Tigerclaw readied his haunches. I watched with interest. He leaped on the sparrow, feathers flew everywhere. It was dead. He put it in front of my paws to share. He meowed something that I couldn't hear. Then he sighed, flicking his tail from me to him, and then to his mouth.
I nodded. He wanted us the share.
We sat, side-by-side, eating the prey. I was suprised about how muscular he was.
Then he mouthed, "Snowkit." I nodded. He prowled across the ground quickly, faking a hunt. Then he pointed to me.
Tigerclaw said, "Train. Train." Over and over until my eyes widened. He wanted to be my mentor!
I nodded vigorously. Tigerclaw dipped his head a fraction to me. Then he said, "Snowpaw. Snowpaw. Snowpaw. Snowpaw."
I blinked. My new name was Snowpaw. He didn't do any kind of ceremony. It was just...some words.
My mother, Speckletail, tried to mentor me, I think, but I thought it was some kind of a game. Did everything have to be serious? I didn't understand. Did cats really die in a fight? I didn't understand anything. I wasn't stupid.
Everything just seemed so scary to me.
Tigerclaw put his tail around my shoulders. I quivered in shock. My life was now on the run. I then understood that it was be quick or die from a patrol or more rouge cats. I was safe in my Clan. Now everything was a blur of how I lived.
Tigerclaw trained me. He fed me. I was now training to hunt and fight. Tigerclaw was my mentor. I wondered why ThunderClan banned him a couple moons ago. I never heard...of course...the true story.
But to me, he seemed like a dream come true...He helped me understand my life and how much I was worth.
Now our training really starts 3 moons later.