I am sorry that I haven't been updating this as much as I should, but I'm obsessed with Naruto at the moment and I have a hard time concentrating on anything else without babbling about it on and on... see, I'm doing it now. Well, here is the next chapter!
Disclaimer: ...No duh.
Moonpaw was busy laughing with his friends. They never really did anything worthwhile, so it's a wonder they weren't kicked out of the Clan or something. He and his best friend Openpaw did nothing that was of any worth what so ever. That's why they were surprised when they were told they were going to become warriors that very day. Openpaw said that he had heard his mentor saying it was just so that they didn't have to deal with them anymore.
"May all cats who can catch there own prey please come to the highrock" yowled the leader, Thunderstar. Moonpaw started to get up, then Openpaw yanked him back down, snickering. Moonpaw finally managed to get up there with Openpaw.
"Finally. Come up here Moopaw, Openpaw" They moved to the front slowly. Some cats told them to hurry up.
"I, Thunderstar, leader of ThunderClan, call upon our warrior ancestors to look down on this apprentice. She has trained hard to understand the ways of your noble code, and I commend her to you as a warrior in her turn. Moonpaw, Openpaw, do you promise to protect and defend this Clan, even at the cost of your own life?"
"No duh" they both said.
"...Then by the powers of StarClan I give you your warrior names: Moonpaw, from this moment on you will be known as Moonshine. Openpaw, from this moment on you will be known as Openmouth. StarClan honors your bravery and your strength and we welcome you as a full warriors of ThunderClan."
"Moonshine, Openmouth, Moonshine, Openmouth, Moonshine, Openmouth!"
Honeyfern was enjoying the lovely scenery. Because everyone knows that the inside of the nursery was very scenic. She looked down upon her one kit, a she-cat. She was golden brown and beautiful. Just when the queen thought it was time to name her, she heard a scream. Thinking that they were being attacked, she curled around her kit. Then she heard a yell from the dirt tunnel, the place for the unmentionable to happen.
"GSC (Great StarClan)WHO LEFT THIS GIANT TURD HERE FOR ALL TO SEE?! YOU SHOULD PUT A TAIL ON IT AND CALL IT A CAT!!" came the scream from the dirt tunnel. Honeyfern turned away, as she knew who did it. Right then the screamer came barging into the nursery. "OK Honeyfern, I know you did it. I really didn't have to see that and now I think I'm scarred for life. How about you call your kit something to commemorate this moment?" the cat named Largetail said. She left after this.
"She actually has a good idea, don't you agree, Bigturdkit?" Honeyfern said to her only kit. The kit shifted while sleeping, unaware of the grave mistake her mom had made for her life.
"I, Riverstar, leader of RiverClan, call upon our warrior ancestors to look down on this apprentice. He has trained hard to understand the ways of your noble code, and I commend him to you as a warrior in his turn. Redpaw, do you promise to protect and defend this Clan, even at the cost of your own life?"
"I do," he said as if he had something stuck in his teeth. Like he always did.
"Then by the powers of StarClan I give you your warrior name: Redpaw, from this moment on you will be known as Redneck. StarClan honors your funny talk and your courage and we welcome you as a full warrior of RiverClan."
"Redneck, Redneck, Redneck!"
The queen named Nightheart looked at her hit. She was a bright red like color. Nightkeart had once been a kittypet, and remembered something vaguely from that time. When she looked at the kit, she got close to remembering it.
Then she remembered. The really tiny twolegs that lived with her used to watch it on the box with moving colors. What was it? Oh yea. This queen had a name that would always make her remember her heritage. She looked at the tiny red kit, thinking of her fondly. She turned to her mate, the one who supported her every step of the way.
"I know what I want to name her." she told him. He waited, and waited. Then when he realized that Nightheart had no intention of saying it, he asked " So, what are you going to name her?"
When her mate heard this name, he suddenly wanted to go kill some little bunnies. Slowly and painfully. Then dragging them through the dirt. But remembering that he was the supportive mate, he said, "What a lovely name"
"I thought so. Don't you, Elmokit?" she said. Her mate suddenly ran out of the camp. When he came back, he had brought several rabbits and mice as fresh-kill.
I hope this is as good as my reviewers say the other chapters are. Just so you know, GSC means Great StarClan and is a version of OMG. I would thank the person who came up with this idea, but that person was anonymous.