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I've waited so long for this. I can't ruin it now. Who cares if Wildkit and Featherkit are not allowed? I shouldn't need to tell them Lightstar might not let them become apprentices if they keep acting like this. Dreamkit watched her sisters fight. In the nursery, she could here Goldenkit, her best friend, complaining as he was cleaned. Dreamkit perked her ears as he quieted, joining her at the nursery entrance closely followed by Winterpetal, his mother, and her own mother Gingerspot. He sat next to her. They both flinched as Gingerspot hissed and pounced onto Featherkit and Wildkit, one in each paw.
"How many times do I have to tell you? Apprentices don't fight like you two! Do you want to be apprentices?" She growled. Both were able to struggled free and sat up abruptly.
"Sorry." They mewed in unison. Goldenkit shifted closer.
"What this time?" He asked.
"A mouse." Dreamkit replied, glancing over at Goldenkit. As usual, he was tall, proud and confident looking. His white chin was high, while his golden-brown spotted back was straight. His chest was out, his tail curled neatly around his paws. Dreamkit looked away. He seemed different to her, something she had been noticing for about a moon now. His tail was growing longer and more controllable, his legs also becoming tall and more slender. His body was becoming lean and muscular. His green eyes were always fixed directly ahead, but when they were on Dreamkit, she could see them sparkling like a dew-strewn leaf. When she looked at him, she felt something more, something stronger then what she had felt since they could see. Whatever she could feel, it was not friendship. Was it love?
Dreamkit couldn't dwell on the thought any longer. A sudden shadow blocked the sun. All six cats standing outside the nursery looked up. A darkened tan silhouette laid at the top of a pointed rock which leaned into most of the clearing. Dreamkit could only tell who it was by knowledge. It was Lightstar, leader of WaterClan.
"Let all cats old enough to hunt for themselves gather here beneath the Highrock for a Clan meeting!" She called. Goldenkit and Dreamkit exchanged an excited glance. Even Featherkit and Wildkit perked up. All kits looked at their mothers, who both gave a quick nod. They stood up and bounded over to the center of the group.
"Are you ready?" Featherkit asked Wildkit, so that only those nearby could hear. Wildkit nodded.
"I ask upon my warrior ancestors to look down upon these kits. They wish to become warriors, but must first become apprentices. Featherkit, from this moment forward, until you have earned your warrior name, you will be known as Featherpaw. Beetlewing, you are ready for an apprentice. You will mentor Featherpaw. Goldenkit, from this moment forward you will be known as Goldenpaw. Nighthawk, you will mentor Goldenpaw. Dreamkit, from this moment forward you will be know as Dreampaw. I will be your mentor. Wildkit, you have chosen a different path. From this moment forward, until you have earned your medicine cat name, you will be known as Wildpaw. Palesong, you are ready for an apprentice. You will train Wildpaw." Each mentor touched noses with their apprentices. Dreampaw and Goldenpaw looked at each other. Their mentors, Lightstar and Nighthawk, were almost inseparable friends, like them. Beetlewing and Brightwish had been their apprentices not many moons before, and they were always training together because of their mentors. That meant they would too.
"Featherpaw, Wildpaw, Dreampaw, Goldenpaw!" The Clan chanted. Suddenly, the happy chants broke off, giving way to fear scent and muttered gasps.