Sagekit opened her still sleepy eyes. She had had another dream, another lesson on loyalty. She already knew when to be nice to the other Clans, when it's gone too far, and when your loyalty had gone to too much of an extreme, and she was still a kit! Wishkit does know a whole lot, she thought. Sagekit, with her claws sheathed, of course, pounced on Waspkit to wake him up. "Huh? Wishpaw—"He was cut off by simply realizing he was awake.
Waspkit's POV
I was woken up by the feeling of my sister, Sagekit, pouncing on me. I had just had a dream about Wishkit telling me she had become Wishpaw. It was very short, 20 seconds. After that dream, I realized we were going to have our apprentice ceremony today! "Hey, Sagekit, we're becoming apprentices today," I meowed. All she said was a simple "I knew that."
Narrator's POV
Sagekit said a few words to Waspkit. Licking her lips, she prepared to say I knew that from the start. Wishpaw told me. But all that came out of her feline mouth was "I knew that."
TWO HOURS LATER...
The Clan Meeting! I don't want to type ALL THOSE WORDS, so let's say both of the apprentice ceremonies have been completed.
Wasppaw goes to Redheart
Sagepaw goes to Aquaheart
Rushfang goes to the elder's den
-oOOo-Do you think I made a pretty necklace? Okay, back to the story.
Wasppaw was very joyful. He was finally an apprentice. It had felt like 6 lifetimes, and not 6 moons, of being a kit. Sagepaw felt the same. She was so happy she felt like she could climb the Sky Oak. She had an idea. She padded across ThunderClan territory over to the Sky Oak. She unsheathed her laws. Lifting a paw to the bark never felt better. Sagepaw felt like she was finally free. One claw digging into the wood, another... Once her whole paw's claws were sunken into the rough wood of the sky-high tree, she lifted herself up onto the side of the tree. Another set of claws attached themselves to the sturdy bark of the towering plant. She got so engaged in climbing the tree that she didn't notice her new mentor, Aquaheart, calling for her. Had she been still a kit in the nursery, she would not know of the breeze that ruffled her fur, the sprouts of new branches against her leg, and the warm sunshiny air that felt so good. She would have never felt so free-roaming. She wondered if she wanted to become a loner. Sagepaw felt something snap under her paw. It was just a loose, small twig sticking out of the trunk. She climbed onto one of the limbs. It stretched up and beyond her vision line even when she glanced in its main direction. She dug one of her paw's claws into the sturdy structure that was the tree. She heard her name being called loudly. Her ear pricked up to listen. Concentrating on the conversation about her climbing the Sky Oak, she lost her grip on the branch. Sagepaw tried to wrap her tail around a limb above her, but it wasn't long enough. She panicked a bit too soon, as unconsciously, she dug her claws deep into the wood. A brown, dry leaf rustling was the only sound for a moment. She expected to fall to her death, but she only wobbled. Her unconscious and her claws had saved her! Then she thought of Wishpaw and Swiftwind. They saved me, not my unconscious, she thought. She had never felt so happy that her sister and mother were both dead.
