Brookkit's Apprentice Ceremony

"Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather beneath the Willow Branch for a clan meeting!" The time had come for yet another apprentice ceremony. Scorchclaw stood on his usual perch in the willow tree, gazing down upon the central clearing. As of today, both Brookkit was ready to claim her place in the Apprentice Den. The fluffy deputy flicked his dark-tipped tail, waiting with mild impatience as the RiverClan cats began to gather down below.

The small siamese cat stretched her paws and yawned when the deputy called for a clan meeting. She was getting a little too big for the nursery but not as big as Alderkit, who was older than her. Brookkit looked at her mother, Swanpetal, for a second, before leaving the reed den. If Scorchclaw was making the announcement, it was most likely that it would be an apprentice ceremony! Maybe not hers but of her friend, Alderkit. He would be an apprentice and soon after him... she would join him. The she-cat sat at the edges of the crowd and waited for the brown tabby to call her friend's name.

"Brookkit, step forward." As soon as the gathered crowd had grown quiet, Scorchclaw called the she-kit forward. Gazes turning in her direction, the RiverClan cats began to shuffle out of the way, clearing a path to the front. When she was standing before the Willow Branch, the deputy continued, "Brookkit, you have reached the age of six moons, and it is time for you to be apprenticed. From this day onward until you receive your warrior name, you will be known as Brookpaw. Your mentor will be Wolfsong. He is a strong, experienced warrior who has lived many moons. I believe he will train you well." With those few words, the ceremony drew to a close. Scorchclaw watched in silence as the newly-appointed pair of mentor and apprentice touched noses, carrying out the tradition that had been entrenched by past generations.

Wolfsong looked at the deputy, a new apprentice? Already? His previous apprentice had just been named a warrior before dying and now he had a new apprentice on his paws? The dark furred tom let out a low sigh, hopefully she wouldn't be one of those annyoing apprentices that talked way to much, in his opinion those were the worst ones. He got up from where he had been sitting and padded up to the newly named apprentice that stood in front of the Willow Branch. He looked at her for a few seconds before touching noses with her. "Training starts tomorrow." he told the young she-cat