Frostpaw's Warrior Ceremony

Littlebrook leaped up onto Jaggedrock. "Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather beneath Jaggedrock for a clan meeting!" She yowled, the worry behind her eyes expertly masked. Lichenfang's visit was very concerning, and she couldn't help but think that something bad was coming for ShadowClan.

Frostpaw padded over to the Jaggedrock with curiosity lacing his gaze. Perhaps an apprentice or warrior ceremony? He knew it had the possibility to be his, as his mentor had said he was ready. He just didn't know when which was driving the fluffy apprentice mad. Nevertheless, Frostpaw had already sat down, flicking his frost-blue eyes to Littlestar. He flicked his tail slightly in anticipation, he was already getting his hopes up. He hoped to Starclan it would finally be his turn to serve his clan as a warrior.

Littlestar shook her grim thoughts and attitude away before attaching her deep blue gaze onto the cat that the meeting was for. This was a day for celebration. She didn't want anything to dampen the happiness shared with this tradition, so with a flick of her dappled tail, she began the ceremony. "Today we gather to give an apprentice his warrior name." She announced, letting her attention waver to her clanmates for only a moment before they returned to Frostpaw, and she continued. "I, Littlestar, leader of ShadowClan, call upon my warrior ancestors to look down on this apprentice. He has trained hard to understand the ways of your noble code, and I commend him to you as a warrior in his turn. Frostpaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code, and to protect and defend your Clan, even at the cost of your life?" She spoke purposefully, in hopes of conveying the importance of the very vow he was about to take.

Frostpaw shook his fur and stepped forward. So today was the day after all. He had been waiting for this day from the day he was born. There was no reason not to be excited. Even if he thought he couldn't possibly know everything there was to know about being a warrior, he was sure he knew it and just didn't believe himself. Excitement flickered behind his eyes, followed by determination. The words flowed from his mouth easily, with no hesitation. There was no reason for hesitation. “I do.”

“Then by the powers of StarClan, I give you your warrior name. Frostpaw, from this moment on you shall be known as, Froststone. StarClan honors your intelligence and determination, and welcome you as a full warrior of ShadowClan." She purred warmly before leaping down to finish the ceremony and join up in the chants of his new name.

It seemed almost like a dream, he finally had his warrior name. Froststone padded up to his leader, giving her the lick on the shoulder as per the ceremony. He heard his new name chanted. Froststone. He liked it. He just wished that Tigerpaw was getting her name along with him. He would honor his clan with his new name, and defend it with his life. He murmured a thank you to his leader, and to his mentor. He then padded off to prepare for his vigil.