Tuftkit's Apprentice Ceremony

Another morning dawned with SkyClan within the territory of the river cats, but today, for the first time since coming here, Wolfcall had an apprentice ceremony to conduct. Tuftkit had reached her six moons, half of which had been spent out of their own territory, it felt like. That was something that made the deputy incredibly sad. Nevertheless, he kept his composure as he made his way to the spot where Spottedstar had held Dawnhawk's warrior ceremony only days earlier. "Let every SkyClan cat old enough to climb a tree gather before me for a clan meeting," he yowled.

Tuftkit knew what today was. She'd been counting the days as long as she could even comprehend numbers. The kit was now six moons, which meant she was eligible to become an apprentice. Hearing Wolfcall's voice, she sprang to her paws. It was time! Unable to contain her excitement, Tuftkit moved past cat after cat to get as close as she could to where everyone was being called. Then, she sat with her tail twitching almost violently in anticipation.

It was clear that Tuftkit knew what this meeting was for, and it made sense. She was the only kit recently coming of age - Redfall's litter still had a bit of time before they would be old enough to take on apprenticeship. He met the little kit's gaze and smiled. "Tuftkit, please step forward. You have reached the age of six moons, and are ready for an apprenticeship," he told her. "From this day forward, until the day you earn your warrior name, you will be known as Tuftpaw. Your mentor will be Foxfire - I trust him to teach you everything he taught me, and more,"