Nightkit's Apprentice Ceremony

A light smile dappled the molly's features as she cast a lazy gaze across the clearing, pleased to find more than enough of the clan to conduct a ceremony. The hot sun had begun to sink below the horizon, allowing for cooler winds to take hold and provide a much needed reprise from the sticky feeling clinging to most cats pelts. Giving her chest fur a swift lick, she made for the Tallrock, stretching quickly before ascending to the top of the ancient rock formation. Clearing her throat quickly before she began, Heronfeather called out the summons, "Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather underneath Tallrock for a clan meeting!"

Nightkit strutted out of the nursery with her chest fur puffed out, an expression of glee taking form on her features. She just knew that today was her day, when she would be named an apprentice and be assigned a mentor. She was going to be the best warrior her Clan had ever seen, and one day, she was going to become deputy, and eventually, leader. With her heart soaring, the grey and white she-kit sat down right in front of the Tallrock, flicking her fluffy tail occasionally.

She took in a deep breath, eyes narrowing gently as she assessed the subject of today's ceremony strut out in a comical way one would associate with a cat of power. Shaking her head; some ambition is healthy, Heronfeather, the molly reminded herself, before beginning the ceremony. "Nightkit, please step forward," Heronfeather called, voice ringing out across the clearing, an excessive amount of delight in her words. "You have reached the age of 6 moons and as such are ready to be apprenticed. From this day on, until you become a warrior, your new name will be Nightpaw. Your mentor shall be..." The molly paused for a brief moment, wondering if her choice of mentor was the right choice- ambition wasn't exactly her forte, but it was too late to change her mind now. "Shrikecall, he will pass on everything he's learned from his mentor and more," There was a warm smile on the deputy's face as she descended the rock to congratulate the clans newest apprentice, and a pang of worry the difficult tom would cause a small fuss.