a choice must be made [strange weather] Jul 9, 2016 0:08:19 GMT -5
Post by Hellion on Jul 9, 2016 0:08:19 GMT -5
Content with remaining dry a certain golden tabby watched the rain fall from the entrance of the nursery. He and his siblings were quickly growing too big for the darkened den, but he wasn't aloud to be an apprentice. It was quite frustrating for the young tom who wanted noting more but to have permission to leave the safety of the LightingClan camp. Dathi had settle quite well into what was Clan life. He talked with his adoptive parents and learned a lot about what they stood for, but what he didn't understand was why he hadn't been given an apprentice name. Plenty of kits younger than him had left the nursery with their apprentice names. He and his siblings were the oldest that remained.
It was his father, Flashbrook (Burningleaf was often referred to as dad) that told the young tom that he needed a clan-name. Dathi sounded too much like a loner name to be used. That little bit of information only served to further his frustrations. Mama gave him that name why wasn't it good enough?
However, as the tom-kit thought more about in in the days since he asked the more he realized Father was right. A lot of the kits and older cats had two part names, with the first reflecting something about their apperance, or in some cases about their birth. Dathi did mean anything to the Clan cats and the meaning of it was lost on him considering the she-cat who named him had past away.
This entire situation left Dathi on the border between being a Clan cat and just a well treated loner. Firestar had visited the kits from time to time to check on their strength. He once over heard the small leader asking if it was the right time to take the kits to find their own home, but it was often met with Burningleaf or Flashbrook politely telling the leader the kits hadn't learned some survival skill or another.
Nearly bored out of his mind, Dathi watched the water continue to fall as he waited for Father or Dad to arrive.