Pinepaw pads back to Winterclan with his mother and siblings. He felt a pain of regret in not bringing Lilypaw, knowing she would be furious. Willowfang and Cloudfur followed closely behind, meowing about prey.
     They all go through the horse tunnel. Willowfang leaped out to meet her mentor, Emberwhisker.

Cloudfur and Rosewing sneak off to the leader's den to speak with Snowstar. "Snowstar?" Rosewing meows. The big, white, Norwegian forest cat lifts her head up. "Yes?"
"After taking my kits out to moonstone/mothermouth, I've studied them. They have become excellent warriors and I believe they are ready to become one." Rosewing mews.
"Who went with you, Cloudfur, Smalltail, and Willowfang?" The leader asks, sitting up.
"Pinepaw and Meadowpaw."
"Then they will be made warriors if they can catch five prey."
"Oh, and Lilypaw. What about her?"
"Did she go with you?"
"No."
"Then she won't be made into a warrior."
"No! Please!" Rosewing begs, but Snowstar shakes her head. "Go tell them the news," The leader began, "They'll need to go as soon as possible."
Cloudfur dips his head and padded out, Rosewing stares at her paws.
Meadowpaw and Pinepaw stroll up to their mother, "Snowstar said you wanted to see us."
"Yes, we do." Cloudfur meows, "You're going to be made into warriors if you catch five pieces of prey. Each."
The two apprentices gasp, "We're going to be warriors!" The sound of leaves behind them makes them turn around and look at their paws.
"What about me? Am I going to be made into a warrior?" Lilypaw asks, sitting on her haunches. Her expression becomes sad when she sees her mother's gaze. Lilypaw bolts up and leaps away.

"All cats old enough to catch their own prey meet at Snowfall!" Snowstar announces.
Smalltail and Willowfang were the first to come out of the dens. Soon enough, every warrior, Queen, Elder, Medicine cat, and Lionpelt come out.
"I, Snowstar, wish for Starclan to look down at these two apprentices. They have fought battles, and caught food for us. Pinepaw, do you promise to fight for your clan no matter what?"
"I do." Pinepaw answers.
"Meadowpaw, do you promise to fight for your clan no matter what?"
"I do." She replies.
"From this day forward, Pinepaw will be known as Pinestorm. Meadowpaw will be known as Meadowstream."
"Pinestorm! Meadowstream!" The warriors shout. But Lilypaw sat quietly, not bearing to look at her siblings. Pinestorm and Meadowstream looked proud until they looked at their sister.
    "You'll stay vigil." Snowstar meows, touching noses with them. They nod before going to the front of the camp. Meadowstream lay, facing Darkclan while Pinestorm lay facing Autumnclan.

     Willowfang sat in the den, helping a kit. She glanced over at Smalltail who had been watching her the whole time. "- And you're watching me because...?"
    "I- Well, just thought- Nevermind." Smalltail smiles awkwardly at Willowfang as she finished helping the kit.
    "I thought you were going over to Jaggedteeth." Willowfang meows, turning to face him.
    "He was asleep. So I thought I would see if you needed any help."
   "That's sweet, but you should really be getting rid of old herbs," She began, "Herbs become old every moon."
    Smalltail nods, "I did that before I was watching you."
     Willowfang shot him a grateful look, "Do you want to see the stars tonight?"
   "I would love to." Smalltail smiles.
    The two medicine cats began to walk out of the den and through the gorse tunnel. Willowfang leads him to a place beneath the stars. Smalltail gave her a lick on the ear.