On a cold stormy night, three cats, a queen and her two kits, Spruce a she-cat and Brush a tom, were journeying to find a nice dry place to stay until the rain stopped. Suddenly, they heard a crash of thunder, followed by the howling of wolves in the distance. "Momma, why couldn't we just stay where we were? It was at least dry there," Spruce complained to her mother.
"Because... I-I could sense something bad. Something that would take us away, so we had to leave," the queen answered.
"Well, what was the bad thing? Why couldn't daddy just chase it off like he normally does?" as the small tom asked that last question, the queen started to cry, but she stopped herself. The memories of her mate disappearing in the fire that was spreading like crazy. She wasn't going to tell them the truth until they were older.
"You don't need to worry about what the bad thing is, just that it is bad. Got it?" She looked sternly at her kits. They both nodded in return. Then, the bushes in front of them started to rustle.
“Shh! Bloodpaw, we have to be quiet! Do you want whoever is there to hear us?” Spruce thought she heard someone talking. She hasn’t seen any other cat except for her family. “That’s what I thought, now keep quiet!”
Three cats stepped out in front of Spruce, Brush, and their mother. There was a black she-cat, a gray she-cat with black stripes, and a smaller brownish red she-cat. The black she-cat was crouching, with her hackles bristling. The other older she-cat gently laid her tail on the others shoulder to calm her down a little. “What are you doing in our territory?” the black cat hissed.
The gray cat glared at her, then looked back at the three. “I’m so sorry for my warrior, but she is right; you are trespassing.”
“I’m so sorry. We were just passing through. Our old home, well,” The queen looked down at her kits before continuing, “we had to leave or else we would all die.” She realized what she had just said, and shut her mouth.
“I’m so sorry. I’m Stormstar by the way, and this,” she indicated her tail to the black she-cat, “is Spottedshadow, and the younger one here is Bloodpaw. If you are still looking for a place to stay, you are welcome in my Clan.” Spruce and Brush looked up at their mother seeing if she would accept the offer.
“Well, if you insist, I don’t think we can go much farther anyway.”
As Stormstar led them to their camp, Bloodpaw was explaining their ways to both Brush and Spruce. She explained that when you are a kit, you get the name -kit, and when you’re in training to become a warrior or the medicine cat, you would get the name -paw. When you become a warrior, you get different names like -shadow or -fire, but if you became leader, you get the name -star. She also explained that they follow StarClan, their warrior ancestors.
Finally, they reached the camp. Stormstar jumped up on a rock, and called all of the cats to gather. Spruce did what everyone else did, and sat down in front of the rock. “Cats of StormClan! We have three new members to welcome to this growing Clan.” She indicated Brush, Spruce, and their mother to come forward. All of the cats in the clearing stared at them. “Pine,” she addressed their mother, “do you promise to be loyal to this Clan, and fight for everyone in it even at the cost of your life?”
Pine thought for a second, then meowed, “Yes. If my kits are going to be in this Clan, then I will too. I’ve learned some things from my mate at our old home, so I will be of some help.”
“Then, by the powers of StarClan, I shall give you your warrior name! Pine, from this day forward, you shall be known as Pinefrost. We welcome you to the Clan.” She then glanced down at Spruce and Brush. “Spruce, you aren’t old enough to become and apprentice and neither are you, Brush, so I shall give you your kit names. Spruce, from this day forward, you shall be known as Sprucekit, and Brush, from this day forward, you shall be known as Brushkit. We welcome all of you to the Clan”
All of the cats in the clearing started to chant their new names, “Pinefrost! Sprucekit! Brushkit!” The chant seemed to last a moon, but finally, it died down.
“Pinefrost, Sprucekit, Brushkit, now that you are officially members of the Clan, you have to stay in the nursery until you two are apprenticed, then you two will move on to the apprentices den, and Pinefrost, you will join the warriors den.” Stormstar explained. They all nodded their heads, and Stormstar led them to the nursery. ‘The beginning of a new start’ Sprucekit thought just before snuggling up for a nap.
"Because... I-I could sense something bad. Something that would take us away, so we had to leave," the queen answered.
"Well, what was the bad thing? Why couldn't daddy just chase it off like he normally does?" as the small tom asked that last question, the queen started to cry, but she stopped herself. The memories of her mate disappearing in the fire that was spreading like crazy. She wasn't going to tell them the truth until they were older.
"You don't need to worry about what the bad thing is, just that it is bad. Got it?" She looked sternly at her kits. They both nodded in return. Then, the bushes in front of them started to rustle.
“Shh! Bloodpaw, we have to be quiet! Do you want whoever is there to hear us?” Spruce thought she heard someone talking. She hasn’t seen any other cat except for her family. “That’s what I thought, now keep quiet!”
Three cats stepped out in front of Spruce, Brush, and their mother. There was a black she-cat, a gray she-cat with black stripes, and a smaller brownish red she-cat. The black she-cat was crouching, with her hackles bristling. The other older she-cat gently laid her tail on the others shoulder to calm her down a little. “What are you doing in our territory?” the black cat hissed.
