#alderjay

Apparently because I accept commissions of any ship apparently means I ship it. Big brain moment. I don't even know who Alderheart is either lmao,

Anyways, if I disgust you then just block me homie. Like... I ain't forcing you to look lmao

(Sorry i haven’t posted this sooner! I got a fever ;;)

Written by: Evvy (Evan)

Edited by: Lamebagel (Shane)

        Alderkit looked around, his reddish-brown fur fluffing up. He could almost feel butterflies fluttering in his stomach. He was going to be apprenticed today! How exciting! He couldn't wait! Oh StarClan, I wish Dandelionkit and Juniperkit were here to see this! He ruffled his pelt, trying to look bigger and stronger, and he sure did plan to be. He wanted to impress his leader Bramblestar and show him that he would be a worthy warrior.

        But, among his excitement lurked a stabbing anxiety. What if he didn't know what to say during the ceremony? Did he have to answer any questions? Was it a test? Would it hurt? What if he made a fool of himself, what if-         "Alderkit! Are you excited?" Sparkkit trotted up to her brother, bouncing up and down with energy. You couldn't mistake her for being nervous, anxious wreck like Alderkit. Only a fool would think that.         "Y-yeah," Alderkit replied in a shaky voice, the tone of his voice giving away the fact that he was lying. But of course, like always, Sparkkit didn't notice.         "Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey, gather beneath the high rock for a clan meeting!" Both kits jumped up when they Bramblestar's yowl coming from the across the camp.         "Straighten your whiskers! Make your fur smoother Alder-I'll do it myself!" Sandstorm rambled as she began licking Alderkit's fur furiously and quickly. Alderkit was embarrassed when Jaypaw looked at him. The tom's icy blue gaze seemed to see more than most other cats did,even though Jaypaw was blind. Hollyleaf and Lionblaze, his siblings, both let out a mrrow of laughter. Jaypaw had stared at him, emotionless and bland. He blinked once before setting his light blue, blind eyes on Bramblestar. He heard where his voice was coming from.         When Alderkit and Sparkkit were ready, Brblestar beckoned for them to come closer with a flick of his tail. Alderkit's heart was pounding and his paws felt numb. He couldn't feel anything, it was like he was walking on air. He could sense the eyes of his Clanmates staring right at him, piercing him with their slitted pupils and shades of amber, blue, and green. It made him tingle inside and he fidgeted, petrified.

        "Alderkit and Sparkkit. You have been awaiting this moment for six moons. It's finally time that you begin your journeys as apprentices." Alderkit's heart swelled with pride at these words. "Alderkit, from this day, until you receive your warrior name, you will be known as Alderpaw. I ask Starclan to watch over you and guide you until you find in your paws the strength and courage of a warrior. Molewhisker, you have shown great skill and a determination to do your best, and I believe you are ready to take on an apprentice. You had received excellent training from Rosepetal, a d I expect you to pass on that knowledge to your apprentince. You will be the mentor of Alderpaw, and may StarClan light your path." As he finished his speech, Alderpaw and Molewhisker stood up, dipping their heads in gratitude.

        "Thank you, Bramblestar. I am honored. I promise that I will teach all I know to this young apprentice." Molewhisker mewed as Alderpaw jumped down to touch Molewhisker on the nose with his.         The same thing happened with Sparkpaw, she was apprenticed to Cherryfall. Bramblestar made the right choice for sure, Alderpaw reckoned, noting that Cherryfall was a very bubbly and extroverted kind of cat, just like Sparkpaw. 

      "Alderpaw! Sparkpaw!" Alderpaw heard his Clanmates around him chant his and Sparkpaw's names. Suddenly, his anxiety washed away and he lifted his head up high, letting his pride swim through him. He heard a voice that stood out to him the most. It was Jaypaw. Alderpaw shuffled his paws and turned to his mentor.

       "So, uh.... What are we going to do first?"

