Cedarkit's apprentice ceremony

The sun glowed brightly down on the frosted earth of Thunderclan's camp. The snow reached up his paws as he launched himself up onto it's surface with a slight slip. Soft grey skies spoke of more snow to come, and Marshstorm's amber eyes glowered towards them heatedly. He wished they would fade away into the clear blue skies of green leaf, yet that wasn't going to happen. With a soft sigh, he turned his attention down towards camp.

Leaf bare was still new, and prey was still being caught... for now. The reality of the situation didn't escape him. He knew prey would be in short supply, and soon. They needed warriors and apprentices. His pelt prickled with sympathy at kits born this late into the year.
"Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather beneath High-rock for a clan meeting!" He yowled. His voice echoed over the soft snow easily, his black ears pricked and posture calm but waiting as he turned his gaze to young Cedarkit. The reddish tom would finally get his chance.

Nestled in his bed within the walls of the nursery, Cedarkit was comfortable and warm. As soon as Marshstorm's voice called over the ThunderClan camp the young orange tom's ear perked up and he was exiting the nursery. He wrapped his tail over his paws to keep them warm and waited to her what Marshstorm had to say. His mother had informed him that him and his brothers were due to become apprentices soon, it was only a matter of time. Cedarkit hoped and prayed to StarClan that this was his time.

The large dark tom looked down at the kit with a calm, steadying gaze that showed no unease. This was a joyous affair after all, and there was no need to let his concerns about leaf bare get in the way of a kit's happiest moment. Instead, he forced himself to smile down at the kit and waited as the clan finished gathering close.
"Cedarkit, step forward." He commanded after all the other cats had done so.

"Cedarkit, you have reached the age of six moons. It is now time for you to become an apprentice. From this day on, until you recieve your warrior name, you will be known as Cedarpaw." He resumed after only a moment to let the kit step forward. Now, the kit was an apprentice. He turned his gaze to a dark she-cat. Leopardstar's own daughter, who seemed like a good match. " Your mentor will be Pantherclaw. May her bright nature and her courage pass on to you." He finished before he leapt down from high-rock.

Cedarkit's ears sat erect on his head when Marshstorm called his name. The brutish looking young tom stepped forward as gracefully as he could muster. Cedarkit listened to the deputy as he spoke and followed the older cat's gaze when he looked at a black she-cat. Pantherclaw, that was the name of the orange tom's new mentor.

Cedarpaw proudly turned to ThunderClan and took the sight of his fellow clanmates. He had a new perspective about them. Instead of the cats who cooed over him in the nursery, they were now his battle partners and hunting companions. Cedarpaw quickly moved towards his mentor and touched her nose with his. "When do we start boss?"

Pantherclaw blinked as Marshstorm announced her as the mentor. She blinked and stood. This would be her second apprentice and she was still training Ferretpaw. She stepped forward touching noses with Cedarpaw. She smiled"We will start early at Dawn"She mewed"get you some rest for now"She mewed with a purr