Stars glowed in the midnight sky as a tabby padded in StarClan’s hunting grounds. “Welcome, young apprentice.” A gray she-cat with amber eyes stepped towards the tabby with a mew of greeting. “Why am I here?” the tabby questioned, puzzled. “I can’t believe you sent me here, Mistyclaw.” Mistyclaw flicked her tail. “You happened to get killed by a badger. You were brave and still fought, Brownpaw, so we sent you here to StarClan.” Brownpaw shuddered. “I thought that was just a dream.” His tail drooped. “Is this where I live now?” “Yes, and do you want a warrior name? We can give you one,” Mistyclaw offered. Brownpaw considered the question. Instead of keeping his apprentice name forever, he could receive a warrior name in the forests of StarClan. “Okay.” “Every cat in StarClan, gather here!” Mistyclaw let a yowl come out of her mouth. Once everyone was seated next to the gray she-cat, she mewed, “Brownpaw has decided to receive his warrior name in the stars of Silverpelt. Does everyone agree with him having his new name?” Yells of agreement echoed through the forest. “Then Brownpaw, you are now known as Brownstripe!” Mistyclaw touched noses with the tabby warrior. “Brownstripe! Brownstripe! Brownstripe!” rooted the StarClan cats. Brownstripe raised his head to the sky, wondering if there was a StarClan watching this one. If there was, they would surely be proud. “Thank you.” He lowered his head back to thank the cats. “I shall send prophecies and guide the cats on the forest ground.” He gazed down a pool, its water reflecting the hunting grounds of all four Clans.
Yeah I'm sorry. I just copied and pasted this from google docs, and I made this like two years ago without much experience...
