Bearkit and Blizzardkit's Apprentice Ceremonies

Thrushstripe once again jumped up onto the tallest rock that overlooked the clan. It was still strange being up here, especially in Nightstar's absence. But ceremonies needed to be done, so he was going to do it. "Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather underneath Jaggedrock for a clan meeting!" he yowled.

It was finally time! A soft squeak filled the air as Bearkit wiggled her way from the nursery's grasp, her fur still a mess. She didn't really wait around for Mistflower to try to tame her fluffy fur, instead she was to excited about the ceremony. She came to a stop not far from the nursery, her gaze flicking back for a few seconds before she sat down, waiting for others to arrive. She was a bit upset that Ebonykit wasn't becoming an apprentice with her because she had hope to stick close to her sister for their lives, as Ebonykit was the only sibling that Bearkit was truly close too. Her tail wrapped around her paws as her ears fell slightly, a soft, hurt look crossing her face. Why did Ebonykit have to want to go become a medicine cat apprentice? Bearkit didn't want to grow apart from her but now she feared she would. However, the kit soon shook her head, taking a deep breath, No; no time for sad feelings. It was a time to be happy, she was going to become an apprentice.

Blizzardkit padded from the Nursery, tail held high. As he passed Bearkit, he came to a stop. Eyeing his sister's upset expression, he nudged her. "I thought you would be more... excited to be becoming an apprentice!" He nosed her fur reassuringly before he continued toward the crowd of cats that was already forming at the base of the rock. Curling his tail around his white paws, he hoped silently that Bearkit would feel better soon.

Bearkit blinked in surprise as she felt Blizzardkit nudge her, and smiled weakly as he spoke and gently nosed her. She wanted to respond, but just held her tongue as he walked away. This wasn't time to dwell on how much she would hate leaving Ebonykit as they went their different paths; Blizzardkit was right. This was her apprentice ceremony, she should be more excited. She shook her head, and stood up straight, doing her best to look exited. Her eyes flickered up toward her father, waiting for him to speak. It was time for her and Blizzardkit to become apprentices; that was all that mattered for now.

OOC: oh fudge muffins. Sorry. I shall get to it now.

After seeing all of the cats that gathered, Thrushstripe continued with the ceremony. "Today we gather to make these two kits apprentices. Bearkit, from today until you earn your warrior name, you will be known as Bearpaw. I believe that Ravenstorm is ready for an apprentice. May she teach you all she knows," he said before moving his gaze to Blizzardkit. "Blizzardkit, from today until you earn your warrior name, you will be known as Blizzardpaw and I will be your mentor." And that was that! New apprentices were always good. Jumping down from the rock, he let the other cats celebrate the achievement of the apprentices.

The newly named Bearpaw blinked as she glanced around the clearing, trying to spot Ravenstorm. When she saw the black warrior, she got to her paws and stumbled over to the warrior, her tail-tip flicking. She gently leaned up to try to touch noses with the she-cat, swallowing slightly. "I-I won't let you down," she sad with a soft nod of her head.

Blizzardpaw felt a surge of excitement at his father going to be his mentor. He padded up to him and touched noses with the ShadowClan leader, tail swishing with pride.