twilightkit's apprentice ceremony

It still was of no small surprise to the tortoiseshell that the newcomers to the forest had deemed her Clan as worthy enough to bear their kits. With that surprise, though, came the weight of respect and care. Yet another one of them would be earning their apprentice name today, as she had deemed it proper for them to participate in the rites as any other forest cat would. After all, they had been born and nursed in Thunderclan's own nursery. There was no reason to deny them that heritage that they had found themselves born into. For all intents and purposes, it was a birth right.

Leaping to the top of the highrock, Mottlestar called out.

"Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather beneath the Highrock for a clan meeting!"

Sageroot was quick to join the gathering crowd. What did today have in store? She shifted nervously, hoping there wouldn’t be any more announcements of murderers in camp.