Lakekit’s Apprentice Ceremony

Goldenfang remained on the ground this afternoon. She’d been holding off on most of her duties as she healed from her rocky labor, and didn’t dare try to step paw on a rock so high she could snap her neck should she fall the wrong way. Her constant headache and dull vision were warning enough. So she sat below her usual meeting place, leaving her growing kits in the nursery, and called the Clan together as loudly as she could manage. “Let all cats old enough to run the moor gather under the Tallrock for a Clan meeting!”