Sparkkit's Apprentice Ceremony

Blizzardstar leaped onto the Highrock, ready for another ceremony “All cats old enough to catch their own prey gather under the Highrock for a clan meeting!”.

Sparkkit was sitting by the fresh-kill pile eating a thrush, watching the other kits play. Most of them didn't like him much, so he tended to just hang out by himself. When Blizzardstar stepped onto the Highrock and yowled out the customary call, he got up and padded over. Maybe this was his turn? So many of the others his age had already become apprentices. He glanced around, and plopped down at the edge of the gathering crowd. He didn't really have many cats he really wanted to sit with; without a mother, father or littermates, the only ones who wanted to sit with him were his friends, and he didn't really have many of those since most of the other kits treated him like a rogue. Honestly, Sparkkit didn't have much of a social life at all, and he had just been counting down the days until his ceremony. Again, he asked himself, could this be it? Could it be my turn?

Once enough cats were gathered beneath the Highrock, the white leader finally decided to go on "Sparkkit, please, step forward”.

Sparkkit looked up at the big white leader. It really was his turn. He had been excited before, but that was before he had known it was really going to be him. He slowly, carefully stepped forward and looked around at the watching crowd, wondering and waiting nervously to find out who his mentor would be. Would they like him?

Blizzardstar smiled at the kit before talking again “Sparkkit, you have reached the age of six moons, and it is time for you to be apprenticed. From this day on, until you receive your warrior name, you will be known as Sparkpaw” She jumped off the highrock and padded towards the new apprentice with her usual gentle smile “I will be your mentor. I hope I can pass down all I know on to you” As soon as she was done speaking she lowered her head to touch noses with the small kit.

Sparkkit continued to look around for his mentor until it registered to him what Blizzardstar was saying. His brain exploded with a thousand different thoughts and emotions. She would be his mentor? The leader? This would surely get the envy of the other, more aggressive and spirited apprentices. Why him? But most of all, Sparkpaw was thinking, will she like me? In awe, he shyly looked up at her. His new mentor leapt down in front of him and they touched noses. "Thank you," he whispered.