Swiftshadow's True Backstory

**Hey guys, as you already know, I am leaving the WillowClan Roleplay Wiki. Before I leave, I know there have been some confusions with Swiftshadow's backstory. I am making this page to show her true backstory. This is some fan fiction I made, and takes place in ThornClan, many moons ago, when how they lived was a bit different. -SwiftShadow777**

## Chapter One

Swiftkit emerged from the ThornClan nursery for the first time. In old ThornClan  traditions, kits were not allowed out of the nursery until they were six moons and ready to be apprenticed. Every apprentice was assigned to a den with other apprentices with things in common with them. Each den was led by a senior warrior, who trained the apprentices in the den. Thornstar walked up to the kit. "Welcome, Swiftpaw." he mewed. The ThornClan apprentices had no official ceremony. The leader continued. "You have been assigned to Creekshadow's den, because you are half-clan. Your denmate is named Redpaw." Swiftpaw sighed. She knew she was half-clan. Her mother was TundraClan. She hated when the cats of her clan rubbed hit in. At least she would be training with another half-clan cat. Redpaw, according to Thornstar. Swiftpaw looked up and saw a tall yellow tom standing before her. "I am Creekshadow." he boomed. "I am going to be training you and Redpaw. Swiftpaw smiled and nodded. She walked into her new den to begin making her nest. A dark ginger tom with yellow eyes was in there. "You must be Redpaw." Swiftpaw mewed. Redpaw nodded. "Yeah. You're Swiftpaw, I'm assuming. The half-Clan one?" Swiftpaw winced. "Aren't you half-clan as well?" Redpaw shook his head. "I don't know who my parents are. They abandoned me as a kit, and I came here." Swiftpaw settled into a nest near Redpaw's. "Interesting." she mewed, but Redpaw had left the den. *I wonder if he wants to be my friend. Maybe I'm just that weird half-clan cat. That's how the rest of the Clan sees me.* Swiftpaw sighed. Was ThornClan her home at all?

## Chapter Two

"Swiftpaw! Come on!" Redpaw called. "Creekshadow is giving us our first training lesson!" Swiftpaw's eyes brightened. She raced towards the training grounds, Redpaw not far in front of her. The two apprentices sat before the large yellow tom. He cleared his throat to speak. "You are probably expecting me to teach you how to hunt, or fight. That is not the first thing you learn in ThornClan. The forest decides if you are worthy." Redpaw looked confused. "How does the forest decide?" he asked. Creekshadow grinned. "Not just any forest. The Dark Forest. To be a true ThornClan warrior, must dream your way into the Dark Forest a quarter moon after your training begins. Once you arrive there, you will be welcomed and trained by the cats of the Dark Forest." Swiftpaw was awed. This Forest sounded amazing. "What happens if we don't dream ourselves into the Forest?" Redpaw asked. Creekshadow sighed. "The fate has not happened to many. If you do not dream yourself into the Forest within a quarter moon, then you are not a worthy warrior of ThornClan. Any cat who is not worthy is banished forever from ThornClan!" Swiftpaw shivered. What if she couldn't dream herslef into the Forest?