The surge toward the Highrock came slower than usual. As usual, one kit stuck out. Rather, the flower standing bright against her ginger fur did. Thrushnose was no stranger to having plant life caught in her pelt—it was inevitable, given her frequent patrols and the forest’s thick undergrowth—but something about how the flower remained perched in Cherrykit’s fur seemed intentional. Thrushnose stared, wondered. With a start, she realized the crowd had settled into place, probably eager to get back to their nests. “One of our kits has reached the age of six moons,” she called. “Today, she will become an apprentice. Cherrykit, step forward.”
Once the kit had done so, she continued. “From this moment on, until the day you earn your warrior name, you will be known as Cherrypaw. Kestrelswoop will be your mentor.” Kestrelswoop had already proven himself capable of handling a pawful of an apprentice; Cherrypaw seemed much milder in comparison. But then, she didn’t know Cherrypaw. She could only hope her guess turned out to be right. “I trust him to pass everything he knows on to you,” Thrushnose meowed, gaze shifting from mentor back to apprentice. As the crowd began to rise, she turned to make her way back down the Highrock before the heat could sink any deeper into her pelt.
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