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Frozenpaw lay in the dusty, crowded medicine cat den among injured cats. She lay still so that Heartpaw could easily spread something onto her bloody hind leg. Fogstorm lay a few tail-lengths away, fast asleep. Cobwebs were draped over his neck, and Frozenpaw knew he could have lost his life to save her. She would thank him later.
The poultice on her leg stung, but her thoughts were even more painful. I am not half-clan, she thought to herself. Both of my parents are Rainclan, so there's no way.
In the middle of the clearing lay Squirrelstar's body, with Foxfur standing over it. Frozenpaw remembered that Squirrelstar had been Foxfur's older sister. Though the whole clan would grieve for her, Foxfur would miss her the most.
"Frozenpaw!" yowled a voice, and Frozenpaw turned around, jolting her leg. Heartpaw stood over her, anxiety in her green eyes. Frozenpaw realized she must have called her name several times now.
"Yes?" she asked, and Heartpaw sighed in relief.
"You're done. You can leave now, but don't put so much stress on your hind leg."
Frozenpaw nodded, then walked outside. Most of the clan was circled around Squirrelstar's body. Dreamheart was talking to Foxfur, trying to calm him, it looked like. Snakepaw was chatting with Berryfur, but her sad golden eyes were on her fallen leader. Honeyflower was staring at her daughter, the look in her eyes incomprehensible. Frozenpaw shivered. Her mother wasn't wanting to talk with her. Fine, then. Frozenpaw would find out where she came from on her own.
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Frozenpaw was sitting among the long grasses, painfully aware of how her golden and white fur was much better suited to being here than on the gray boulders of Rainclan territory. She was on Darkclan land, hoping to get some answers at last.
In front of her sat a thin but powerful-looking black tomcat. His yellow eyes looked wary, but he didn't attack her. That's always a good thing, Frozenpaw thought.
"Well?" asked the tom. "What is it you need? You must have come here for something!" Frozenpaw nodded.
"Yes, I am, sir. I was hoping... do you remember me?"
The tom looked at her as if she were a kit trying to sneak into the warrior's den.
"You see, some of my clanmates believe I was born in a different clan, and they sent me here. They say I was stolen....?"
The black cat's eyes widened.
"You... You're not Honeyflower's kit, are you? What was it's name...... Icykit? No....." Frozenpaw's heart pounded.
"Frozenkit?" The tom nodded. "That's me! Thanks!"
The cat's eyes narrowed.
"Why?"
"Nighthawk! Where are you?" The black tom jumped at the new voice. "Go that way," he mewed so that only Frozenpaw could hear him. "I have to leave."
Frozenpaw stumbled among the grass towards home, her mind filled with thoughts. So she was half-clan! What in the world would she do now?
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"Starclan honors you honesty and intelligence, and they welcome you as a full warrior of Rainclan!"
"SNAKESTEPS, FROZENFIRE, SNAKESTEPS, FROZENFIRE!" The clan chanted, and newly named Frozenfire felt warm despite the fact it was somewhat cloudy that day.
Since the day she'd visited Nighthawk about two moons ago, Frozenfire couldn't escape the feeling that she was different. She'd realized, though, that it didn't really matter. Starclan welcomed her, as Dreamstar had said, as a warrior of Rainclan, so that's what she was.
Snakesteps turned to her.
"We're warriors now!" she purred. "What do you want to do first?"
Dreamheart leapt down from highstone then, a hint of a purr in his voice.
"You are to go sit vigil," he mewed, and Frozenfire nodded.
Minutes later, she and Snakesteps were sitting side by side, watching the setting sun with thier eyes alert and ears pricked forwards. Frozenfire recalled the first ten months of her life and found them all good. Each one of them was to prepare her for this moment, when she'd serve her clan as a warrior for the first time.
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The next day she found Honeyflower coming to get her. "It's time to go home, you two," she purred, pride in her voice.
Frozenfire and Snakesteps followed her home, and both got an overwhelming sense of pride as they realized it was their first time entering camp as warriors.

