Hello everybody! I'm here with my third chapter of Graystripe's Destiny. This chapter is the last chapter when Graystripe is a kit and becomes an apprentice. This chapter is relatively short because nothing happens in this chapter. This chapter takes place one moon and twenty nine days after the last chapter, so this chapter takes within two days. Next chapter is where all the action begins that is actually in the books. This chapter is just a place holder between Chapter 2 and Chapter 4. This is going to the shortest chapter in Graystripe's Destiny.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Warriors!
Chapter 3
Light shimmered inside the almost empty nursery. It was the only Brindleface and I in the nursery. Just recently, my mother, Willowpelt moved into the warrior's den because she didn't want to wake me up for joining the dawn patrol. That happened four dawns ago, when Willowpelt was sleeping with me and when she woke me up, I scowled at her.
Fresh kill! I jumped out of my nest and jumbled out to the entrance of the nursery. I looked back to Brindleface sleeping peacefully in her nest with a slight bump on her belly. So that is where new kits come from! New kits made my belly jump. But Brindleface's kits wouldn't be born in at least four moons, and I'd be an apprentice in one day! Imagine sharing the snug apprentice's den with Dustpaw, Sandpaw and Ravenpaw and be called Graypaw and have a great mentor.
As I walked out of the nursery, I could see that the fresh kill pile was stocked already. The dawn patrols were gathering at the entrance of our clearing. I really wanted to go with them, but I knew I had be an apprentice I dare go with them.
"Graykit, come back to the nursery right now and take a nap!" I could hear Brindleface's furious hiss from across the clearing.
"OK Brindleface, I'll be back in the nursery in two minutes." I yelled. "Why does she have to act like my mother? She's not even retaliated to me." I muttered through my breath. I saw Dustpaw go through the entrance of the camp with two mice in his jaws. He looked proud with his chest held high. His mentor, Redtail looked pleased with Dustpaw, so I ignored them.
When the two minutes were up, I stretched and stomped back to the nursery. I didn't want to nap. I was almost an apprentice, for Starclan's sake, and Brindleface kept acting like I were a newborn kit. I'm not that useless!
"Go take a nap, Graykit. For Starclan's sake, you're almost an apprentice. You have start acting like an apprentice." She scoffed.
"Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey join here beneath Highrock!" Bluestar yowled all over the clearing. The day had come. It was my very own apprentice ceremony! I jumped with delight while my mother, Willowpelt tried to hold me down to groom me. Unsuccessfully, my mother shoved me outside the nursery to walk up to the Highrock.
I raised my chest high and walked proudly over to Highrock. I could see a million pairs of eyes burning into my pelt. I walked across the area of the clearing to reach to the bottom of Highrock.
"Today we are celebrating a most wonderful moment in clan life. Graykit has reached his sixth and now knows what it is to be a Thunderclan cat." Bluestar began the ceremony. She signaled with her tail to me to walk up the Highrock. "From this day forward until he has earned his warrior name, this kit is going to be called Graypaw. Lionheart, you have shown courage, bravery, understanding and you have excellent hunting and fighting techniques. I expect you to pass all that you have learned and your wonderful characteristics to this young cat."
Lionheart as my mentor! Yippee! Lionheart is the best mentor to have because he was so brave and patient and he's good with young cats like me.
I padded happily down the Highrock to touch noses with Lionheart and I could hear the loud cheering, "Graypaw, Graypaw, Graypaw…"