I just want to give a quick 'Hello' to anyone who's reading this! I enjoy writing this story and love Jaytail. I have so many OCs, but he definitely takes the cake! This is just the beginning of his life, and trust me, it gets interesting! xD Please read and review! :D
Jaykit held his bright blue eyes closed forcefully. Sleep had eluded him for long enough. His eyes flashed open and he sat up slowly. He glanced over at his father and rubbed his head against the familiar white and blue-gray tabby fur. He gave a hard swallow and quietly padded out of the nursery den. His father had made the decision to sleep with him for the night, and promised that he'd be there when he needed him. Jaykit had already lost his mother and brother; he was determined to keep his father, Shadowtail, close to him at all costs.
He padded out quietly to the middle of the snowy clearing and looked up at the moon. His bright blue eyes were glowing in the subtle silver light. He flattened his ears against his head and shut his eyes tightly. He turned his head away from the sky and looked down to his white paws. His eyes reopened and he let out a long, suppressed sigh.
Jaykit heard a twig snap behind him, and turned to see a very light silver she-cat with icy blue eyes. She was significantly smaller than his six moon-old, tom build and she looked much younger as well. Jaykit perked his black tipped ears at the small she-cat; she'd definitely piqued his curiosity.
There was a certain sparkle to the she-kit's icy blue eyes as she gazed on at Jaykit, but she slunk back away into the nursery. She seemed skittish, and shy. Quite frankly, Jaykit had never seen this small she-kit before.
Jaykit was up earlier than the rest of IceClan, something normal for the chipper tom. His shoulders slumped as he padded around the camp. The leader of IceClan, Blizzardstar, leapt up onto their highrock, her silver and white tabby fur puffed out from the cold. All the cats that lived atop the snowy mountain did this for warmth, but they did it unconsciously- it had become a habit.
"Let all cats old enough to venture further from the camp gather below the highrock for a clan meeting." Called Blizzardstar's soothing voice.
Immediately cats began to gather around the base of the highrock. Jaykit and Shadowtail remained on the outskirts of the group.
"Jaykit, you've now reached the age of six moons and are ready to begin your training to become a warrior." Blizzardstar called with a quiet purr. "Please step forth."
Jaykit's bark brown eyes lit up slightly and they looked wondrous after their dull state. He swallowed hardly as all eyes turned onto him. He slowly rose to his small white paws before slinking forward through the crowd. He stood before his fearless leader and blinked slowly.
"Jaykit, 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, you will be known as Jaypaw. Your mentor will be my loyal deputy, and good friend, Silverclove.I hope Silverclove will pass down all she knows on to you." Blizzardstar ended with a quick lick on Jaypaw's forehead, in between his wide eyes.
Silverclove arose from her spot next to Blizzardstar and dipped her head to the new apprentice. "I look forward to working with you and training you." She purred in a silky smooth voice. There was a beautiful presence about Silverclove, she was sweet and had a warm feel to her.
Jaypaw dipped his head, first to Blizzardstar, then to Silverclove before sinking away back into the crowd of gathered warriors, apprentices, kits and elders. He stood next to his father and flicked one ear to the side; his signature look. He glanced around at the cats as the meeting was dismissed, he heard a chorus of meows and congratulations. He nodded his thanks to each of them and caught a familiar pair of ice blue eyes looking at him from a far distance.
He shifted uncomfortably before nuzzling against his muscly, soft father.