Five Paws Stronger [APPRENTICE CEREMONY] Jun 28, 2013 22:59:13 GMT -5
Post by Fate of Five Admin on Jun 28, 2013 22:59:13 GMT -5
Her deputy’s kits, all five of them, were crowding up the nursery. This fact had not at all gone unnoticed by Ravenstar. She had spoken briefly with Gracklefire earlier that morning about them. Now it was sunhigh and time for NightClan to gain five new apprentices. She may have held the ceremony sooner, but she knew mothers often liked to have their kits cleaned up nicely before their apprentice ceremony and StarClan knows how hard it would be to get five kits clean and how long that might take. Ravenstar was just glad she wasn’t Gracklefire at the moment.
Without any further hesitation, Ravenstar trotted to the boulder NightClan’s leaders had used since coming to the valley to address their Clan from and leapt nimbly onto it, turning to let out her familiar call, “Let all cats able to walk on their own four paws gather beneath the Boulder Ledge for a Clan meeting!” She settled into a comfortable sitting position as she waited for her Clan to assemble, curling her fluffy tail over her small white forepaws and enjoying the thin rays of light that found their way through the dark pines above to fall upon her black coat. The day was pleasant, even with the light, chilly breeze. It carried none of the malice of leaf-bare, not yet. It was too early in the season.
When the majority of the Clan had settled around her, she stood once more, tail raised proudly. Naming new apprentices had to be one of the best things about being a leader, that and naming new warriors. She was sure every leader of every Clan could agree on that fact
except Lionstar, fuck Lionstar. “Today we make some room in the nursery,” she purred, amused as her gaze sought out the five kits who were becoming ‘paws, “Five kits have quite outgrown their current den.” She gave them all a small nod, “Palekit, Starlingkit, Cedarkit, Juncokit, Mothkit… step forward.” She waited until they had before speaking once more.
“You have all reached six moons and it is time for you to be apprenticed. From this day, until you receive your warriors names, you will be known as Palepaw,” she paused briefly between each new apprentices’ name to let them sink in and give them each their own moment in the spotlight, her pale amber gaze moving slowly from one to the next as she called their new names, “Starlingpaw… Cedarpaw… Juncopaw… Mothpaw.” She paused once more after she had named them all as she sought out the cats she had chosen as mentors for them.
“Halfmask! You have proven yourself a capable warrior and are more than ready for your first apprentice. You will mentor Juncopaw and I trust you will pass on all you know to him,” she gave the younger she-cat a brief nod and waited for the two cats, mentor and apprentice, to touch noses as was tradition, and for the Clan to greet Juncopaw by his new name.