the blood in our veins is gold [apprentice ceremony] Sept 8, 2016 22:37:39 GMT -5
Post by Insidious on Sept 8, 2016 22:37:39 GMT -5
Ordinarily, a father beamed with pride on the day their kittens were moved into the apprentices’ den, but Dimstar’s face was as stone-cold and unflinching as it always was. He scarcely cared that they were his own flesh and blood; it mattered more to him that they were warriors in the making. He took his rightful spot on top of the boulder ledge, but he didn’t immediately call for the meeting. Instead, he took a moment to look through the faces of NightClan that waited to be properly summoned. He had an idea of who he was going to choose to mentor his offspring, and of course, his mate had had her say in the matter. He wanted nothing short of the best for his three kittens, but he couldn’t deny that there were a couple of young, arguably inexperienced cats that deserved the chance.
Besides, it wouldn’t be difficult to replace them as mentors if they didn’t meet his expectations.
“May all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather beneath the boulder ledge for a Clan meeting.” Dimstar’s tail flicked idly behind him as he waited for his Clan to gather, eyes trailing towards the nursery in wait of Starlingcry and their kittens. He knew she would usher them towards the front of the crowd, and when she did, he would exchange a look with her to confirm their decision; as the mother of their litter, her opinion mattered, and he wanted to make sure she knew that. If she was second-guessing who they chose for Sootkit, Coalkit, and Ashkit, he would welcome her to speak up in front of the Clan since it was no longer applicable for her to do so in private.
He was the leader of NightClan. He wouldn’t let anyone doubt that his decision and his decision alone was final. However, Starlingcry was his mate. He had chosen her, and in doing so, he agreed to her terms. He wouldn’t deny her the influence she deserved through being their mother; she had undoubtedly been a lot more present throughout their lives than he had ever been. "Ashkit, Sootkit, and Coalkit, please step forward."