Warriors Flames Burning, Tiger Rising book two

Chapter One

"Every cat who is old enough to climb, gather around the high ledge for a Clan meeting" Volestar yowled, Flamingpaw ran to the high ledge. Once all the cats had gathered around their leader, Volestar meowed, "As you know Rainheart's kits need to be apprenticed, but soon so will Swallowfur's too". "But I'm afraid we don't have enough warriors for this, so I'm making a new warrior!" Volestar meowed and let his gaze drift to the cat next to Flamingpaw, Dewpaw. Flamingpaw gasped, but Dewpaw never controlled her anger! "Dewpaw please step up, Flamewind says your ready to become a warrior" Volestar meowed, Doveheart puffed her chest in pride, "For while, until you receive your elder name, you will be know as Dewfang". Cheers rose up from the cats, "DEWFANG, DEWFANG".
Flamingpaw hissed in anger, and when Dewfang came over to him he stalked away. "Hey Jealous-Brain, I'm a warrior before you, you have to do what I say, and have fun in the apprentices' den" his sister called after, Flamingpaw's back bristled. "GUESS WHAT? I'M PART OF A PROPHCEY! AND YOUR JUST A STUPID WARRIOR!" Flamingpaw leaped at his Dewfang, his eyes were empty of mercy.
Flamingpaw batted Dewfang blood in his claws, his jealousness had got ahold of him. Flamingpaw fought greatly, but Dewfang had always been a better fighter. At the end, she had pinned him down."Lair" she hissed to him, blood dripping from her muzzle. "I'm not a lair! Your not a good warrior!" he hissed back.
"Excuse me, Flamingpaw meet me in my den. Dewfang last pick of the fresh pile tomorrow for you" it was Volestar,  disappointment in his eyes. "Of course, 'KING', of course" Dewfang growled, but Volestar ignored the rude comment.
"Hello Flamingpaw, we need to talk" Volestar meowed, sitting in front of Flamingpaw. "Are you going to kick me out of the clan? Or fight me to the death?" Flamingpaw responded quickly, but fear pulsed around him. "No, those are stupid ideas! I actually talk to you about this so-called-prophecy" Volestar's voice was calm and confident, Flamingpaw relaxed a little.
"You see, me and Amberleaf have had a dream of a prophecy. Well, Amberleaf did... but that does not matter!" Volestar meowed, "Tell me how did the prophecy go?". "It was, sparrow's call will awake the Robin, that kills the tiger. But a flame will scorch the lion" Flamingpaw repeated the words that the whispers had meowed, "You are the flame, you will scorch the lion". Volestar was quiet for a moment, any cat could see he was thinking.
"You are dismissed, your punishment is flicking of fleas" Volestar meowed at last, and Flamingpaw nodded as he padded out the den.