock, looking up at their leader with wide, expectant eyes.
Cracker noted there was an especially pretty she-cat who hung in the back. She had a gorgeous cream colored pelt and the prettiest blue eyes Cracker had ever seen.
"Today I bring you a kitty-pet who would like to learn the ways of warriors. I have agreed."
A wave of angry and astonished murmurs swept through the crowd. "A kitty-pet?" Someone yowled.
Whitestar waited until the whispers had died down before continuing.
"Cracker, from this day forward, until you have reached your warrior name, you shall be known as Amberpaw. I myself will mentor you. I hope you will learn well from me and be as great as any Thunderclan cat has ever been."
He stepped closer. "Touch noses." He whispered.
The clan was silent until one voice started chanting. "Amberpaw! Amberpaw!"
Cracker, now Amberpaw, smiled to herself as she realized the voice was coming from none other than Fernpaw.
Most of the clan joined in, but a few remained silent.
"Everyone is dismissed." Whitestar ended, jumping down from the rock. The green-eyed leader beckoned Fernpaw.
"Why don't you show Amberpaw around the camp?"
Fernpaw smiled. "Of course!" Then she turned to Amberpaw. "Come on!"
