[ INFORMATION ]

Topic: Honey Paw lives in a version of the Warriors universe with more fantasy than you could ever imagine...

Brief Lore: All cats gain their powers when they go from apprentice to warrior, powers are ranked.

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[ CLASS RANKS ]

Grey Class - Powerless, very rare

Purple Class - Telekinesis, common

Blue Class - Wings, uncommon

Green Class - Plant Manipulation, rare

Yellow Class - Speed, very rare

Orange Class - Temperature, epic

Red Class - Power Copying, legendary

Black Class - Temporary Power Eraser, almost never

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[ WRITING ]

Honey Paw twisted in her nest, an uncomfortable pain jabbed at her sides.

What in the name of Star Clan? She thought.

Honey paw staggered to her paws and shook moss from her fur. She felt exhaustion flood her nose to tail-tip as she struggled to keep her eyes open. A painful jolt hit her shoulders.

"What's happening??" She groaned.

Honey Paw swiveled her head to feathers stuck on her pelt. She was puzzled by this, there was no feathers in her nest when she went to sleep last night. Honey Paw brushed away her thoughts, grabbed the feathers firmly in her jaw and yanked.

She let out a muffled cry out pain. The feathers were hers.

"Honey Paw? It's time for your warrior ceremony. Tiger Paw is already at the Fallen Tree." A calm voice called.

"Coming, Dust Mouse!" Honey Paw answered the she-cat, trying to hide her ache and confusion.

Dust Mouse was ranked Yellow Class, meaning she could run substantially faster than others.

.*^ Time Skip of Author Boredom ^*.

"Honey Paw and Tiger Paw, from this day forward, you will be Honey Moon and Tiger Cry," Fern Star said, "and now, Weathered Oak will read the stars and find your ranks."

An old brown molly stepped forward and looked to the sky above.

"Tiger Cry. You are Orange Class and will be taught to control this power by Dusk Tail." Weathered Oak's voice boomed.

Everyone cheered. Honey Moons shoulders itched more and more.

"Honey Moon. Your class is very clear to all," the wise cat paused, waiting for something with a wide grin.

Honey Moon struggled to keep a grip on the ground below as large feathery wings shot out of her sides in a dramatic sway.

"Blue Class"