Owlpaw's Mentor Changing Ceremony.

Marshstorm's heart weighed heavily in his chest as he observed camp. His gaze fell onto a young brown tabby apprentice. Eaglefang was no longer here, his heart clenched at the knowledge. He was in starclan now... with the other ancestors, with the rest of his family. The pain that went through him at the thought made him shudder and wince. Still, the apprentice was young. They needed a cat to guide them, despite the painful death of his own grand nephew, there was no reason or sense behind delaying it. Slowly, he stood and padded to high rock. His leap onto the top landed with a soft 'thud' as he misjudged the distance. This would be his first announcment, and part of him was thrilled, yet scared.

"Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather beneath the Highrock for a clan meeting!" He yowled, as he forced his voice to remain calm. He could do this.

Owlpaw walked towards the Highrock and sat under it patently waiting, she was sad. Eaglefang her mentor had died. She did not know why the deputy called for a clan meeting and waited for the deputy to tell why.

(OCC: so short ;;)

Marshstorm looked down at Owlpaw with sympathy as his tail twitched behind him, deflecting his nervousness.
"Owlpaw, step forward." He meowed calmly, keeping his voice steady and watching how other cats responded. This wasn't going to be a warrior ceremony, so he hoped that the apprentice's hopes weren't too high. "Due to the death of Eaglefang... you have been left without a mentor." He pushed forward, trying to keep the grief out of the front of his mind for now. "It is time for you to recieve a new one, so that you may continue to learn." A small smile crept onto his muzzle. There was something he could do to ease the pain as he nodded firmly to himself. "Your new mentor, will be me." He glanced up at the clan and tilted his head in a small, polite dismissal as he leapt down from High-rock to touch noses with his new apprentice. "I look forward to seeing your progress, young Owlpaw."