hopekit's apprentice ceremony

A ground still marred from falling debris and long-settled snow had been a welcome sight for the molly, finding the aching knot of anxiety slowly unravelling and allowing her a sense of freedom and stability once more. Breathing in the cold air softly, exhaling it out into a puff of visible air, the deputy made her way to the top of the rock she had not stood upon in moons, beaming with slight excitement. With that, Thistlemask called out the first ever summons she had learned, "All cats old enough to catch their own prey, gather beneath the Highrock for a clan meeting!"

Hopekit tilted her head as she felt the vibration of cats paws, the molly sat in the very back unaware it was her day to become a warrior

It only took a few moments for a crowd to gather, eager eyes gazing up at the deputy, her twitching tail-tip betraying that the molly may have had the capacity for feeling anything but neutrality. Taking in a deep breath, she sought out the focus of today's ceremony, moving forward on the stone as she did so. "Hopekit, step forward." The deputy allowed the kit a moment, thinking on her next words. "You have reached the age of six moons and are ready to become an apprentice. From now until the day you receive your warrior name, you will be known as Hopepaw. Your mentor will be Comfreyheart, and I trust that she will guide you to warriorhood well with her moons of knowledge and skill." Thistlemask bowed her head as she dismissed the meeting, allowing the new duo to meet, and the calling of the new name to begin.

Hopepaw Swished her tail not knowing whats happening but something was eagering the clan, his ears swivveled then remembering she couldn't hear the molly twitched her nose, her thoughts rambled onand on of all the questions and stuff she could say but she decide to keep quiet her head lifted higher a little as she waited for her mentor

Hopepaw twitched her tail as ComfreyHeart came next to her, the new apprentice had the worried thought and feel about being a apprentice and warrior but pushed the thought down. Her eyes gazing at the big warrior, she shrugged making herself look more tiny the molly didn't talk nor make a peep. The molly continued to gaze at the warrior with a bit of shyness growing over her, certainly she was developing the personality of shyness or maybe it was their all along and she never knew.