Based on the best selling books, Warriors by Erin Hunter.

note: moon=month, 4 seasons=year, Also this story comes after Warrior cats (a new member?) ;D

Ginger the 10 moon she-cat from the bran woke, she blinked her eyes against the bright light. The light flame-colored she-cat had ran from a WindClan patrol and had been stopped in ThunderClan by Spiderleg, who already showed that he didn't like the she-cat at all. Firestar had welcomed her to stay in ThunderClan camp until she could make it home saftly to her barn at Horses place. Ginger had thanked him well and slept in camp, making friends with Brackenfur and his apprentice Whitepaw.

Ginger walked to the high ledge were Firestar lay, Sandstorm was next to him. Ginger dipped her head in thanks, "Thank you for treating me so well Firestar." She meowed.

Firestar stood from his spot and smiled, "Your welcome, would you like for someone to travel with you? I'm sure so one would be willing." Friestar asked kindly.

Ginger smiled back, "No I'm sure I will make it home fine." She said.

Firestar dipped his head, "Good bye Ginger, my you find prey easy in your life." he said and walked back to Sandstorm.

Ginger went back through the bramble tunnel she had came in. She walked through the forest, the shade of the trees was nice to have. Ginger padded along when suddenly another cat ramed into her. It was the fluffy white apprentice, Whitepaw.

"Whitepaw! I'm glad I ran into you, well you sort of ran into me, but anyway now I get to say good bye!" Ginger said while she stood up and ruffled her pelt.

"I'm sorry." Whitepaw said then her eyes went wide, "Your leaving!? No I want you to stay and be an apprentice with me!" The she-cat wailed.

"Apprentice? I'm sorry Whitepaw I'm going back to the Barn, I hope I see you again some day." She meowed and walked past Whitepaw and closer to the lake.

Whitepaw lowered her head and went deeper into the forest, Ginger had been the only she-cat close to her age she knew and now she was leaving her alone again.

Ginger passed the hills and hills of mour land that was WindClan territory. Then she saw the barn, she smiled and started to ran home. She lept onto the fence and looked around, it was so peacful and quite today. She ran into the barn, "Mother, father!?" She called out but no one called back. She was confused. She gave up her search after about an hour and just lept onto the fence again. She looked back to the trees that she could barly see past the lake. She became sad and turned away, never to go back to where she has felt the happiess.

---4 SEASONS LATER---

It was a full moon and Ginger had woke up in the middle of the night. The young 14 moon she-cat had came out-side to see if she could come across a mouse or vole.  She got down into a croutch and snuck her way toward a mouse that nibbled on the chicken fed by the chicken hop. Ginger hit it down with her paw and swifty bite into it's neck. The small mouse didn't even know what had happened. Ginger picked the mouse up and walked out into a nice grassy spot. She bite down into the mouse and tasted the wonderfulness of no longer eating the dry food the Two-legs brought her.

She purred happily and ate the rest of her mouse, something caught her eye at that very momment. There was a snow-white cat jumping onto a log, travling into a island. She looked closer, it was Whitepaw! Ginger jumped from her spot and ran toward the lake and the island. "Whitepaw!" She yelled but she was to far away to hear her.

Ginger made it to the island and jumped onto the log. Her feet wiggled under her as she tried to get used to the way she was standing on the log. She didn't see any cats but the smeel was strong of cats. She made her way down the log, near the middle the lake water almost ran over the log. Ginger went on and at the other side lept down on to the dirt and sand stripe that lead into a lush tree and bush filled island. She pushed her way through some bushes and looked at the amazing sight that came to her eyes. On a high branch was 4 leaders, Onestar, Leopardstar, Blackstar, and Firestar! Below on the branching roots sat the deputies, Russetfur, Mistyfoot, Ashfoot, and Brambleclaw.

Ginger looked for Whitepaw but she couldn't spot her. Then she saw the white apprentice at the back of the cats. She quitly walked toward the cats, as she got closer she noticed that some cats had turned and were looking at her strangly. She felt their gazed burning into her flame colored pelt. She  sat next to Whitepaw who looked over then shot to her paws.

"Ginger!" She yelled.

Ginger saw that even more cats were looking their way, "Whitepaw yes it's me does every single cat have to know!?" She quitly told her friend.

