Chapter One
Wolfkit scrambled out of the nursery along with her brother. She mewled excitedly, "Oh Foxkit, I can't wait until sunhigh! Can you?" Foxkit shook his head eagerly. He purred, "Come on, let's practice our fighting skills!"
The two kits wrestled in front of the nursery. Foxkit batted the tabby's head. Wolfkit playfully hissed and pounced on the tom's bushy tail.
A pale queen hissed, "Stop that, you two! Thornkit, Icekit, and Birdkit are still several moons away from being an apprentice. They are still small and weak! You're disturbing them."
Foxkit and Wolfkit stopped abruptly. Wolfkit ducked her head and mewed, "Sorry, Lightfoot. We'll go somewhere else."
The white queen's eyes softened as she paused. Then Lightfoot purred more gently, "Why dont' the two of you go wait by the highledge. It is almost sunhigh anyway. I bet you can't wait for your apprentice ceremony." Lightfoot nudged Wolfkit. The tabby squeeked. The two kits ran until they reached the highledge. Foxkit mewed, "When do you think Morningstar is going to call the Clan?"
The golden-brown kit purred, "It's got to be soon!" The two cats waited in silence for what seemed like moons.
Eventually, a light ginger she-cat appeared from the camp entrance. The warrior padded past the kits and leaped onto the highledge.
The cat yowled, "Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather beneath the highledge for a Clan meeting!" The ThunderClan cats slunk out of their dens. They sat down near the highledge, waiting for their leader to speak.
Morningstar meowed loudly, " Two of our fine kits, are ready to be apprentices." The ginger she-cat glanced down at Foxkit and Wolfkit.
"Foxkit, from now on, you shall be known as Foxpaw. Shadear, you are ready for another apprentice since Sharpfang is now a fine young warrior. You will be Foxpaw's mentor. You are the finest deputy I've had in the longest while that I've become leader. I expect you to pass down all your skills down to this new apprentice so that he may be an honorable warrior of ThunderClan."
Shadear stepped forward to touch noses with his new apprentice, Foxpaw. A gleam of proud satisfaction showed in the red tom's greenish-amber eyes.
Morningstar called out once again. "Wolfkit, you too, are ready to be made an apprentice." She paused, her eyes expressionless. "Until you receive your warrior name, you shall be known as Wolfpaw. I will be your mentor."
Wolfpaw looked startled. Her leader was to mentor her? The little golden brown tabby suddenly felt her heart throb in excitement. She barely noticed that the Clan was shouting "Foxpaw!" and "Wolfpaw!"