The gray cat glared at her, then looked back at the three. “I’m so sorry for my warrior, but she is right; you are trespassing.”
“I’m so sorry. We were just passing through. Our old home, well,” The queen looked down at her kits before continuing, “we had to leave or else we would all die.” She realized what she had just said, and shut her mouth.
“I’m so sorry. I’m Stormstar by the way, and this,” she indicated her tail to the black she-cat, “is Spottedshadow, and the younger one here is Bloodpaw. If you are still looking for a place to stay, you are welcome in my Clan.” Spruce and Brush looked up at their mother seeing if she would accept the offer.
“Well, if you insist, I don’t think we can go much farther anyway.”
As Stormstar led them to their camp, Bloodpaw was explaining their ways to both Brush and Spruce. She explained that when you are a kit, you get the name -kit, and when you’re in training to become a warrior or the medicine cat, you would get the name -paw. When you become a warrior, you get different names like -shadow or -fire, but if you became leader, you get the name -star. She also explained that they follow StarClan, their warrior ancestors.
Finally, they reached the camp. Stormstar jumped up on a rock, and called all of the cats to gather. Spruce did what everyone else did, and sat down in front of the rock. “Cats of StormClan! We have three new members to welcome to this growing Clan.” She indicated Brush, Spruce, and their mother to come forward. All of the cats in the clearing stared at them. “Pine,” she addressed their mother, “do you promise to be loyal to this Clan, and fight for everyone in it even at the cost of your life?”
Pine thought for a second, then meowed, “Yes. If my kits are going to be in this Clan, then I will too. I’ve learned some things from my mate at our old home, so I will be of some help.”
“Then, by the powers of StarClan, I shall give you your warrior name! Pine, from this day forward, you shall be known as Pinefrost. We welcome you to the Clan.” She then glanced down at Spruce and Brush. “Spruce, you aren’t old enough to become and apprentice and neither are you, Brush, so I shall give you your kit names. Spruce, from this day forward, you shall be known as Sprucekit, and Brush, from this day forward, you shall be known as Brushkit. We welcome all of you to the Clan”
All of the cats in the clearing started to chant their new names, “Pinefrost! Sprucekit! Brushkit!” The chant seemed to last a moon, but finally, it died down.
“Pinefrost, Sprucekit, Brushkit, now that you are officially members of the Clan, you have to stay in the nursery until you two are apprenticed, then you two will move on to the apprentices den, and Pinefrost, you will join the warriors den.” Stormstar explained. They all nodded their heads, and Stormstar led them to the nursery. ‘The beginning of a new start’ Sprucekit thought just before snuggling up for a nap.
On a cold stormy night, three cats, a queen and her two kits, Spruce a she-cat and Brush a tom, were journeying to find a nice dry place to stay until the rain stopped. Suddenly, they heard a crash of thunder, followed by the howling of wolves in the distance. "Momma, why couldn't we just stay where we were? It was at least dry there," Spruce complained to her mother.
"Because... I-I could sense something bad. Something that would take us away, so we had to leave," the queen answered.
"Well, what was the bad thing? Why couldn't daddy just chase it off like he normally does?" as the small tom asked that last question, the queen started to cry, but she stopped herself. The memories of her mate disappearing in the fire that was spreading like crazy. She wasn't going to tell them the truth until they were older.
"You don't need to worry about what the bad thing is, just that it is bad. Got it?" She looked sternly at her kits. They both nodded in return. Then, the bushes in front of them started to rustle.
“Shh! Bloodpaw, we have to be quiet! Do you want whoever is there to hear us?” Spruce thought she heard someone talking. She hasn’t seen any other cat except for her family. “That’s what I thought, now keep quiet!”
Three cats stepped out in front of Spruce, Brush, and their mother. There was a black she-cat, a gray she-cat with black stripes, and a smaller brownish red she-cat. The black she-cat was crouching, with her hackles bristling. The other older she-cat gently laid her tail on the others shoulder to calm her down a little. “What are you doing in our territory?” the black cat hissed.
The gray cat glared at her, then looked back at the three. “I’m so sorry for my warrior, but she is right; you are trespassing.”
“I’m so sorry. We were just passing through. Our old home, well,” The queen looked down at her kits before continuing, “we had to leave or else we would all die.” She realized what she had just said, and shut her mouth.
“I’m so sorry. I’m Stormstar by the way, and this,” she indicated her tail to the black she-cat, “is Spottedshadow, and the younger one here is Bloodpaw. If you are still looking for a place to stay, you are welcome in my Clan.” Spruce and Brush looked up at their mother seeing if she would accept the offer.
“Well, if you insist, I don’t think we can go much farther anyway.”
As Stormstar led them to their camp, Bloodpaw was explaining their ways to both Brush and Spruce. She explained that when you are a kit, you get the name -kit, and when you’re in training to become a warrior or the medicine cat, you would get the name -paw. When you become a warrior, you get different names like -shadow or -fire, but if you became leader, you get the name -star. She also explained that they follow StarClan, their warrior ancestors.