"I want to talk after the gathering!" Whitepaw said and turned back to the tree. Ginger looked as well and watched as the leaders spoke of the news in their Clans. 

Finally The cats began to leave the island and the gathering was over, Ginger was the last off the log. Firestar walked over to her, "Greeting Ginger, how dose your prey run? I hope well." He greeted her kindly and dipped his head.

Ginger purred at seeing the old friend, "Just fine! thanks, and how about for you?" She asked and dipped her head as well.

Firestar smiled, "Fine, fine. It is wonderful to see you again, would you like to come back to camp with us? Maybe even become an apprentice." Firestar offered.

Ginger was taken back for a momment, Whtiepaw was looking at her with hope filled eyes. Ginger smiled at her friend and then to Firestar, "Yes I would love to go to camp, yes I would love to join your Clan and be an apprentice." She said.

Whitepaw skipped with pleasur, "Yeah! Ginger come on!" She said and tapped her friend Ginger with her tail tip and ran off to the other ThunderClan cats.

Ginger laughed, "Coming!" She yelled after her friend she smailed at Firestar, "Thanks." She said then ran after Whitepaw.

The other cats of ThunderClan looked at her strangly then smiled, they all liked Ginger. There was one cats face however that glared at the she-cat, Rainwhisker. He had fought with the she-cat and hated her since the moons ago when Ginger had first came into the Clan camp. Rainwhisker wanted to yell out at his leader and ginger but he kept himself quite and rooted to his spot.

Ginger padded along with her old and new found friends in the Clan. She smiled and felt as happy as she could be, she was leaving the bran were she was always alone and going to a Clan full of cats.  Whitepaw was walking by her her heart full of happiness, she now had a female apprentice her age. Brackenkit was at home with his mom but in 2 moons he would be an apprentice to.

Dustpelt walked over, "Have you found out who youe mentor will be?"

Ginger looked over,"Oh, no I havn't I can't wait though." She said.

---CAMP---

Ginger with her new happiness and close friend Whitepaw walked to the apprentice den. The moon was falling from the middle of the sky and falling slowly behind the snow capped hills. The Clan wouls sleep most of the day tomorrow unless the cat had not gone to the gathering.

As Ginger was curled up next to Whitepaw she was fast a sleep in no time. She woke near a shimmering pool, it looked to have no bottom. Her green gaze was fixed on it as the stars turned and spun. She looked around the pools edge but no cats were there.

A voice rang out  even though no cat was there to say the words.

"Hello she-cat. Your name will no longer be what it is. Your past is twisted even more then you know but for StarClan your future is strit and clear." The voice said then died away.

"What? What do you mean!?" She yowled but there was no reply.

She feel into the water and was sucked into blackness, like when you ride a roller coster and you enter the jet-black tunnels.  Ginger screamed and turned.

She felt pain shot through her side and her eyes snapped open. This time insead of a dark forest and water pool, was the dim lit light of the  den and the bramble and twigs, the gray stone and green moss. Whitepaw had her sharp claw in Ginger's side. Ginger jumped back and swatted her paw away.

Whitepaw laughed, then looked worried, "What was all that yelling about Ginger? Are you okay?" She asked and yawned, she had been to the gathering and it was very early, she had only gotten a few hours of sleep.

"Huh? Oh, nothing just a nightmare of the old No-furs at the barn." Ginger meowed.

"Two-legs? Oh they don't come out here, don't worry about it." Whitepaw said then curled back to sleep.

Ginger force smiled, she didn't feel like sleeping and she hadn't been up the whole night. She padded out of the den into the almost dead camp.

Firestar was awake though, along with his deputy Brambleclaw. Firestar saw Ginger and padded over, "Hello Ginger." He said bowing his head slightly.

Ginger smiled and dipped her head, "Hello Firestar." She repiled back.

"You will be an apprentice tonight." He said a smile across him maw.

Ginger looked up her green eyes wide, "Tonight! Who will be my mentor?" She asked as if she was a mer kit, she was just now starting her apprenticeship and so would Brackenkit. While Whitepaw was going to be made a warrior any day now.

Firestar gave a half laugh, "Sandstorm will mentor you." He said.

"Sorry for asking but who is Sandstorm?" She asked.

