Larkkit's Apprentice Ceremony

"Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather beneath the willow branch for a clan meeting!" Exhaling softly, Scorchclaw watched the willow leaves bob around him as they swayed to the wind's rhythm. His clanmates were gradually assembling beneath. Dozens of differently-colored eyes gazed back up at him when he looked down. Today was the day of Larkkit's apprentice ceremony. The young tom was Heronflight and Wrenbreeze's son. Heronflight had been a senior apprentice when Scorchclaw had first received his apprentice name, and Wrenbreeze had only left the Warriors' Den a while ago. Now they were parents while the young deputy was going to carry out their kit's ceremony.

Larkkit was very excited for his apprentice ceremony, and he felt that soon, he will be an apprentice. He just didn’t know when it would take place. The brown tom sat down almost underneath the deputy and waited for what this ceremony was.

"Larkkit, step forward." Scorchclaw said the words more out of habit than necessity. The young tom was already at the very front of the crowd, so there was really no need for him to move any more. Any further forward, and he would be directly under the fluffy deputy. "Larkkit, you have passed the age of six moons and your punishment is over. It is now time for you to be apprenticed. From this day on, until you receive your warrior name, you will be known as Larkpaw and your mentor will be Torrentstorm." Tawneyfang had already received an apprentice of her own a while ago; now it was her brother's turn. As mentor and apprentice touched noses with each other, Scorchclaw leaped off the Willow Branch.