Sneezingkit's Apprentice Ceremony

With one down, there was only Sneezingkit left to apprentice for the day. Loonwhisper briefly considered swapping mentors again, as to not completely overload a fellow warrior. At the end of it all, he knew Honeytongue wouldn't complain, and the two wayward apprentices would be happy to train together. He would watch their progress eagerly; he wondered if outsiders learned to fish and swim as quickly as born RiverClan cats.

"Are you ready, Sneezingkit?" he asked soothingly.

Sneezingkit bobbed her head up and down, almost comically as Loonwhisper asked if she was ready, "Yes, coo-- choo!" In her attempt to copy Loonwhisper's signature coo, which was really cool, was it like, a secret code or something?, She sneezed, but it didn't seem to phase the giant kit one bit.

Sneezingkit wanted to continue chattering away to the Deputy, but she suddenly remembered this was an official ceremony thingy, so she had to be quiet. Looking at Mountainpaw beside her, she stuck her tongue out, nose scrunching to prepare an oncoming sneeze.

Loonwhisper blinked in surprise as Sneezingkit returned his remark, though the shape of his mouth did not change to reflect the pleased rumble in his heart. Without another word, he cleared his throat. He began, "Sneezingkit, you are the age of six moons, and it is now time for you to become an apprentice. Like Mountainpaw, I see good things in your fate. You sway like a reed, back and forth, with rhythmic timing. How fascinating."

He shook his head to free himself from his fantasy. "From now until you have learned RiverClan's ways, we will call you Sneezingpaw."

There was no pause as he looked to Honeytongue. "Honeytongue, you will also mentor Sneezingpaw. Your apprentices become the finest cats of our clan, and you, the finest mentor. These two will need your help... perhaps desperately. We will see, and you will have the aid of all our clanmates. Good luck to you."

Coming down from the Willow Branch, Loonwhispered hoo-hooed gently at the senior warrior. She had everything under control; he knew it for certain, and she did not need his superstitions at all.