SilverKits paws quivered with excitement as she walked from the shaded ferns and brambles of the nursery. She could just see the beautiful colours of the warm sun pass over the horizon, while the fall breeze combed through her silvery pelt. The past few moons SilverKit spent the last six moons cooped up in the nursery and limited to the camp walls. She was overwhelmed that the one time, she would be made an apprentice on the night of the gathering while the moon shone its brightest over the four great oaks. As SilverKit gazed around the clearing, many cats were happily straying from their dens taking their places in front of the high rock. SilverKits gaze turned to the magnificent rock where PineStar stood, his broad shoulders and strong bones ripping from his light but fluffy fur as he fixated his eyes on SilverKits mother, BlueFur was walking next to her kit with her tail held high with pride.
SilverKit knew her mother thought of SilverKit as a brave and intelligent kit with a great future as a leader or deputy, since BlueFur was the deputy of ThunderClan. SilverKit though, thought of a deeper and more concentrated thought. She could remember scents.. SilverKit could not understand the deep feeling, a swelling within her. She had never heard her mother speak a word of a sibling or father. SilverKit had a feeling that her father was meant to be hidden and perhaps a bad cat from the looks cats gave her when She had first ventured outside of the nursery. These feelings to SilverKit were delicate and had to be nurtured with care. One wrong move, one wrong paw step and they would break to never be fixed.
As SilverKit sat at the base if the High Rock, she thought of mentors. Who could or would choose her? SilverKit was hoping for BlueFur but she might have another litter with a cat. SilverKit shook her head slowly, "PineStar would not give me a bad mentor, and ALL cats of ThunderClan are good cats." SilverKit watched around to see the cats that were left to be gathered. Only a couple were left, since most were on patrols. She looked at the protective brambles that gave shelter to ThunderClan and felt good, she looked at the sky and only a bit was showing from the leaves that safely covered the camp from birds. "Safe." She thought to herself. But SilverKit could not shake the feeling that there was bad to come, even when she was not around.
"Are you alright dear?" BlueFur asked SilverKit bending down to lick her kits head. "I'm fine." SilverKit answered avoiding her mother from fussing over her. PineStars meow for silence echoed through the clearing and all the cats fell silent. "I have gathered you here for good and bad news." Some cats around were a little disappointed. SilverKit could hear them muttering words from all around her. PineStar flicked his tail and the cats fell silent once again. "The bad news is that we have scented ShadowClan on our territory, we fear that-" before PineStar could finish the cats had already begun to panic in every way possible. The medicine cat though, SpottedLeaf just stared at the high rock and the cats and eased them as a few went to her asking questions frantically. "Silence!" PineStar yowled. "You all are acting like kits!" He meowed. "You handled this better when I said RiverClan and ShadowClan were joining!" Some cats fell silent, a little embarrassed that they acted as kits. SilverKit looked at her mother and she was stiff with annoyance. "Silence!" She yelled. All cats stopped their worries and stared at the deputy. "Show a little more respect for your leader!" she added and swung her head to the high rock. "Thank you BlueFur." PineStar meowed thankfully dipping his head. "Since you all are panicked I'll move to the happier news. SilverKit has reached her sixth moon and it is time she becomes an apprentice." The cats around the clearing purred and SilverKit hesitantly stepped forward. "Until she gets her warrior name, this kit is will be known as SilverPaw." He stopped, watching SilverPaw with happiness. "BlueFur, you have requested to mentor your daughter and I have granted it. BlueFur you are a cat of great bravery and wisdom, pass this in to your apprentice, SilverPaw." "Yes PineStar." BlueFur promised and bent over to SilverPaw and sniffed her.
All the cats came to SilverPaw congratulating her. She saw older apprentices, warriors, queens, and elders all happily congratulating her as an apprentice of ThunderClan. All of them had happy expressions on their faces and purred loudly. When the mob of cats cleared, SilverPaw trotted over to her mentor. "What first?" She asked excitedly. She was very energetic and proud of her new status. "Not tonight my darling." BlueFur meowed softly. "Awwwww, why not?" SilverPaw asked, disappointed. "It's a gathering." BlueFur answered and made her way to PineStars den. SilverPaw watched warriors, queens, elders and few apprentices gather a line led by PineStar and BlueFur. They then all thundered from the clearing on their way to the gathering.
SilverPaw was left in the camp with a few warriors, apprentices, an elder and a queen. SilverPaw began to make her way to the apprentice den. As she entered, there was a Tom and a she-cat curled in the middle. SilverKit blinked for a moment and settled herself by a tree trunk and closed her eyes. SilverPaw awoke in a strange place. It had beautiful rocks everywhere and her mother BlueFur was trotting to someone. What is she doing? SilverPaw asked her self in confusion. She followed her mother until another scent washed over to her. She could not see anyone yet, but she could smell him. She saw an autumn colored cat walk over to BlueFur. They nuzzled each other and SilverPaw awoke in her mosss bedding. She shook herself after realizing it was a dream and went from the den. The clearing was strongly deserted of all cats and she could not smell anyone. Then she heard the cats from the gathering as they entered the clearing. "How was the gathering?" SilverPaw asked curiously. "Oh fine." Mousefur answered and made her way to the warrior's den.
