Amberkit, Pinekit, and Mosskit's Apprentice Ceremony

It was good to be back. Darkstar took a long, loving look at Thunderclan's camp. The last time she had been here was when Riverclan and Skyclan took over their territory. She'd been the deputy back then. It was so long ago. Her kits were almost ready to be warriors now, and they hadn't even been thought of while she was here. With a grin even bigger than during any previous ceremonies, she called out the true words. "All cats old enough to catch their own prey, gather under the Highrock for a clan meeting!" No "here" instead of Highrock. It was in camp, on this ancient stone, beneath Starclan. This was to be her first ceremony with all of the right details in place. And now, she waited for the three kits to emerge for their ceremony.

A warrior exited the warriors den, she sat down in front of the Highrock, her head tilting high as she looked at Darkstar and waited for the meeting to start.

Amberkit nudged her brother, Pinekit, exited out of the nursery, her yellow eyes shinning, while Pinekit, trailed her feet, looking bored, his green eyes dull. The two Havana Browns sat behind the rest of the gathering cats.

Cloverpool padded out after her adopted sons, leaving Burningkit inside the nursery so she could see who their mentors were going to be. She purred and flicked them with her tail before grooming their pelts.

Mosskit raced out of the nursery, excited to have something to do - well, she could sneak out again, but that gets boring after a while. The restless kit plonked herself down beside Amberkit and Pinekit, and looked to the leader with starry eyes.

Seeing as all three had appeared, she took no time in starting the ceremony. "Amberkit, Pinekit, and Mosskit. You have all reached the age of six moons and it is time that you became apprenticed. Please step forward." The first new generation of Starclan-loyal warriors was about to begin on their path.

Amberkit stepped forwards, looking eager, but her brother followed her with his head bowed, looking smug and hateful. She was starting to get anxious around his behaviour.

Blackpaw emerged from the Apprentice's Den, gazing up at ThunderClan's rightful leader. A purr escaped him, warm with the thought that he was finally safe again. He sat down, grooming his pelt with soft strokes, as he listened to Darkstar's voice. He failed to notice Pinekit's expression.

Mosskit bounded forward, a confident smirk on her face. Her emerald orbs glittered with excitement as she waited to receive her apprentice's name. Mosspaw... she thought. It does sound rather nice!

Blackpaw seemed happy to see the joy of a kit's first ceremony again. He ruffled out his glossy coat, and awaited the names to be given.

For a moment, Darkstar was a bit unnerved at Pinekit's expression, although she didn't show it. It was a bit odd. She continued with the ceremony despite the feeling. "From this day forward, until you receive your warrior names, you shall be known as Amberpaw, Pinepaw, and Mosspaw. Your mentors will be Blizzardshine, Frozenflame, and myself, respectively. I hope we can pass our knowledge down to you." She hopped down to finish the ceremony and to touch noses with her new apprentice. Maybe her deputy could figure out why Pinekit- Pinepaw had that look. Hopefully it was something minor.

Mosspaw touched noses with Darkstar, her new mentor. Her eyes shone brighter than ever. Wow! The leader herself is going to be my mentor?

Blackpaw dipped his head, smiling delicately and politely for a cat such as him, tail waving happily for the new apprentices. He rather envied the fact that Mosspaw received the leader herself as her mentor, however, he mustn't drop his formal demeanour. He felt a spark of happiness kindle slightly.