I promise... *A warrior cat RP*

Honeycloud stared up at the beautiful moon a few seconds too long and quickly lost track of the SeedClan cats. She found herself awkwardly alone in a sea of strangers. Out of the corner of her eye, she found Silvernight hanging out with a rambunctious group of warriors. Honeycloud was a bit shy but Silvernight was the only cat she knew. She came up to her and stuck to her like glue.
 
A she-cat from SnowClan joined the other apprentices. She looked very young, like a new apprentice. "Hi there! I'm Flurrypaw," she exclaimed.
 
"Don't forget about Rockclan," Pinestar said. "Prey is running fairly and we have three new warriors, "Glimmerpelt, Rabbitfoot, and Pineneedle, our warrior and Yewpaw has decided to take on an apprentice, even in her young age, because of the death of our old medicine cat. Greenpaw."
A couple grey tabbies, brother and sister, stepped forward nervously, for they were warriors now. One had glassy blue eyes, the other bright green. A brown also stepped forward, a handsome tom, with thick, dark fur. He stared confidently out into the crowd, surveying his triumph. Then a small brown tom stepped forward, nervously. He had green eyes, hence the name.
The crowd cheered.
"Unfortunately," said Pinestar, "Three of our cats have died and we have had a lot of fighting with rogues. They will not be replaced. Remember Ripplepool, Tinypelt, and Sagepaw."
 
Rainshadow happily walked to the other med cats, but ended up limping, "Hello Greenpaw! I'm Rainshadow and I'm the medicine cat from Seedclan." SHe smiled kindly at the apprentice, who looked scared. "How are you Yewpaw?"
 
Rainshadow happily walked to the other med cats, but ended up limping, "Hello Greenpaw! I'm Rainshadow and I'm the medicine cat from Seedclan." SHe smiled kindly at the apprentice, who looked scared. "How are you Yewpaw?"
"I've been having dreams about you... and something about dawn and darkness and light, weird stuff," Yewpaw didn't look well. Her face was downcast and she looked tired, but Rainshadow didn't look better. "What happened to your leg? Do you think you will be all right? By now it looks like you might have a limp for life. What happened?"
 
Dropspring joined some of the recently minted warriors like himself. He walked over to a yellow eyed brown tabby tom, with a wiry body and thin fur. "Goldeneyes, right?" He asked.
This tom honestly looked like he still was a kit, and though Dropspring was larger, he didn't have much more muscle or fat either. He was kind of wiry himself.
"I'm Dropspring," he explained, licking his chest.
 

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