Golden, Russet, and Silver's Apprentice Ceremony.

Froststar wondered if it was better before, whenever there was only a couple of cats wandering around RiverClan camp. Surely that was an easier time than now, whenever kits outnumbered the warriors and ran around just under every cat's paws, tosses moss balls around and disturbing what little peace there was in the first place. Sure, kits were adorable and all, but never having had any herself, Froststar wasn't particularly good with the small ones. Leaping up on to RiverClan's favorite willow tree, Froststar called out to the clan for a meeting.

Silvershade padded over to the tree, taking her regular place, waiting patiently.

Goldenkit bounded out of the nursery, fur well-groomed and shiny. She took her spot not far from the base of the tree, grinning wildly.

;~;
Russetkit padded out of the nursery den. To be perfectly honest, he hadn't a clue why Froststar was calling this meeting together, but that didn't stop him from holding his chin up high and strutting like a bamf.

"YOU TWO ARE APPRENTICES CONGRADU-FAWKING-LATIONS. GAWD RUSSET WHAT WERE YOU DOING IN THERE WRITING A BOOK ON REASONS YOU'RE A STUPID LITTLE SHET????. TOOK YOU LONG ENOUGH. JEEZ. I'M SO DONE WITH YOU." ststar hoped of da greatrok nd strutted away aint no mess wit frostst aint no one

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It's late okay

IC: Russitkit and Goldenkit, you have both reached the age of six moons, and it is time for you to be apprenticed. From this day on, until you receive your warrior names, you will be known as Russetpaw and Goldenpaw. I will mentor you both (aka i will do nothing and you sit there and look pretty while you secretly hate me lol)."