Frostkit hurried up the Highstump, along with her sister Smokekit, and Lilytail's kits Cloudkit, Snowkit, and Skykit. Just thinking about him made her feel hot all over, she didn't know why.
Nightstar turned to them. "Frostkit, Smokekit, Cloudkit, Snowkit, and Skykit, you have reached the age of six moons, and it is time for you to be apprenticed. From this day on, until you receive your warrior name, Frostkit, you will be known Frostpaw."
Frostpaw! She repeated her new name in her head. It sounded good.
He continued. "Your mentor will be Ivywish. I hope she will pass down all she knows on to you."
After that, he continued on to the other kits. Smokekit; Smokepaw. Cloudkit; Cloudpaw. Skykit; Skypaw. Finally, Snowpaw, who chose to become a medicine cat apprentice.
The new apprentices walked to their den, but Frostpaw and Smokepaw visited the medicine den. Their mother had tripped on a rock in the nursery and twisted her leg.
"Rainwillow!" The sisters squealed. Their mother was lying in a moss nest, and at the sight of them, she immediately sat up.
"My kits!" She purred. "How was your apprentice ceremony?"
Smokepaw jumped into her nest. "Awesome. I wish you were there." Frostpaw nodded in agreement.
Rainwillow sighed. "So do I." Then, she lied down again. "Well, I better rest now. Have a good sleep!"
Frostpaw found a nest in the apprentice's den that looked soft enough, and closed her eyes…
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Frostpaw opened her eyes again. How long had it been? Why was she awake? It was midnight.
Then, it came back to her. I had a nightmare.
Without a thought, she stood up and walked out of the den.
No cats are awake at this time except me. Not even a night patrol…
Suddenly, she heard a sound. A whisper?
Frostpaw.
It was calling her. She padded in the direction.
Over here, Frostpaw.
The river! The sound was coming from the river!
"Is any cat here?" Frostpaw meowed quietely.
The whisper ignored her. Come closer.
She put a paw in the water, but as soon as she did, she regretted it. The current pulled her under and Frostpaw couldn't breathe. What happened?
I can't die! Frostpaw thought worriedly, I'm just an apprentice! But I snuck out. StarClan will be angry!
But Frostpaw heard the voice again. Be calm, Frostpaw. Trust me.
She might as well be dead, so she put a gray-and-white paw on her heart to slow her breathing. Suddenly, she was pushed back onto the grass.
"What happened?…Was that real?" She coughed.
It's as real as StarClan, Frostpaw.
How did this voice know StarClan? She listened on.
There is a prophecy about you. A gray-and-white cat will be blessed with the power to control the sea.
What?