       "I'm going to show you around the rest of the territory, and your sister and Cherryfall will be coming, too." Molewhisker mewed in response.

       Oh yeah, that's what all apprentinces do first. Great StarClan, Alderpaw, pull yourself together!

        But, seeing as Sparkpaw had already stopped by the fresh-kill pile, Alderpaw asked Molewhisker if he could get his breakfast first. He replied with a quick nod and went up to the fresh-kill pile. He grabbed a vole and padded up to Sparkpaw. "Hey! Do you want to share this with me?" He asked his sister. She looked away from her mentor for a small moment and nodded. she looked back at Cherryfall and tried to confirm her answer.         "Of course, get your strength up!" Cherryfall meowed, walking away from the two littermates. At once, they had started to share the plump vole. "So, did you wish you had another mentor?" she asked, twitching her tail.         Alderpaw shrugged. "Not really," he meowed back, letting his eyes wander the camp. From across camp, Jaypaw's icy blue gaze caught him like a claw. He didn't show any emotion, not a single shred of joy in those blind blue eyes. How does he live like that? Does he know something nobody else does? He always looked like that, like he didn't give a rat's tail about anyone.          Though Alderpaw felt pity for the blind tabby tom. Maybe he only looks like that because he's blind.... We might not see any more of him than he does of us. Alderpaw wished he could cheer him up and make him smile. But he does realize that it's almost impossible.         "Who are you look-oh." Sparkpaw stopped and turned to look at Jaypaw too. She tried to act distracted by a moth to avoid staring. There was something about Jaypaw that made everyone uncomfortable. He was sitting in front of the medicine den, twitching his tail with his ears back. He looked tired and unhappy. Well, Alderpaw gets it. He has to wait till the next half-moon, which is very far away, to become a fully-trained medicine cat. While on the other paw, Hollyleaf and Lionblaze were made warriors not too long ago.          Alderpaw longed to get up and talk with him, to get to know him, but he knew what it would result in. Alderpaw could just imagine how the conversation would go in his head.

     "Hey, I'm Alderpaw... Uh.... Wanna share a blackbird with me?"

     "Bah, those have almost as much feathers on their wings as you do in your brain. Don't you have tick duty to get to work on?"

     And then he'd give me that cold, dead stare and make me leave.

I ship Jayfeather and Alderheart

Written by: Lamebagel (Shane)Edited by: Evvy (Evan)IMPORTANT NOTICE: This fanfiction takes place in an AU, NOT the canon version of Warrior Cats. The cats will have different ages, relatives, and maybe even names, who knows. The point is, don't be like "that nevr happened in da book!!1!1!" or comment about how the ship is wrong, because me and Evan did our best to put Alderheart and Jayfeather at a closer age and not be cousins so the story would work. Thank you for your time, and we hope you enjoy the story! -Shane

Authors Note EVAN: Hiyo! It's Evan here, I just wanted to let you know that Alderheart and Jayfeather are still related in this story! But Alderheart is Jayfeathers uncle and honestly, i don't care. i only requested Sandstorm and Dustpelt because it adds drama to Firestar and Sandstorm and I used to ship it :D:D:D:D. Also! we are accepting ocs to be apart of this story so if you want your OC to be here, please contact me or Shane!  

WARNING! THIS IS A KITTING SCENE! Nothing that much detailed though!

 "Jaypaw! I need you over here with those herbs, hurry!"   Jaypaw heard the panicked voice of his mentor, Leafpool, from across camp. He was inside the cramped medicine den, sniffing and pawing into the different niches on the cave wall. He'd only been a medicine cat apprentice for three sunrises, and already he had to do something major.  Quickly, he grabbed any herbs that smelt familiar enough between his teeth and darted across camp into the nursery. Dustpelt was pacing to and fro just outside of the entrance, his scent bathed in worry. He was breathing so heavily that if Jaypaw hadn't known any better, it would be easy to mistake him for the kitting queen just inside the den.