Mistkit opened her eyes, light streaming through the branches.
"I had to get up at some point" sighed Mistkit. As she walked out of the nursery, her littermates stopped playing.
"Hey Mist," Said Nightkit. "it's our ceremony today, reminder?"
"Like anyone would want to mentor her." Sneered Marshkit. He said it like it was an insult like it was an inside joke she didn't get. But she understood
" Ya I remember."
"Well come on then' the ceremony is about to start.
"Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather beneath the Hightree for a clan meeting." yowled Rushstar, her father, and leader. After the murmurs died down, Rushstar called Mistkit and her littermates.
"Marshkit, you have reached the age of six moons, and it is time for you to be apprenticed. From this day on, until you have earned your warrior name, you will be known as Marshpaw. Your mentor will be Sparrowfur. I hope Sparrowfur will pass down all she knows on to you."
"Marshpaw! Marshpaw! Marshpaw!" yowled the clan
"Nightkit, you have reached the age of six moons, and it is time for you to be apprenticed. From this day on, Until you have earned your warrior name, you will be known as Nightpaw. Your mentor will be Beetlefang. I hope Beetlefang will pass down all he knows on to you."
"Nightpaw! Nightpaw! Nightpaw!" the clan once again yowled out the name of the new apprentice.
Mistkit felt a rush of pride and happiness for her sister.
"And now it is time for Mist." Mistkit could feel rows of eyes staring at her.
"Mist, I say this before you as leader of StormClan. You shall never become an apprentice, and you will never become a warrior of StormClan. You may live here, but never under my rule, will you be an apprentice." Cats let out gasps of horror. Never had a cat been denied being an apprentice. Cloudfoot looked at Mistkit with sympathy. This can't be happening, it just can't!
sorry, it's short.
