"What do you mean his name could start a war?" A dark grey tom asked looking at a small she-cat beside him.

The she-cat sighed closing her bright blue eyes for a second before opening them up again, "He is unsure about himself, he will choose his own name."

"And?" The tom stepped closer, "How would that change anything."

Looking down at the crystal pool in front of them the she-cat explained, "He will choose a name that is not a warrior name, and it could ruin the small amount of peace that the clans have."

"I understand now."

"Good."

"I will go and warn Breezestar about what Guardpaw can do."

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"Breezestar," The Starclan tom bowed his head in greeting at the light grey she-cat.

Breezestar nodded her head back in greeting, "What is it Mountainshadow?" She asked.

"You know that apprentice you have, Guardpaw?" Mountainshadow asked.

"Yes... is something wrong with him?" Breezestar inquired.

"Yes and no," Mountainshadow hesitated.

"What do you mean?" Breezestar stepped closer to him her tail tip flicking back and forth.

"He is going to choose his own warrior name," Mountainshadow admitted.

"What is wrong with that, I did it myself," Breezestar pointed out.

"His name, it will be different," Mountainshadow explained.

"Different?" Breezestar echoed.

Mountainshadow sighed, "His name will not be a proper warrior name."

"What will that change or disrupt?"

"It could tip the balance of peace in the clans."

"Should I stop him?" Breezestar asked with fear creeping into her voice.

Mountainshadow shook his head, "No, little Guardpaw needs to find himself and that requires him leaving."

"He is the best member of the clan," Breezestar looked at the large trees leaning into the clearing, "How long with he be gone?"

Sighing Mountainshadow sat down quietly, "I don't know how long," He informed her, "He might not come back at all."

"What should I do?"

"Guardians of the forest shall be lost and broken daylight shall fall. Let him follow his heart."

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Breezestar woke up panting heavily, "What's wrong?" Sweetstripe asked sleepily.

"It was just a dream," Breezestar shook her head gently and lay back down next to her mate placing her tail around her paws.

Sweetstripe nuzzled Breezestar, "Goodnight, I love you," He fell back asleep quietly.

"I love you too," Breezestar smiled looking up at the stars through the entrance of her den, "What should I do? I can't do this without your guidance Mountainshadow."

Let him follow his heart.

Mountainshadow's words rang in her ears, "I will try father."