Buzzardkit’s Apprentice Ceremony

Though Goosepaw had been successfully named and assigned a mentor, the ceremonies were not yet done. “Buzzardkit, step forward.”

OOC: this takes place immediately after Goosekit’s ceremony and before Magpiekit’s.

Swiftspirit sat near the nursery with her remaining kits, though her ears immediately pricked at the sound of Goldenfang's voice calling Buzzardkit forward. They had grown so fast, and now it was her son's turn to be named an apprentice. She gave him one last lick between the ears and an encouraging smile, waiting for the ceremony to take place.

The loving lick placed between the tom's ears was well received, and he purred in response, beyond excited for his sisters- somehow forgetting what was about to take place until he realised he was standing in front of the deputy. Buzzardkit's jaw opened as if he was about to stammer a hello, but quickly shut, remembering the proper etiquette for such a ceremony. Instead, blue eyes gazed up at Goldenfang, admirance shining through as bright as the sun.

Goldenfang nodded down at Buzzardkit in encouragement. She didn’t have her own kits and wasn’t really experienced, but she was already partial to this litter because they belonged to Swiftspirit. Of course her friend would have healthy and charming kits. “You’ve reached the age of six moons and it is time for you to be apprenticed. From this day on, until you’ve earned your warrior name, you will be called Buzzardpaw. Your mentor will be Shrikestorm.” Goldenfang honestly knew little of the tomcat except that he was level-headed and outspoken. “Your mentor has trained for many moons and is highly experienced. He will guide you as you grow and share the ways of the Code with you.”

Shrikestorm raised his head, surprised to hear his own name. He didn't have much to do for quite some time. His brand of clan loyalty hadn't been accepted in WindClan, as somber a feeling as that was. Still, he was being trusted with an apprentice, and to share the ways of the Code. Chuckling to himself at that, he came over and touched noses with his new apprentice. "I will do my best for you, Buzzardpaw."

The excitement buzzing through his paws and under every inch of his fur came to an abrupt halt as his new name hung in the air for a heart-beat, immediately resuming once he processed that oh wait, he's Buzzardpaw! Purring, he stretched out to meet his mentors nose, eyes slipping shut as he did so. "I can't wait!" The tom replied with nothing short of intense enthusiasm, dashing off from his mentor to rejoin his family, only slightly desperate for the praise from his parents.