''Are you going to accept?'' Grasskit asked, eyes wide. ''I don't think I have a choice,'' Breezekit said, face emotionless. ''Breezekit, this is wonderful!'' Tinykit said, happy! ''What?'' the other three sisters exclaimed. ''Think about it. You won't have to go to battle with the other clans!'' Tinykit exclaimed. ''But….I want to be with you guys...I want to have a mate and kits, I want to have adventure…'' Breezekit started. ''Eww, a mate?'' Grasskit said, disgusted. Graykit shot her sister a look. Grasskit threw away her humour.
AT THE CEREMONY
Rosestar confidently stood over her clanmates. ''Mudkit, please step forward,'' she announced. Mudkit nervously padded over. ''From this day on, you will be known and Mudpaw,'' Rosestar said in a loud, clear voice. ''Your mentor will be Runningwhisker,'' she added, purring. Runningwhisker looked honored, as Windclan chanted, ''Mudpaw! Mudpaw!'' Tinykit was now Tinypaw, whose mentor was Morningfoot. Grasspaw, her mentor was Tallfrost. Graypaw, Amberpelt. Another tom, now Nightkit, his mentor was Gorsewing. All were happy. Except Breezekit.
''Breezekit, come forward,'' Rosestar stated. Breezekit came up. Then, it was all a flash. She was Breezepaw, with Appletail as her mentor. Sharpeye was a little angered. ''A medicine cat!'' he had spat. But Mothflower, who was proud of her daughter, convinced him it was good, fore Breezepaw was special and important.
''Your training begins at once,'' Appletail declared, rooting through her stocks of plants and herbs. ''First we'll go over all the herbs and plants. But I am sure you know most of them,'' Appletail added, laughing a bit. Breezepaw did not join in. Appletail noticed and asked, ''What is this plant, and what does it do?'' Breezepaw said, ''It's Burdock Root, it is used to treat infections, like rat bites. ''Good,'' Appletail said, and moved on to Borage Leaves. Breezepaw got everything correct, from the use of cobwebs, to thyme, a herb to calm a cat. But she answered with no emotion, no happiness, nothing.
Appletail had enough. ''Breezepaw, what is wrong?'' she asked, concern plastered on her face. ''It's nothing,'' Breezepaw said, again with no feeling. ''Breezepaw,'' Appletail wouldn't give up. Breezepaw cracked. ''Why am I a medicine cat's apprentice?'' she spat, angered. ''I should be training to be a warrior! I should make BOTH of my parents happy, and Sharpeye is clearly not! I am not with my sisters, and I want adventure, and to start a family!'' she yowled, rage boiling inside her. Despite the scene her apprentice was making, Appletail remained calm.
''I know how you feel. I have been watching you. You look at Crowear in amazement as he practices for a battle, just in case Riverclan has been acting strange. You admire Brightfur and Whitestripe for their confidence. You look up to Onefeather, who has no fear. I know, Breezepaw,'' Appletail sighed. Breezepaw was staring at the ground, a mixture of sadness, anger, and confusion clashing inside her. Appletail blinked, and took out some watermint. ''Now, what does watermint do?'' she asked. ''Watermint treats bellyaches,'' Breezepaw said, with a bit of attitude. Appletail purred a ''correct.'' Though she didn't want to, Appletail knew that Breezepaw had accepted her destiny.
I accept my fate, Breezepaw silently said.