It was about sunhigh when I returned to camp. I'd cleaned all the blood out of my fur, and caught a fair amount of prey. I just wish I'd caught that last rabbit; I was famished. I sighed and placed my catch-two mice, a robin, and a vole who practically jumped into my paws-on the fresh-kill pile, and padded wearily to the apprentice's den, though I already knew I wouldn't get much sleep.

"Metalpaw! Wake up! It's time!"
"For what?" I grumbled, rolling over.
"To become warriors!" Ravenpaw said excitedly.
I jumped up out of my nest, hearing my auto-mail paws scrape the ground with a loud clang.
"R-really?" I asked.
Ravenpaw nodded, his eyes gleaming and shining with joy.
Somehow this isn't right. Alphonse, and Winry, and Roy. Hawkeye. Den. Havok.
Who are they?
I don't know. I'm a ThunderClan apprentice. Well, warrior, now. I think. But something's still wrong. Why are my paws made of hard, cold...what's it called? Metal? And why does part of me want to slam my paws on the ground with the sense that something will happen. And why is that image burned into my mind, the image of a twoleg and a cat, side by side, with pointy teeth, white, static like fur, and only their right forpaw and left hindpaw truly visible. WHY!?
"Metaalpaw?" Ravenpaw asked.
"Are you okay?"
I nodded.
"Yeah. Let's go."
" I, Bluestar, leader of ThunderClanClan, call upon my warrior ancestors to look down on these apprentices. They have trained hard to understand the ways of your noble code, and I commend themm to you as warriors in their turn. Ravenpaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code and to protect and defend your Clan, even at the cost of your life?"
"I do." Ravenpaw meowed, his voice squeaking with excitement.
Bluestar smiled.
"Then by the powers of StarClan, I give you your warrior name. Ravenpaw, from this moment you will be known as Ravenwing. StarClan honors your Courage and your Determination, and we welcome you as a full warrior of ThunderClan.
Firepaw. Do you promise to uphold the warrior code and to protect and defend your Clan, even at the cost of your life?"
"I do."
"Then by the powers of StarClan, I give you your full warrior name. Firepaw, from this moment on you will be known as Fireheart. StarClan honors your Bravery and your Strength, and we welcome you as a full warrior of ThunderClan.
Graypaw. Do you promise to uphold the warrior code and to protect and defend your Clan, even at the cost of your life?"
"I do."
"Then by the powers of StarClan, I give you your warrior name. Graypaw, from this moment on you will be known as Graystripe. StarClan honors your Bravery and Strength.
Sandpaw, Dustpaw. Do you promise to protect and defend your Clan, even at the cost of your life?"
"I do."
"I do."
"Then by the powers of StarClan, I give you your warrior names. Sandpaw, from this moment on you will be known as Sandstorm. StarClan honors your Courage and your Spirit, and we welcome you as a full warrior of ThunderClan. Dustpaw, from this moment on you will be known as Dustpelt. StarClan honors your Bravery and your Honesty, and we welcome you as a full warrior of TunderClan."
I suddenly feel excited. It's my turn now. I'm the last one to become a warrior. I'm actually kind of surprised. I only joined the Clan about, er, I think it was 8 moons ago. Wow...time flies.
"Metalpaw! I asked you a question." Bluestar meowed.
"Do you promise to protect and defend the Clan, even at the cost of your life?"
"I do." I meowed calmly, and I mean it, too. My voice sounds deeper, smoother than when I first joined ThunderClan, and my golden tabby pelt feels warm under the evening sun.
"Then by the powers of StarClan, I give you your warrior name. Metalpaw, from this moment on you will be known as Metalwing. StarClan honors your Spirit, Loyalty, and your Brotherly Love, and we welcome you as a full warrior of ThunderClan."
Brotherly love. She means me and Ravenwing, of course. And suddenly, I'm glad I joined a Clan. But something about 'brotherly love' catches me off guard.
Alphonse.
But...
"Ravenwing! Fireheart! Graystripe! Sandstorm! Dustpelt! Metalwing!"