Moons went by, leaf bare on it's way, the warm sun had disappeared to harsh snow and rain. Swirlstar rushed into the nursery her pelt white with the flakes of snow. "Are you alright Shadowheart?" she meowed worriedly.
Shadowheart nodded and moments later 4 healthy kits lay beside her. A black tom with white paws, a bracken coloured she cat, a tortoiseshell she cat and a white she cat. Shadowheart looked down at them proudly.
"What are you going to call them" Swirlstar asked. "This will be night kit, heather kit, red kit and frost kit" Shadowheart meowed pointing at them with her tail in order.
Swirlstar smiled as she looked at the new born kits, her eyes glittering of how proud she was of her sister. She bowed her head to the queen before leaving the den: she padded over to the high rock.
"May all cats that are old enough to catch there own prey, please gather beneath the high rock for a clan meeting" she meowed as she climbed up onto the rock. The small clan gathered around her with Firekit in the middle of the small circle of cats under the high rock.
"I have gathered you here as Firekit is 6 moons old and that means our clan has a apprentice!" Swirlstar meowed and she jumped down from the high rock into the circle of cats and stood next to Firekit.
"Firekit, from this moment on, you will be known as firepaw."
"Shadowheart, you are ready to take on an apprentice. You will be mentor to Firepaw."
"Shadowheart, you have shown yourself to be a loyal and brave warrior. Do all that you can to pass on what you know down to Firepaw."
Firepaws name got meowed through out the clan as Swirlstar dismissed the clan and went back to her den.