(I'll move this chapter when I get the time)

My eyes slowly drifted open. For a brief second, I knit my eyebrows, wondering what happened to the starry cats of StarClan. Then I remembered.

I sat up in my bed, looking at my paws. No - my hands.

It was just a dream...

Winifred meowed and jumped on the bed next to me, rubbing against my arms. I smiled and stroked her fur, remembering the black coat of fur I had worn in my dream.

I have to write about this.

I have to remember them.

I reached down and grabbed my brown computer case and flipped up Wattpad. I created a new story and titled it.

Stealthheart's Dream

Dedicated to Peanut Butter

I smiled and closed my eyes, basking in the memories of the dream. I breathed out slowly and placed my fingers over the keys, beginning to type.

Stealthpaw, from this moment on you will be known as Stealthheart. StarClan honors your courage and dedication, and we welcome you as a full warrior of ThunderClan.

I smiled at the memory and typed away at the keys, soaking in every last detail. The sun was beginning to rise in the sky, casting sunlight across the tiles on my floor. Winifred curled up on the bed and slept soundly as I continued, recording the precious memory of my time in ThunderClan.