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been spreading rumors about us." Frogpaw gave a silent growl. "He was my friend. Obviously not anymore." He then licked Stonepaw's shoulder. "Ignore him. He's a stupid mouse-brained fool." Frogpaw then looked over his shoulder. The apprentices were listening to the elders telling stories. He then turned around quickly and kept his voice down. "I know we're too young, but I love you Stonepaw. Will you be my mate when we're older?" Stonepaw's face lit up in delight. "Of course, I have always loved you." Frogpaw purred and rubbed his head against Stonepaw's. The she-cat licked his nose and smiled. "Why don't we go and get some sleep?" The two apprentices padded off together. Gentlepaw smiled at them as they went to the apprentice den. They would make a good pair and soon, parents. She went up to her brother Cloverpaw, who was more than a brother. He was one of her closest friends. "Hi."
"Hello. Can you keep a secret?" Cloverpaw replied. Gentlepaw nodded. "Of course. You're my brother."
"Well, ok then. I can trust you. I might have a huge crush on Flowerpaw. But I They 't think she likes me." Cloverpaw whispered sadly. "Can you do me a favour and say that I like her to Flowerpaw? No one else, just her." Gentlepaw nodded and padded up towards Fernwhisker's daughter. "My brother has a crush on you!" She mummered.
"Oh StarClan. Which one? It better not be Luckypaw." Flowerpaw hissed back.
"No, no, no. Only Cloverpaw. You might want to speak to him." Gentlepaw whispered. Flowerpaw went off, but before going over to Cloverpaw, she groomed her fur to make it all pretty and shiny. After all, why would she go and meet her admirer with dirty fur? Afterwards, she approached Cloverpaw. "Hey there. Gentlepaw said you had a crush on me." She said quietly. Cloverpaw nodded slowly. "Well, I had an idea, but we're so young." He replied shyly, shuffling his paws. Flowerpaw laid beside him. "Tell me."
"Well... what if we mated now and had kits early?" Cloverpaw mumbled. Flowerpaw smiled warmly. "Why not? We'd better go somewhere secret. Somewhere safe." Just then, Shadowstar entered the elder's den. "The storm is now at it's worse. No one is to leave the den. Prey will be brought by warriors." He explained. "Anyone caught outside the den will be in trouble." Suddenly, a yowl could be heard. Shadowstar rushed out to investigate. Snowstar's kits were sheltering in a bush and wailing because of the weather. Shadowstar rushed out. "Follow me, little ones." He mummered, flicking his tail in direction of his den. "You can stay there for a bit." They followed him back to the leader den. It smelt diffrent, but it was still where their mother once stayed. They curled up in the corner and fell asleep, ignoring the wind and thunder. Shadowstar smiled and streched before getting some sleep himself.

By moonhigh, the storm had finally stopped. Shadowstar decided to call the clan for a ceremony. "Can Smokekit, Ashkit, Rosekit, Dovekit and Pigeonkit come up here please?" The 5 kits rushed up with big smiles on their faces. Shadowstar looked at them. "Until they have earned their warrior names, these cats will be known as Smokepaw, Ashpaw, Rosepaw, Dovepaw and Pigeonpaw. Moletooth will mentor Smokepaw, Owltree will mentor Ashpaw, Cloudwind will mentor Dovepaw, Streamtail will mentor Rosepaw and Falconsong will mentor Pigeonpaw." The apprentices went to greet their mentors excitedly. Echokit was happy for them, but she dreamed of the day she would be a apprentice. She stopped dreaming when Shadowstar spoke again. "Can the other apprentices, apart from my kits come up here please?" The 9 other apprentices ran up, knowing their were now getting their warrior names. Shadowstar smiled and stood forward. "Young ones, do you accept the SnowClan way of life, will follow the warrior code and use it to protect you clan, even at the cost of your life?"
"I do!" The apprentices shouted loudly. Lizardeye nudged Morninghawk with his paw. "This is the biggest warrior ceremony we've ever had."
"I, Shadowstar, leader of SnowClan, call apon my warrior ancestors to look down on these apprentices. They have trained hard in your noble code, and I command you make them warriors in turn." One by one, Shadowstar named the 9 cats. "Sootpaw, from this day forward you will be known as Sootfire. StarClan hounors you for your hard work and hunting skills and welcomes you as a full warrior of SnowClan."
"Icepaw, from this day forward you will be known as Icefreeze. StarClan hounors you for your loyalty and excellent climbing skills."
"Frogpaw, from this day forward you will be known as Frogbound. StarClan hounors you for your determaination and kindness."
"Flowerpaw, from this day forward you will be known as Flowerpelt. StarClan hounors you for your good hunting skills and loyalty."
"Puddlepaw, from this day forward you will known as Puddlefall. StarClan hounors you for your fighting skills in battle and your kindness."
"Leopardpaw, from this day forward you will be known as Leopardspot. StarClan hounors you for your bravery and excellent climbing skills."
"Stonepaw, from this day forward you will be known as Stonestream. StarClan hounors you for your loyalty and honesty."
"Eaglepaw, from this day forward you will be known as Eagletalon. StarClan hounors you for your bravery and sharp eye-sight."
"Treepaw, from this day forward you will be known as Treeclimb. StarClan hounors you for your good tree-climbing skills and quick-thinking." The clan chanted their names and then were dismissed A new prophecy begins

The next day was normal. Patrols were sent. Training started. The elders still moaned about ticks. Nothing was really changing. Gentlepaw had become very bored of this. Her friends were now warriors or still kits, and she had no one to play with. No one to talk to. Cloverpaw had disappeared off with Flowerpelt after promising he would play with his own sister. It was now clear that love was more important than family, which in some cases was true for certain cats. Gentlepaw padded off towards the apprentice den and curled up by herself. Pigeonpaw was in there, but Gentlepaw just wanted sleep. She mumbled something quietly to herself and fell asleep, snoring away quietly. Pigeonpaw sighed loudly and walked out, annoyed.

