The leader smiled as Gingerkit made her way to the Tallrock. She was a spunky thing, filled with energy, bouncy and ready for adventure. That spirit had never left Finchstar, and he hoped it would never leave the kit beneath him either. "Today we hold a ceremony, WindClan. Gingerkit has reached the age of six moons, and is ready to explore." Finchstar smiled and raised his brow at the scrap beneath him, knowing all to well the excitement she held in her paws. "Gingerkit, from this day forward, until you reach the age of warriorhood, you will be known as Gingerpaw. Foxspirit will be your mentor." The leader grinned widely and nodded at the russet warrior, knowing that her intelligence would serve the young kit well.
Feeling giddy, the tom leapt down from the Tallrock and let out a smirk, lifting his maw to the sky to shout; "Gingerpaw! Gingerpaw! Gingerpaw!"
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Loachkit
of RiverClan
Kit
10 HP / 30 SP
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