Rainfire sat in a circle next to Birchclaw and Ripplegaze. Since Hawkpath was presumed dead, the cats close to her were holding her wake.
"She was a good apprentice." Birchclaw mewed, "She had so much energy."
"She was a great friend." Rainfire murmured.
Ripplegaze, Hawkpath's mother, spoke next, "I was always proud of her, even if she was scatterbrained at times."
Shinestar climbed up to a low, overhanging branch on a tree; the pale morning light caused her silver fur to shine.
"Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather to hear my announcement!" She yowled.
The cats sitting around for Hawkpath's wake looked up as the other cats gathered around the tree.
"It is a sad time when lose a warrior, but clan life must continue," she said, "And as Ravenpaw is temporarily without a mentor, for Ripplegaze is still recovering her wounds from the fox, she and I agree that Rainfire should take over Ravenpaw's training. This gathering is over."
Rainfire stood up and walked over to his new apprentice, excitement mixing with grief.
"What kind of training would you like to do later?"
"Well I need to work on my hunting." Ravenpaw decided.
"All right. We can do that later. We should catch up on our sleep first, though." He said.
"Okay." Ravenpaw yawned.
Rainfire curled up in a ball under a bush. Squirrelheart joined him curling herself next to him.
"I'm sorry for your loss." She was meowed, "She was a brave warrior and will be missed by the clan for many moons."
"Thanks." Rainfire mewed. It seemed strange to go to sleep when the sun had just risen, but he managed it anyway.
His sleep was of memories mixed with dreams.