The Twelve & Under Club [Apprentices, OPEN!] Dec 16, 2012 1:01:36 GMT -5
Post by Fawntastic on Dec 16, 2012 1:01:36 GMT -5
I guess I'm the first one here!
A young ruddy warrior-to-be shook the fat snowflakes from his coat, his whiskers twitching as he scented the freezing air, a grin spreading onto his handsome features as his green eyes lit up like emerald fire. The Gatheringplace was always something that gave him a certain thrill, and he eagerly ascended the rock where RainClan's leader, Sandstar usually stood, secretly jealous and very very proud that it was his own mentor that would now stand beside the pale golden striped tom and not someone else. Though he would've given anything to swap places with Razorfang, Russetpaw was now old enough to know that for RainClan to have an apprentice deputy would be nothing short of a laughingstock.
Still, that was one thing he could do nothing about, not for a few more training sessions at least. His warrior ceremony was close, he could feel it in his bones. Purring to himself with the strength of his own contentment and excitement, Russetpaw's green eyes narrowed against the cold, the frigid wind making his eyes water as he surveyed out over the snow-laden meeting place.
It had been his and a couple other apprentices' idea at the gathering to have one big get-together with the other apprentices. Russetpaw's first instinct had been 'that's a great idea! Sweet!' before caution set in and he firmly reminded himself not to blab any of RainClan's secrets while he was there. That was the only way this was going to work, if each cat respected and enacted their right to Clan privacy. Previously sitting upon the snow-caped rock Sandstar usually perched upon, Russetpaw rose up to all fours when he spotted newcomers closing in front all sides, the warrior-to-be calling out a warm, humored greeting.
"Come on slow-slugs! I'm freezing up here!"
Finally! Cats were starting to show up!