Sunflower
Thunderclan Warrior
Light blue eyes opened and the golden and white molly’s eyes scrunched up slightly as the sunlight hit her face. Sunflower’s head looked around and saw the sleeping warriors surrounding her, the molly’s expression lighting up. It had been a couple of days since becoming a warrior, such a surreal feeling indeed. Sunflower had been so nervous about her warrior assignment, that she mostly wouldn’t pass. But with the help of her friends and mentor working closely with her, she was able to pass and get her warrior name! Quickly rising from her nest, the golden and white molly quickly slipped out of the warriors den and into the clearing. The warm sunlight hitting her fur, her blue eyes closing for a moment. It was a hard leaf-bare, but she was confident that things would get better when the snow melted. The young warrior began padding towards the clearing, biting her lower lip as she was trying to figure out what to do. A hunting patrol was leaving, she was debating if to tag along and help out, but she decided against it. Sunflower could check on the nursery queens and see if they had needed anything, as it seemed like everyone was working closely to make sure that the nursery den was all patched up. It appeared that she was lost in thought, because next thing Sunflower knew was that she had bumped into someone. Her light blue eyes were widened as she felt herself slipping with the ice but thankfully the feline managed to grab her gently by the scruff before the smaller molly completely fell face first into the icy area of the clearing. Letting out a soft squeak in surprise, Sunflower managed to gather her footing slowly before feeling the other feline releasing her. “I-I’m so sorry!” Sunflower exclaimed, her eyes widening when seeing it was Amberhawk. The golden and white molly’s cheeks were heating up. How could she embarrass herself badly and she wasn’t even a warrior for a week! Her mouth parted in shock as she was trying to figure out what to say when looking up at the larger tom. The golden bengal was well known for making the journey to save the clans from the black throat plague when he was a mere apprentice, the two had a couple of moons apart from them but never properly interacted with each other unless it was for patrolling. “H-Hi Amberhawk” Sunflower said softly, as she was cringing with how she was being. The molly was quite a shy cat, not really speaking to someone until being spoken to. It was due to being the only kit in her litter and her parents being overprotective because of it. Taking a couple of breaths to calm herself down, a sheepish smile appeared on her face “Uh.. How are you? Did you do anything interesting in the border patrol this morning?” Sunflower questioned, wanting to generally know how it was. “I’m so sorry, about bumping into you.. I was just thinking of what to do, it feels weird not having a mentor not telling you what to do anymore.” Sunflower confessed, as she was surely adjusting to warriorhood. Maybe Amberhawk knew a couple of tips.
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Amberhawk smiled down softly at the feline, his nose twitching as he offered her a small chuckling watching her tail sway at his compliment; wanting to see her smile again the tom cat leaned down his muzzle close to her ear his words a mere whisper “Sunflower, you are a gorgeous warrior.” His gaze peered back at her to catch her expression as he guided her out of the Thunderclan camp.
Amberhawk would be lying if he didn't feel a warmth of pride swelling within him, he honestly didn't think anyone even cared that he was gone. Even when he returned home aside from getting his warrior name, finally, his family didn’t even seem to notice that he helped save the clans. “There’s nothing to admire really, I couldn't exactly ignore Starclans order.” Trying his best to make sure he didn’t come off as a bastard by bragging about his part in the journey. He got an amazing experience that most cats don't get to have.
“I don't regret going though, I met some amazing warriors on my journey. Who knew that the warriors from the other clans would be so…nice” Growing up most kits are always taught that the others clan are horrible cats that would start a fight on sight but this time gave him a new insight on the other clans
“Orion was a loner that took refuge in Windclan who got to accompany us on the journey. I look up to him so much, I really hope he sticks around in Windclan, you’d really like him. Maybe one day I can introduce you two.” Amberhawk blushed slightly when he realized the praise he was giving the other feline who wasn't even in his presence. Clearing his throat he turned his attention back to the she cat beside him now, enjoying their stroll, lost in the happiness he felt in this moment.
The mention of his aunt and all her kits caught his attention, knowing he was doomed to mentor one of his cousins, “Sunflower, I’ve seen you out in the field before. I know whichever one of the little heathens gets to be your apprentice is going to be lucky to spend so much time with you.”
Taking in a deep breath Amberhawk pranced in front of Sunflower, his gaze staring down at her, he felt his heart pounding in his ears, praying the molly could not hear how nervous he was.
“Actually I’d um I’d like to spend more time with you…if you’d allow me the pleasure.”