"Lilypaw, I believe you have attained all of the skills necessary to become a warrior. You're warrior name will be Lilystream." Streamstar announced.
"Lilystream! Lilystream!" Blackfur and Daisypelt yowled. Lilystream had told Daisypelt that she wasn't her daughter, but the she-cat already knew. She told Lilystream that Streamstar was her mother, but she couldn't take care of Fishpaw and Lilystream at the same time because she didn't have enough milk. Lilystream had nodded, silently thanking her leader. She looked down at the clan and saw that none of the other cats even acknowledged her naming ceremony. She growled and padded over to her best friend and foster mother. "Thanks for cheering for me." She muttered. Blackfur licked her comfortingly on the head. "So what if you're not the most popular cat. I still love you."
Lilystream felt a warm, tingly felling inside of her. "I love you too Blackfur." She meowed happily. Someone called her name and she turned and saw Streamstar motioning for her to follow her into her den. She followed her leader and Streamstar sat and meowed for her to sit in a gruff voice. "Sit down Lilystream. I would like to talk to you about basically everything. First of all, you are not my daughter."
"I know." Lilystream replied. "Starclan sent my mother and she told me about it."
"Good." Streamstar sighed in relief. "I wasn't sure how you would take it. Anyways, I wanted to tell you my reasoning for naming you Lilystream. It was because I am on my last life and I do love you like a daughter and I want you to always remember me. It may seem selfish, but I don't care. I also want you to lead Riverclan in the future. Tomorrow I will make you a mentor. Your apprentice will be Halfkit. Gingercloud's kits won't be apprentices for three more moons, and I wanted you to have one of those kits, but I'm not going to last that long."
"Don't say that!" Lilystream protested. "You're going to be fine!"
Streamstar shook her and coughed roughly. "No, I'm too old, I won't make it. I just want you to lead, that's all."
"Okay." Lilystream whispered sadly. "I just am going to miss you. How will I make it without you?"
"I'm sure you'll find a way." Streamstar encouraged. "Your mother was an amazing cat. I've spoken to her in my dreams and she wishes she could have taken care of you, but she couldn't. Your brother and sister had died of an illness and she was afraid for you, so she asked me for help and I saw the potential in you. I couldn't help myself, I saw a little bit of me in you."
"Oh." Lilystream meowed. She had never would have thought of the lie that Luna had, but it made sense. Why would she tell the cat she was trying to give her kit that she had siblings in other clans? That would not be helpful. She licked her leader's shoulder respectfully and backed out of her den. She padded over to her new mate and rested her head on his shoulder. "Hi."
He looked sorrowfully at her. "Streamstar's dying isn't she?"
"Yes, and she wants me to lead the clan after you."
Blackfur's eyes widened slightly in surprise. "What if we want to have kits?"
"I guess we won't." She shrugged her shoulders. She shrank back a little back, expecting Blackfur to be really upset, but he just sat slumped over.
"Okay. I just wish we could."
"Me too." Lilystream started to feel really tired so she dragged her feet over to the warriors den with Blackfur trailing behind.