Wisteriakit's Apprentice Ceremony

Blizzardstar leaped onto the Highrock, war or not, injuries or not, ceremonies should still be a priority “All cats old enough to catch their own prey gather under the Highrock for a clan meeting!”.

Wisteriakit poked her muzzle out of the nursery and silently looked around. She knew what day this was, it was the day of her apprentice ceremony. Of course, Wisteriakit was eager to become an apprentice. However, she was also a bit nervous. She knew that becoming an apprentice meant that more responsibilities and duties would be piled onto her. She wasn't going to be a lazy apprentice, though. She would do whatever she was told. The kit hated when attention was on her, so she tried to quietly and inconspicuously creep up through the snow to the crowd. While most kits would head straight up to the front, Wisteriakit stayed at the very back of the crowd and crouched low in the fluffy white snow that hid most of her. However, her ginger patches stood out in the midst of the white like the sun in the midst of the clouds.

Once enough cats were gathered beneath the Highrock, the white leader finally decided to go on "Wisteriakit, please, step forward”.

Wisteriakit looked up once her name was called and she slipped through the crowd of cats. She paused once she was up front and took a tiny step forwards.

Blizzardstar smiled at the kit before talking again “Wisteriakit, you have reached the age of six moons, and it is time for you to be apprenticed. From this day on, until you receive your warrior name, you will be known as Wisteriapaw” She took a quick glance at the warriors gathered before picking one for the new apprentice “Your mentor will be Birdflight. I hope she passes down all she knows on to you” With that she jumped off the Highrock, dismissing the clan.