Hazelkit's Apprentice Ceremony

Sablestrike stared at the Jaggedrock for what felt like an eternity. He didn't want to do this today, nor tomorrow. All he wanted to do was go hide in some secluded section of Shadowclan's territory to let out his sorrows, but this was his duty. Whether or not he felt up to it was besides the point.

The black tom took his place on top of the rock and called out. "All cats old enough to silently stalk in the shadows, gather in the shadow of the Jaggedrock for a clan meeting."

Hazelkit silently peeked out of the nursery. She padded towards the jaggedrock and elegantly leaped on top of it, staring at the clearing below. She closed her eyes, then opened them, waiting to hear who her mentor would be. She was definitely not excited, but nor was she dreading this moment. She sat up straight and stared at the deputy, then back at the clearing. Her kit days were over; it was a new beginning for her.

Sablestrike glared at the kit as she joined him. He really should have scolded her for doing something like this in front of their clan, or kicked her off the rock, but that would only prolong this experience.

Perhaps... Perhaps he could use this kit. "Hazelkit, you have reached the age of six moons and are ready to begin your apprenticeship. Until the day you earn your warrior name you shall be known as Hazelpaw, and I will be your mentor. I will teach you all that I know and mold you into a loyal Shadowclan warrior." The tom bent to touch noses with the newly named apprentice. This wouldn't turn out to be a mistake, would it? He had thoroughly enjoyed his time mentoring Sunflare after all, he didn't see how this would be any different. "We start training soon. Go get something to eat and meet me outside of camp." With that Sablestrike dismounted the rock and began padding toward the camp's entrance.