Spottedpaw's Warrior Ceremony

It'd seemed like ages since he'd last conducted a warrior ceremony and one might've said it had been. But, no matter how long it'd been since his clan had received another warrior, pride bubbled under Tinystar's pelt that his clan was growing and thriving once more. "Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather beneath the Tallbranch for a clan meeting!" the abnormally small leader called once atop the ceremonial branch.

After his moonstone trip, Spottedpaw was feeling more reserved than usual. It had been a heavy conversation with the Tribe cat. However, even in his moodiness, the news that he would be made a warrior soon was a source of great pleasure for the young tom, and he kept his hears and eyes open for the telltale signs of a ceremony. When Tinystar's voice rang through the camp, his head lifted from his paws and he jumped to his feet to head to the base of the leader's tree. For a brief moment, Spottedpaw wondered what it was like to stand up there and look over the camp, but his focus returned to Tinystar, and he gave a sheepish smile to the leader upon remembering his misadventure not too long ago.

Waiting for the apprentice to make his way to the front of the crowd, his gaze met Spottedpaw's unusually tired one, and he gave a curt nod to the tom, a smile still on his muzzle. Looking back among the crowd of growing cats, the leader waited a few moments for the hushed conversations to die down before starting.

"We gather here today to give one of our apprentices their Warrior name and rank," he began, his light blue gaze scanning over the crowd. It was a good thing that they were gaining another warrior today, for as much as he hated to admit it, his clan needed more warriors. "Spottedpaw has proven himself worthy to climb the ranks of SkyClan and receive his warrior name," Tinystar spoke and then paused for another brief moment before continuing.

"Spottedpaw, please step forward." Once the apprentice stepped forward, the short tom continued. "I, Tinystar, leader of SkyClan, 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. Spottedpaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code and to protect and defend your Clan, even at the cost of your life?"

He stepped forward as he was told, chest puffing and tail lifting up high. Few things felt as good as being called worthy by his leader, and he could only hope StarClan thought the same. He already had a lovely encounter in which he was told about his flaws. Grinning up at his leader with kit-like excitement, Spottedpaw meowed, "I do!" With all the genuine intention he could muster.

Once the apprentice replied, he went on with the ceremony. "Then by the powers of StarClan, I give you your warrior name. Spottedpaw, from this day forward you shall be known as Spottedleap. SkyClan honors your determination and loyalty. Congratulations," he finished. With that, Tinystar leaped down from Tallbranch, and making his way over to the newly named warrior, reached up and offered a soft bump of his muzzle to the tom in a quiet form of congratulations as the rest of the clan flocked forwards as well.