Treestar was sitting on the roots of a tree watching Whitepaw hunt and when she caught a blackbird he nodded as she carried it over to him."Well, its time we go back."Whitepaw smiled at him and they both carried it back to camp. Blackbelt the clan deputy was grooming his tail when Treestar padded up and talked to him.

Shadepelt padded over and when he saw all the prey he purred and brushed her muzzle with his."Wow, great catch the elders will love it."Whitepaw smiled, it was no secret going around the clan that when she became a warrior Shadepelt would her mate. Whitepaw and Shadepelt padded over to the fresh kill pile and dumped it off there, then went and lay in the afternoon sun.

"Let all cats old enuff to hunt in the mist gather."Treestar called Shadepelt and Whitepaw went and sat next to the high rock, Shadepelt wrapping his tail around hers."Whitepaw come forward."Whitepaw looked at Shadepelt and he touched noses to her and she padded up to her father."

Starclan I give you my daughter, a she-cat who has worked hard to learn your warrior code. I give her to you a full warrior of Mistclan.Whitepaw do you promise to uphold the warrior cod at the cost of your life?"

Whitepaw looked for her mother, but Sandfire was not there for her warrior ceremony. What kind of mother would not want to be at her kits warrior ceremony? But Whitepaw nodded at her father, her tail quivering with excitement."Then by the power in Starclan. I give you your warrior name."

Whitepaw smiled and held her breath, she glanced over at Shadepelt who stood next to the high rock, pride lighting his yellow eyes, his tail swishing on the ground. Then she looked up at her father, love, and pride in his gaze."From this moment on you will be known as Whitefeather, for your lightness and kind soul."

Then the moment that Treestar stepped back Shadepelt came running over to her, entwining tails and rubbing her cheek licking the tips of her ears. Whitefeather purred and nuzzled his muzzle and looking around as her clanmates cheered her name, Shadepelt the loudest. After Whitefeather fought her way through the crowd she slipped into her mother's den, Sandfire lay in her nest, her blue eyes narrowed when Whitefeather slid in.

"I did Sandfire!I'm a warrior!"Whitefeather mewed with triumph, but Sandfire flattened her ears."Aren't you proud of me?" She asked, her tail dropping and disappointment filled her blue eyes."No, "Sandfire snarled, her tail bristling."Can't you see? This is all wrong! You were never supposed to be born, or survive! I wish it was Swankit who had lived and not you!"

Whitefeather took a step back in horror."Get out! Get out of my den! Get out of my life!" Sandfire yowled, and Whitefeather ran out of the den, her eyes filling with tears. Shadepelt caught her as she ran out of the den stopping her with his tail and pulling her to his chest. Whitefeather sighed and hid her face in his back chest.