Description
Frozenpaw lay in the dusty, crowded medicine cat den among injured cats. She lay still so that Heartpaw could easily spread something onto her bloody hind leg. Fogstorm lay a few tail-lengths away, fast asleep. Cobwebs were draped over his neck, and Frozenpaw knew he could have lost his life to save her. She would thank him later.
The poultice on her leg stung, but her thoughts were even more painful. I am not half-clan, she thought to herself. Both of my parents are Rainclan, so there's no way.
In the middle of the clearing lay Squirrelstar's body, with Foxfur standing over it. Frozenpaw remembered that Squirrelstar had been Foxfur's older sister. Though the whole clan would grieve for her, Foxfur would miss her the most.
"Frozenpaw!" yowled a voice, and Frozenpaw turned around, jolting her leg. Heartpaw stood over her, anxiety in her green eyes. Frozenpaw realized she must have called her name several times now.
"Yes?" she asked, and Heartpaw sighed in relief.
"You're done. You can leave now, but don't put so much stress on your hind leg."
Frozenpaw nodded, then walked outside. Most of the clan was circled around Squirrelstar's body. Dreamheart was talking to Foxfur, trying to calm him, it looked like. Snakepaw was chatting with Berryfur, but her sad golden eyes were on her fallen leader. Honeyflower was staring at her daughter, the look in her eyes incomprehensible. Frozenpaw shivered. Her mother wasn't wanting to talk with her. Fine, then. Frozenpaw would find out where she came from on her own.
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Frozenpaw was sitting among the long grasses, painfully aware of how her golden and white fur was much better suited to being here than on the gray boulders of Rainclan territory. She was on Darkclan land, hoping to get some answers at last.
In front of her sat a thin but powerful-looking black tomcat. His yellow eyes looked wary, but he didn't attack her. That's always a good thing, Frozenpaw thought.
"Well?" asked the tom. "What is it you need? You must have come here for something!" Frozenpaw nodded.
"Yes, I am, sir. I was hoping... do you remember me?"
The tom looked at her as if she were a kit trying to sneak into the warrior's den.
"You see, some of my clanmates believe I was born in a different clan, and they sent me here. They say I was stolen....?"
The black cat's eyes widened.
"You... You're not Honeyflower's kit, are you? What was it's name...... Icykit? No....." Frozenpaw's heart pounded.
"Frozenkit?" The tom nodded. "That's me! Thanks!"
The cat's eyes narrowed.
"Why?"
"Nighthawk! Where are you?" The black tom jumped at the new voice. "Go that way," he mewed so that only Frozenpaw could hear him. "I have to leave."
Frozenpaw stumbled among the grass towards home, her mind filled with thoughts. So she was half-clan! What in the world would she do now?
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"Starclan honors you honesty and intelligence, and they welcome you as a full warrior of Rainclan!"
"SNAKESTEPS, FROZENFIRE, SNAKESTEPS, FROZENFIRE!" The clan chanted, and newly named Frozenfire felt warm despite the fact it was somewhat cloudy that day.
Since the day she'd visited Nighthawk about two moons ago, Frozenfire couldn't escape the feeling that she was different. She'd realized, though, that it didn't really matter. Starclan welcomed her, as Dreamstar had said, as a warrior of Rainclan, so that's what she was.
Snakesteps turned to her.
"We're warriors now!" she purred. "What do you want to do first?"
Dreamheart leapt down from highstone then, a hint of a purr in his voice.
"You are to go sit vigil," he mewed, and Frozenfire nodded.
Minutes later, she and Snakesteps were sitting side by side, watching the setting sun with thier eyes alert and ears pricked forwards. Frozenfire recalled the first ten months of her life and found them all good. Each one of them was to prepare her for this moment, when she'd serve her clan as a warrior for the first time.
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The next day she found Honeyflower coming to get her. "It's time to go home, you two," she purred, pride in her voice.
Frozenfire and Snakesteps followed her home, and both got an overwhelming sense of pride as they realized it was their first time entering camp as warriors.