Russetkit and Wolfkit's Apprentice Ceremonies

"Let all cats old enough to capture their own prey gather underneath Jaggedrock for a clan meeting!" Thrushstar yowled.

Wolfkit rushed out of the nursery as soon as Thrushstar's yowl. Finally! The she-cat was excited to finally start training. Battle training sounded amazing to her. The only downside was that her sister, Puddlekit, wasn't being mad an apprentice alongside her. Wolfkit had always dreamed of battling and training with the smaller kit. But she told herself that Puddlekit would be made an apprentice not long after.

Russetkit left the nursery, his slender body weaving between the warriors and apprentices until he was in the midst of the group of cats beneath the Jaggedrock. The tom kit's short, ruddy fur was cleaned and groomed by his mother, and his eyes found the leader aptop of the rock and stayed there, waiting patiently.

Puddlekit bounded out alongside her mother, yearning to be beside Honeydrop. Unfortunately, she was the last of her litter to be apprenticed, and although she hated fighting with a passion, Wolfkit and Marshkit would be able to train with her, if she only became a -paw soon.

The blue-grey kit sighed, dropping her moss on the moist ground. Being in the medicine den was fun. Why couldn't Wolfkit see that?

She sat, watching her older sister with pride and a tinge of uncertainty. Her eyes fell on Russetkit, her denmate, and she felt even more lonely, being left behind. Impressed with his patience, she attempted to do the same, sitting up straighter, puffing out her chest—even giving her coat a small, quick lick.

Hazeflight followed Wolfkit and Puddlekit out. The silver She-cat found it hard to hide her pride that Wolfkit was to be an apprentice. Purring, she wove her way through the mass of cats to sot beside her two kits." Are you excited Wolfkit?"she purred giving the she-kit a swift lick to make her look a little more tidier. "Soon you'll be joining Emberpaw in the apprentice den!"

"Tonight we gather to make these kits apprentices," Thrushstar said. "Russetkit, from now... on until you receive your warrior name, you will be known as Russetpaw. Your mentor shall be Littlebrook. Wolfkit, from now on you will be known as Wolfpaw. Your mentor will be Mudfoot. May they both teach you everything that they know." It was quick, but these were simple. Leaping off of the rock, Thrushstar let the clan finish the ceremony.

Russetpaw smiled as he heard his new name. He bowed his head respectfully toward Thrushstar, before searching the crowd for his new mentor. His eye caught Puddlekit, a she-kit whom Russetpaw had seen around in the njrsery before. He smiled at her, then tore his gaze away.

Hazeflight purred, she was glad her daughter had received such a great mentor. Mudfoot had been an excellent mentor to her and hoped he would pass down all he knew onto her.

Wolfpaw gave Puddlekit a sad look. Tonight she would be sleeping without her best friend next to her. While she was happy to begin training, she was expecting a cold and lonely night in the apprentice's den.
To her mother she meowed simply, "It'll be nice to be out of the nursery." Quickly, she walked away to meet Mudfoot.

"I look forward to training with you," She said as she touched her nose to the senior warriors.