Six moons later
Daypaw was out in the forest with Noblestar.
"Here is the border with GloomyClan," said Noblestar. "Never go into their territory, because their warriors eat weak little apprentices like you." Daypaw sniffed the air, then gagged. It smelled disgusting! Nothing like the warm, beautiful smell of her beloved clan, LightningClan. Suddenly, an enormous black cat leapt from behind the bushes.
"Noblestar, I have come to kill you!" shouted the strange cat.
"Nightstar!" shouted Noblestar manically. "Daypaw, run!" But Daypaw couldn't run and leave her leader to die! She would have to use her mentor's nobleness and fight off Nightstar all by herself. There was no point in going back to camp and getting more experienced warriors to help, because it's not like they were better at fighting than her. Yowling, Daypaw leapt on the gigantic black cat, digging her claws into his eyes.
"Ahhhh, you've blinded me!" screeched Nightstar, and he ran off into GloomyClan territory, blubbering like a kit.
Noblestar staggered dramatically to his feet from where he had been hiding.
"Thank you for saving me, Daypaw! You deserve to be made a warrior right now," he said. "Let's go back to camp for the ceremony."
