Fracturedkit's Apprentice Ceremony

"Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather beneath Jaggedrock for a clan meeting!" She yowled from atop Jaggedrock.

The she cat made her way from the nursery her fur groomed nearly as she made her way over and sat down quietly. Her indigo blue eyes that were more blue then purplish looked up at Littlebrook. Fracturedkit smiled her tail flicking at her for paws as her black and white tail wrapped around her paws.

As the black and white she-kit bounded up to Jaggedrock, Littlebrook started the ceremony. "Fracturedkit, step forward." She meowed, only continuing once the kit had done so. "You have reached the age of six moons and are ready to begin training. From this moment on until you receive your warrior name, you shall be known as Fracturedpaw. Your mentor will be Russetfang."

Fracturedpaw smiled at her name and looked around with her eyes sparkling as she looked for her mentor Russetfang.

Russetfang instantly shot up. Her?! Starclan why her? She bit her lip and began to walk over to her new apprentice. Did Littlebrook really think she was worthy to have an apprentice? Especially after becoming a warrior not too long ago. She trusted Littlebrook and knew she did things she believed were right. If the deputy believed she was ready, then she was ready. The she-cat had a neutral expression to keep her persona as she reached her apprentice. Once she bent down to touch noses,  however, her mouth morphed into a kind smile and her eyes were shining with excitement. "I promise you, Fracturedpaw, that you will become one of Shadowclan's greatest warriors. Try to rest because training starts tomorrow." the she-cat said to the newly made apprentice. She straightened up and resumed her indifferent expression and walked away.