~Warriors RP II~

Maplestar nodded. There was a bit of a mixed reaction from the Clan, but Maplestar hushed them with a twitch of her tail. "Very well. From this day foward, until you receive your warrior name or otherwise, you will be known as Bristlepaw and Sandpaw. Silverstripe and Stormtail will be your mentors, and I hope that they pass down all that they know to you." As Stormtail stepped forward, Maplestar looked to Silverstripe. "Silverstripe, we don't have many able warriors left, but I feel confident that you can take on another apprentice." Silverstripe nodded. "You received excellent training as an apprentice," she continued, almost carefully as she noticed a few pelts begin to bristle, "and despite many hardships you've had in the past, you've proved yourself to have undying loyalty to your Clan, as well as brave and strong. I hope you will pass down all that you know to Bristlepaw, as you did with Nettlepaw.

Silverstripe stepped over to touch noses with Bristlepaw.

"Stormtail, I believe it is time you took on your own apprentice. You received excellent training from Brackenwing, and have shown yourself countless times to be as loyal and brave as your sister. You will be the mentor of Sandpaw, and I expect you to pass down all that you know to her."

Stormtail nodded, moving alongside Silverstripe to touch noses with Sandpaw.

Bristlepaw walked toward Silverstripe excited, and touched noses with her.
Sandpaw walked toward Stormtail, nervously. She touched noses with him. She wondered what being an apprentice would be like. She wondered if she should have stayed in the forest.
 
Stormy sat on the twoleg fence, staring out into the forest. He couldn't help but think about leaving the twolegs. I won't without Misty. he thought. I'll only go if she agrees to go with me.
 
At twolegplace, Specklefur used a few ledges on the fence to hop up there and sit. She looked out into the forest longingly.
 
Quote: "Well, first we'll check out the territories," he said, "then, we'll see what we have to do after that." Following the lead of Silverstripe, they headed out to the Thunderpath.

"This is the Thunderpath," Silverstripe said, her nose wrinkling a bit at its acrid smell, "and over there is ThunderClan." Even over the nauseating stench of the Thunderpath, there was still the scent of ThunderClan.
 

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