(Dream)
Gentlepaw awoke to the sound of rain. How much she hated it! Loudly, she yowled and just like magic, 2 cats appeared with starry pelts. The young apprentice jumped back and yelped in fear, but one of them hushed her. "Do not fear, little one. You are safe here."
"Am I dead?" Gentlepaw wimpered, knowing these cats were StarClan. The one that had been so kind to her laughed. "No. You are in a dream. I am Whitebone, a former cat of your clan. I was killed in a fox attack, because Nightflame shoved me into one of the foxes I was helping to fight and... I was just too tired and shocked to defend myself. The other cat there is called Bubblepaw, who is also SnowClan. She was Duckfoot's apprentice before being killed on the Thunderpath by a monster. Duckfoot was the only one to witness her death." Gentlepaw dipped her head in greeting. "I'm Gentlepaw, Shadowstar's only daughter. My brothers are called Luckypaw and Cloverpaw." Bubblepaw's ears pricked up when she mentioned Shadowstar, but the dead apprentice was silent. Whitebone did all the talking. "We have summoned you here for the telling of a new prophecy. You might not be aware, but Blazestrike recieved a prophecy when you were very little. This one is the latest, but of course, you will have to figure out the meaning."
"Please tell me the prophecy, if you can." Gentlepaw asked.
"The Clover will fall for the Flower too early, whilist the Gentle will fall for the Blankness too late. 2 children of the mighty Deer will return to save the Gentle from Death and the Smoke will destory Death and Blood." Whitebone replied. Gentlepaw looked confused and scared. "What does it mean? What should I do?"
"Just keep an eye on everyone in the clan, especially Cloverpaw." Bubblepaw replied. The cats faded into the darkness, leaving Gentlepaw alone.

Gentlepaw woke up with a start. Someone had been yowling, which made her anxious. Silently, she sneaked out of the den and looked around. Nothing, thankfully. Her ears were still pricked, trying to listen for the yowling again. No one made a single sound. Gentlepaw deicded to go and explore around. She poked her head into the warrior den. Everyone was asleep, but one cat was missing. The apprentice knew who it was, so she ran out into the forest. She picked up the scents of two cats close by. She slowly padded up towards a small cave. Gentlepaw hid behind some rocks and found the missing cats. Flowerpelt and Cloverpaw. It was them. Gentlepaw's heart skipped a beat. Cloverpaw then woke up and nudged the warrior awake. She yawned and opened her eyes. "Let's do it." She replied.
"Now?" Cloverpaw asked.
"You promised." Flowerpelt begged. "Please, Cloverpaw. Just do it, and we will be happy."
"But Gentlepaw... she'll hate me for life." Cloverpaw protested. "I'm desperate to do it, but we might be chucked out of the clan."
"Yes, but who cares? We'll find a new clan and settle there. If we must, we'll be loners and do what we want." Flowerpelt replied, touching Cloverpaw's shoulder with the tip of her tail. "Go on, it won't hurt."
"Well... I guess you're right. Let's do it." The apprentice then did something that Gentlepaw knew too well. She jumped out from her hiding spot, eyes blazing. "You're mating!" She spat angrily. "Stop now!" Flowerpelt gave a smile and a snigger. "Too late." Cloverpaw slid off Flowerpelt and glared at his sister. "So what?" Just then, the yowling that Gentlepaw had heard earlier started again.
"Follow me!" Gentlepaw hissed, leading the mated cats deeper into the forest. They ran through the forest until they could see a mound of dirt. Gentlepaw rushed up and could hear the yowling, but it was coming from underground. "Let's try and enter from the back." She called to her brother and his mate. With teamwork, the three cats dug until they got into the back of the den entrance. Gentlepaw padded up towards a small gap and waited for Flowerpelt and Cloverpaw to follow. They peeked round the corner and found cats breeding again. This was force breeding, from what Gentlepaw could see. The big tom then got off the petrified she-cat. "I'm going hunting." He annonced in a gruff voice. The she-cat lifted her head weakly. "My clan will find me." She groaned weakly. "They'll kill you, Flashfang." Gentlepaw looked intrested. Who was this brave she-cat? What clan was she from? Flashfang ignored her and scrambled out. Gentlepaw bounded over. "Hi!" She squeaked in a friendly voice. The she-cat looked at the apprentice. "Greetings, young Gentlepaw."
"H-How did you know my name?" Gentlepaw shuddered. The pretty she-cat laughed. "Can you not reconise a cat of your own clan?" Flowerpelt poked her head out. "Hi Spottedflower!" She said cheerfully. Gentlepaw blinked. Was this she-cat her mother? She sniffed the she-cat. Her