Ceremonies, Good Surprise, and Bad Surprise.

     "Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather here beneath the thickbranch for a clan meeting!" Swiftstar said, fumbling up to the thickbranch and jumping clumsily on it.
  
    "It is time for Briarclan to have new warriors! Nimblepaw and Yellowpaw, step forward!" the two toms stepped forward.

      "I, Swiftstar, leader of Briarclan call apon my warrior ancestors to look down on this apprentice. She has trained hard to understand the ways of your noble code, and we condemn them as warriors in their turn."

"Nimblepaw and Yellowpaw. Do you promise to uphold the warrior code, and protect and defend this clan, even if it cost your lives?"

"I do." Both apprentices chorused.

"Then by the power of starclan I give you your warrior names.

Nimblepaw, you shall be known as Nimbleheart." she said, pausing and looking at Yellowpaw.

"Yellowpaw, you shall be known as Yellowspots." she finished.

"Nimbleheart! Nimbleheart! Yellowspots! Yellowspots!" the cats cheered.

"And we have four kits to become apprentices. Wildkit, Sunkit, Spottedkit, and Ivykit come here."

"From this moment forward, until you recieve your warrior names, you shall be known as Wildpaw, Sunpaw, Spottedpaw, and Ivypaw."

"Lilyfrost, I leave Ivypaw in your hands as Medicine cat apprentice, and may starclan accept her by the half-moon."

"Wildpaw! Sunpaw! Spottedpaw! Ivypaw!" the cats cheered, and Swiftstar leaped from the Thickbranch, landing heavily.

>Swiftstar<

   Breezepaw narrowed his eyes. He looked at Swiftstar. It was time to tell her. He looked at Willowpaw, then nodded. Swiftstar was turning into her den, when Breezepaw and Willowpaw walked up to her.
  "Swiftstar, we have to tell you something... that we don't think you know yet." he confessed. Confusion passed between her narrowed eyes, but she nodded.
   "Okay....." she mumbled, and went into her den with her two kits following. She sat down facing them, curling her tail around her paws. "What's this about? Do you know what happened to Darkpaw, Frostpaw and Blossompaw?" she asked.
    Willowpaw took a step forward. "Our group." she began. "Well, Frostpaw, when she was a kit, received a prophecy." she began. "Frost glitters-" Breezepaw clamped his tail over her mouth.
    She mustn't know! Not yet..  Breezepaw thought. Willowpaw rolled her eyes. Fine, fine.  she thought. This new power of yours tends to get annoying, you know. If you weren't blocking me I'd order you to jump off a cliff! she ranted. Just shut up.... we have to think of something to distract Swiftstar so she'll forget we'll said this. Breezepaw replied.
   "Sorry, she's been having too much fresh-kill lately." he said, chuckling. His eyes dropped to Swiftstar's belly. Oh course! 
   "Swiftstar did you know your expecting kits?" Breezepaw asked. Swiftstar's eyes widened.
"How'd you know?" she asked. Breezepaw smiled. "Well congratulations mother." he said. Willowpaw nodded.
   "So have you told Thunderspirit yet?" Willowpaw asked. For a second Swiftstar's eyes flashed with alarm.
"No, not yet." she said in a rush. "Well, goodbye, Swiftstar." Breezepaw said. Swiftstar narrowed her eyes.
"Goodbye? Where are you going?" she asked, confused.
       "To Brokenclan." Willowpaw said, and they both ran out of the den, with Swiftstar staring on.

>Breezepaw/Willowpaw<