"Sandstorm is the pale ginger she-cat that is with me a lot of the time and mother to my two daughters." He said while smiling.

"Ohhh yes I know her!" Ginger said remembering her countless meting with the pale ginger she-cat.

---LATER ON IN THE DAY---

Firestar stood on the High ledge. A jutting ledge that came out of the stone wall that was around the came. His pelt flashed like a flame in the wind as the sun came in and out of the trees. It was sunset and the light of the sky was a dim red, night would be close soon, falling on them like from the wings of a raven.

Firestar's voice rang out into the camp, "Let any cat old enough to catch it's on prey gather here below the High ledge."

With the words cats padded out of their dens and from around the camp. Almost every cat from the Clan had to be there, only the few that were in the forest were not.

Firestar spoke again, "We will be doing two things today, welcoming a new warrior and a new apprentice." He said.

That cats below mumered and smiled. All were happy of the news, more warriors ment smooth work and strong Clan, more apprentices ment warriors, making the Clan stronger and more then that as well.

"First we will start with our apprentices" Firestar said and smiled.

Whitepaw rose and shoke with happiness and intempatation, Brackenpaw was just as happy and joyful. They both stepped forward.

Firestar smiled and began to speck the word brougt down from years and years ago.  "I, Firestar, leader of ThunderClan call upon my warrior ancestors to look down on these apprentices. They have trained hard to understand your noble code, and I commend them to you as warriors in their turn. Whitepaw and Brackenpaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code at all times, and to protect and defend your Clan even at the cost of your life?

Whitepaw nodded and spoke out first "I do." Brackenpaw then took his turn, "I do." He said.

Firestar began again, "Then by the powers of StarClan, I give you your warrior names. Whitepaw, from this moment on you will be known as Whitestorm. StarClan honors your two attributes to apprentice, and we welcome you as a full warrior of ThunderClan. Brackenpaw, from this momment you will be know has Branckenthorn."

Firestar stepped down and rested his muzzle on Whitestorm's head. She licked his shoulder in respect. Firestar then walked to Brackenthorn and rested his muzzle on his head as well. Brackenthorn alsp licked his shoulder.

The cats shouted out, including Ginger, who could tell it was the correct thing to do, "Whitestorm Whitestorm! Brackenthorn Brackenthorn!"

Firestar smiled, "You will now sit vigil and watch over the camp as the rest of us sleep." He said dipping his head.

Whitestorm and Brackenthorn nodded, walked over to the bramble tunnel that lead into the camp and sat down.

Four kits looked at ginger their eyes wide, they would soon be apprentices just like her, even though ginger was a full grown cat, she was as old as Whitestorm. Smaller kits about 3 moons watched from the nursery their mother close by.

Rainwhisker watched with his eyes locked on Ginger. She didn't know why the cat had never warmed up to her, his eyes were mixed with anger and something eles......Ginger didn't know what it was though.

Firestar looked at the cats, "And now for Ginger." He said happily.


Firestar started to talk again,"Today, a cat has Joined and is able to begin training.It is time for her to become an apprentice, please step forward.

Ginger was shaking head to tail, she walked past a few cats and stood forward, she could feel the eyes of the fellow cats burn into her pelt, she tried to ignor it and kept her green eyes locked on her leader.


Firestar smiled and talking again," Ginger, do you promise to protect and defend your Clan whenever needed, to respect, listen to, and obey your mentor, and to train to become a warrior to become warrior of ThunderClan?

Ginger stood forward, "I do."

Firestar nodded and spoke, "Then, from this day forward, until she has earned her warrior name, Ginger will be known Sparkpaw for her appearance." He looked at her and added, "And personality." 

The cats called out, "Sparkpaw Sparkpaw!" Sparkpaw smiled and looked at them all her body felt light, like she could blow away in the soft winds.

Firestar stood high and called out, "This metting is over, return to what you were doing." He called out and went into his den. The cats began to scatter out, Whitestorm was smiling widly at her friend from the bramble tunnel. Sparkpaw smiled back and looked up at the sky, "Thanks you StarClan, I wouldn't give this up for anything." She said, her eyes sparkled and a shoting star flew across the sky. She purred and walked to the apprentices den.

To be continued.............