Gingerpaw couldn't believe how tired he was. He'd been meeting Honeypaw every

couple of nights for the past three moons and his lack of sleep was definitely having an

impact on his training. Fernpaw was living in the elders den with Dapplepelt now, but her

vision hadn't improved at all. Gingerpaw was afraid that she would never become a full

warrior, but she didn't seem to have the same fears as him. He dragged himself out of the

apprentice den and found his mentor.

"Today, we're going to have an assessment. Don't disappoint me." Gingerpaw's mentor,

Gorsewhisker, growled to the younger cat. Gingerpaw knew his mentor was in a bad

mood because Fernpaw was his daughter. He couldn't believe that his only kit would

never be a warrior, so he seemed to be taking out his anger on Gingerpaw. Gingerpaw

knew he would be getting his warrior name soon and he was really excited, but he

couldn't help wondering how Honeypaw was doing. She was from Windclan, for

Starclan's sake, he couldn't believe loved her. He nearly stepped on a mouse eating a

beech nut, so he stopped and pounced on it clumsily, killing it quickly with a nip to the

back of the neck. His paws didn't seem to be moving like they should, he needed to get

more sleep. He finished the assessment around sunhigh and took his prey back to camp.

As soon as he set his kill on the fresh-kill pile, Fernpaw bowled him over.

"How are you?" She meowed playfully nipping his ears. Gingerpaw was amazed at how

happy she was, he wouldn't be as excited as she was if he was in her predicament.

"Good," he replied, stunned, "I can see you're good too."

Fernpaw shook her head. "Nope, I'm in a great mood. I can see again!"

"Really?"

"Well, I can see shapes, but they're blurry and hard to define. The good thing is that I can

hear and smell really well now, so I don't need to see as well as I used to." She mewed

proudly. Gingerpaw covered her with loving licks and realized that he loved her more

than Honeypaw. Honeypaw was more of a crush; he knew he was supposed to be with

Fernpaw. His thoughts were interrupted by Stripestar calling a clan meeting. "Today, we

have two very important ceremonies. The first is a warrior ceremony for Gingerpaw.

Gingerpaw, step up beside me."

The ginger apprentice bounded forward to stand next to his leader.

"Do you promise to uphold the warrior code? Are you willing to give up your life to

protect your clan?"

Gingerpaw nodded eagerly.

"Then, I name you Gingerclaw."

The entire clan yowled his name in unison, with Fernpaw the loudest. "Gingerclaw,

Gingerclaw!"

When they were finished, Stripestar motioned for them to quiet down. "We have one

more warrior ceremony. Fernpaw, please come up here."

Fernpaw stared at him with her mouth open until Gingerclaw touched her back with his

tail. She padded quickly to her leader and stood rigid with anticipation.

"Fernpaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code? Are you willing to give up your

life to protect your clan?"

"Yes" she replied with sincerity ringing in her strong meow.

"Then your warrior name will be Fernwillow. Although you are a warrior now, I want

Gingerclaw to train you. You cannot see very well, so you will have to practice battle

moves and hunting skills every day like an apprentice, but you will be a warrior. Are you

okay with that?"

Fernwillow nodded her head joyfully.

"Fernwillow! Fernwillow!" The clan yowled, led by Gingerclaw. The two warriors

gingerly touched noses and Gingerclaw whispered something quietly to her.

"I love you too." Fernwillow replied lovingly.

I don't know if I want to continue writing this story. Unless I get more reviews I'll probably stop. My life is super hectic with volleyball every day and then homework.

I just don't have as much time as I used to have, so if nobody's reading this then what's the point in writing it. Right?