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Third person p.o.v.

There tiny stood, inside of the mossy stump that held the leaders den within. He looked at the walls, moss somehow found it's way into the inside, covering the beautiful pine wood.

All he could smell was pine, moss, herbs and the scent of multiple cats. Mere minutes before hand he was violently woken up by the shadowclan leader brokenstar, saying that he apparently had enough time recovering.

Runningnose, fernshade, deerpaw and the deputy blackfoot were all standing around tiny, waiting for their turns to speak. "Pay attention kit!" Brokenstar spat, breaking the little Tom's thoughts.

He looked straight back at the huge dark tabby Tom, uneasiness swirled in his eyes and body, scared of the leader might do to him. "As you may know I'm brokenstar the leader of shadowclan and I will be respected." Brokenstar meowed, looking down at tiny.

Tiny nodded his head while shaking, getting more and more scared of the huge battle scarred Tom by the second. "And since your now in a clan, your pathetic name will have to go." He growled, starting to stand up and stretch.

"Are you really thinking of making this kittypet a member of shadowclan? You can't be serious brokenstar." Blackfoot hissed, his voice laced with hatred towards the former kittypet.

"You dare question me blackfoot?!" The leader growled, unsheathing his claws in the process. "No broken star...." The deputy sighed while looking away from everyone. It looked like both fernshade and runningnose wanted to say something but held back, to scared of brokenstar.

"You can't make him an apprentice yet you brute! He hasn't gotten better yet." Deerpaw hissed as she barged past runningnose, fernshade and tiny. As deerpaw made her way towards brokenstar, the huge dark brown tabby Tom raised his paw in the air and landed it down on deerpaw's face.

The young she-cat staggered a bit, determined to keep her balance. Blood dripped from the space in between her eyes, seeping into the mossy ground below.

The whole room fell into silence, no one dared to utter a word. That was until the dark Tom scoffed and lowered himself to the ground. "I am the leader here, I make the rules." Brokenstar mewd coldly while looking deerpaw dead in the eyes.

Deerpaw made her way back behind everyone, ashamed and in pain. Suddenly brokenstar stood up and barged past every one, nearly knocking tiny over whilst doing so. "Clan meeting!" The leader seemed to roar, his mew ringing across the huge camp.

Tiny and the others made their way out of the den, only to sit in front the tree stump. All the warriors and the apprentices crowded around them, staring at the new strange new kit. Blackfoot made his way to the right hand side of the stump, standing proudly. As soon as the clan was gathered brokenstar started to speak.

"As You all know a few sunrises ago deerpaw brought in a weakened kit. But don't think of him as a weakling, think of him as a future warrior!" The tabby meowed loudly so the whole camp could hear. Tiny looked around at everyone, feeling every judgmental gaze of every cat.

He lowered his body towards the ground, feeling embarrassed. "Tiny step forward, you shall receive your new name." Brokenstar spoke, his tone cold as stone. Tiny took very careful and slow steps towards the leader.

"From now you will be known as icepaw. I shall be your mentor, do not disappoint me." He finished then leaped off the stump. Brokenstar quickly put his nose on icepaw's head then removed it.

The whole clan started to chant his new name, but all icepaw could hear was ringing in his ears. His breath started to increase and his vision began to blur. A sharp push to the ground knocked icepaw out of his thoughts. Brokenstar nodded towards the apprentice den, signalling for icepaw to go in there.

Icepaw slowly got up and trotted towards the braken woven den. Once he peered inside he saw multiple moss made dens carefully made for the apprentices. He made his way to the back, where the smallest bed was laying. He curled himself into a little ball and sighed, this is his life now.

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