Redkit's Apprentice Ceremony

Webtail leaped onto Jaggedrock and called out the traditional words said by all leaders. "Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather here beneath Jaggedrock for a clan meeting."

Redkit strutted over to the Jaggedrock.. Was this his apprentice ceremony? He knew it was time. Time to show then he was the absolute best. He sat down.

"We gather here today to give a kit their apprentice name and the start to their path to their warrior name. Redkit, step forward." He mewed, looking down at the kit with amusement. He remark about more ambitious cats to follow Ghoulfire had begun to materialize. It was a shame that warrior had an apprentice already.

Lightningstrike sat in the clearing and watched the ceremony with a nonchalant expression. There had been so many of these ceremonies that he could practically know everything that would happen in striking detail.

(Instead of diving into the depths of the last gathering to find a mentor for him, I'll save both of us the torture and give you Lightningstrike.)

(Cool cool - I like to think of that gathering as the Great Cesspool of Angst, to be honest)

Redkit stepped forward proudly, his head held high with a big smile on his face.

(Right on)

Webtail took in a breath and continued. "Redkit, you have come of the age of six moons. Until you have earned your warrior name your name will be Redpaw." He looked to his son for a moment. "Your mentor will be Lightningstrike, may ge teach you everything he knows."
The leader jumped down as the ceremony concluded.

Lightningstrike stood and padded forward, he would lying if he said this wasn't exciting. His newest marks from battle made him seem all the more confident. He moved to touch noses with the new apprentice. They'd be an interesting match, he'd shape the already confident apprentice into a cunning warrior soon.

Redpaw, as he was now known, touched noses with his mentor, glowing with pride. He was the best, he knew it, and nobody was going to tell him otherwise.