Finally, they reached the camp. Stormstar jumped up on a rock, and called all of the cats to gather. Spruce did what everyone else did, and sat down in front of the rock. “Cats of StormClan! We have three new members to welcome to this growing Clan.” She indicated Brush, Spruce, and their mother to come forward. All of the cats in the clearing stared at them. “Pine,” she addressed their mother, “do you promise to be loyal to this Clan, and fight for everyone in it even at the cost of your life?”
Pine thought for a second, then meowed, “Yes. If my kits are going to be in this Clan, then I will too. I’ve learned some things from my mate at our old home, so I will be of some help.”
“Then, by the powers of StarClan, I shall give you your warrior name! Pine, from this day forward, you shall be known as Pinefrost. We welcome you to the Clan.” She then glanced down at Spruce and Brush. “Spruce, you aren’t old enough to become and apprentice and neither are you, Brush, so I shall give you your kit names. Spruce, from this day forward, you shall be known as Sprucekit, and Brush, from this day forward, you shall be known as Brushkit. We welcome all of you to the Clan”
All of the cats in the clearing started to chant their new names, “Pinefrost! Sprucekit! Brushkit!” The chant seemed to last a moon, but finally, it died down.
“Pinefrost, Sprucekit, Brushkit, now that you are officially members of the Clan, you have to stay in the nursery until you two are apprenticed, then you two will move on to the apprentices den, and Pinefrost, you will join the warriors den.” Stormstar explained. They all nodded their heads, and Stormstar led them to the nursery. ‘The beginning of a new start’ Sprucekit thought just before snuggling up for a nap.
"Because... I-I could sense something bad. Something that would take us away, so we had to leave," the queen answered.
"Well, what was the bad thing? Why couldn't daddy just chase it off like he normally does?" as the small tom asked that last question, the queen started to cry, but she stopped herself. The memories of her mate disappearing in the fire that was spreading like crazy. She wasn't going to tell them the truth until they were older.
"You don't need to worry about what the bad thing is, just that it is bad. Got it?" She looked sternly at her kits. They both nodded in return. Then, the bushes in front of them started to rustle.
“Shh! Bloodpaw, we have to be quiet! Do you want whoever is there to hear us?” Spruce thought she heard someone talking. She hasn’t seen any other cat except for her family. “That’s what I thought, now keep quiet!”
Three cats stepped out in front of Spruce, Brush, and their mother. There was a black she-cat, a gray she-cat with black stripes, and a smaller brownish red she-cat. The black she-cat was crouching, with her hackles bristling. The other older she-cat gently laid her tail on the others shoulder to calm her down a little. “What are you doing in our territory?” the black cat hissed.
The gray cat glared at her, then looked back at the three. “I’m so sorry for my warrior, but she is right; you are trespassing.”
“I’m so sorry. We were just passing through. Our old home, well,” The queen looked down at her kits before continuing, “we had to leave or else we would all die.” She realized what she had just said, and shut her mouth.
“I’m so sorry. I’m Stormstar by the way, and this,” she indicated her tail to the black she-cat, “is Spottedshadow, and the younger one here is Bloodpaw. If you are still looking for a place to stay, you are welcome in my Clan.” Spruce and Brush looked up at their mother seeing if she would accept the offer.
“Well, if you insist, I don’t think we can go much farther anyway.”
As Stormstar led them to their camp, Bloodpaw was explaining their ways to both Brush and Spruce. She explained that when you are a kit, you get the name -kit, and when you’re in training to become a warrior or the medicine cat, you would get the name -paw. When you become a warrior, you get different names like -shadow or -fire, but if you became leader, you get the name -star. She also explained that they follow StarClan, their warrior ancestors.
Finally, they reached the camp. Stormstar jumped up on a rock, and called all of the cats to gather. Spruce did what everyone else did, and sat down in front of the rock. “Cats of StormClan! We have three new members to welcome to this growing Clan.” She indicated Brush, Spruce, and their mother to come forward. All of the cats in the clearing stared at them. “Pine,” she addressed their mother, “do you promise to be loyal to this Clan, and fight for everyone in it even at the cost of your life?”
Pine thought for a second, then meowed, “Yes. If my kits are going to be in this Clan, then I will too. I’ve learned some things from my mate at our old home, so I will be of some help.”
“Then, by the powers of StarClan, I shall give you your warrior name! Pine, from this day forward, you shall be known as Pinefrost. We welcome you to the Clan.” She then glanced down at Spruce and Brush. “Spruce, you aren’t old enough to become and apprentice and neither are you, Brush, so I shall give you your kit names. Spruce, from this day forward, you shall be known as Sprucekit, and Brush, from this day forward, you shall be known as Brushkit. We welcome all of you to the Clan”
All of the cats in the clearing started to chant their new names, “Pinefrost! Sprucekit! Brushkit!” The chant seemed to last a moon, but finally, it died down.
“Pinefrost, Sprucekit, Brushkit, now that you are officially members of the Clan, you have to stay in the nursery until you two are apprenticed, then you two will move on to the apprentices den, and Pinefrost, you will join the warriors den.” Stormstar explained. They all nodded their heads, and Stormstar led them to the nursery. ‘The beginning of a new start’ Sprucekit thought just before snuggling up for a nap.