Mosskit's Apprentice Ceremony

Jumping up onto the tallbranch, Tinylegs let out a content sigh, ready to conduct another apprentice ceremony. "Let all cats old enough to climb a tree gather here for a clan meeting!" the short, white and grey tom called out.

Mosskit wasn't sure how to feel. 

She stalked out of the nursery without a word, her head held high as she padded towards the front, nearest to the Talbranch. She knew what today was; it was the day she would become an official apprentice of Skyclan. Even worse, her father wouldn't be here to see it. She glanced around at the crowd ans sighed. For a moment, just a moment, Mosskit expected to see his black and white pelt among them, silently cheering her on.

Waiting a few moments for cats to gather, he spotted Mosskit among the growing crowd and decided to begin. "We gather here today to give a kit their apprentice name. Mosskit," he mewed, his gaze looking down the kit. "Please step forward," the short tom mewed, giving a curt dip of his head to the younger cat. "Mosskit, you have reached the age of six moons, and it is time for you to be apprenticed. From this point, until you receive your warrior name, you shall be known as Mosspaw. I will be your mentor," Tinylegs finished, a smile on his muzzle. Leaping down from the tallbranch, he made his way over to his new apprentice and touched noses with the younger she-cat. "I can't wait to start training with you," he mewed cheerfully.

The ceremony went by so fast, Mosspaw barely even registered what had happened. Before she knew it she was touching noses with Tinylegs as he smiled and gave her a word of encouragement. The black and white she-cat blinked a few times before smiling back, determination shining in her green eyes, "I won't let you down!"