achlys apprentice ceremony

"Let all cats gather for a clan meeting." Stoatfur meowed after jumping onto the highrock. Minkstar had accepted these loners before his passing. So much had happened these past few sunsets. He tried not to think about it but these cats, regardless, needed to become a part of the clan - needed to work for it. One of them would be named today as an apprentice of Thunderclan. They would be trained properly in the ways of the forest. Swallowing, he settled down, trying to ground himself. This wasn't going to get any easier, was it?

The molly had woken early, watching as light filtered in through the trees and cast weak shadows on the ground, as cats milled in and out of the camp on patrols to protect their territory and hunt- much like her father had employed at home. Except here, everyone contributed to everything, instead of having assigned roles. It intrigued her, to be able to hunt and fight at the same time, but she lacked bravery to enquire about it to one of the clan cats, still worried about her placement in the clan.

At the new leaders call, Achlys had stepped from her nest at last as she decided that today she would come watch, her curiosity to understand more about the clan getting the better of her.

"Achyls, it is time you join Thunderclan as a true apprentice. From now on, you will be known as Thistlepaw. I will train you. We start tomorrow." The rogue was one that had joined the clan right before Minkstar's passing. Her and her sisters were still growing acclimated to life in the clan, this was the next natural step. Stoatfur leaped down, dismissing the clan meeting.