Nettle opened his eyes, he heard Dappleleaf calling cats for dawn patrol. He heard the crunch of leaves as she walk towards the apprentice den, a rush of hope ran through his body. Maybe she would pick him, instead she swerved to the side and walked to the warriors den. Disappointed, Nettle ran his claws through the grass. A movement behind Nettle surprised him, he turned to see Silverpaw staring at him. Amusement shown in his eyes, embarrassment ran hot through Nettle's fur. I must have looked like a kit that was throwing a fit he thought to himself.
"Dappleleaf never picks new apprentices for patrols" Silverpaw said gently probably realizing how embarrassed Nettle was, Suddenly someone spoke up behind Silverpaw in a not so friendly voice.
"Not to mention that you don't have a mentor" said the voice gruffly from behind Silverpaw. Nettle jerked his head around to see a honey colored she-cat was staring at him. She was scowling at him, her brown eyes glinted with annoyance.
"New apprentices think they are so special" she snarled "but their just a waste of time" she hissed as she padded out of the den. Silverpaw shook his head slowly, staring sadly after her.
"She does not mean what she is saying" meowed Silverpaw, he turned his gaze to Nettle. His eyes clouded and unreadable. But before Nettle could ask what was wrong a loud yowl sounded from outside.
"All cats old enough to walk in the deepest of snow gather beneath the coldrock" said the yowl.
"Must be clan meeting" said Silverpaw, his eyes now filled with excitement. He sprang from his nest and raced out of the apprentice den, Nettle was about to follow when he heard a loud yawn come from the nest next to him. He turned around to find his sister Leaf staring at him, her green eyes still adjusting to the light.
"What going on"? Asked Leaf drowsily, staring up at him with wide confused eyes.
"Clan meeting" he answered, Silverpaw stook his head back in the apprentice den.
"Come on out" he said excitedly, Leaf and Nettle followed. When they got out of the den Rainstar was sitting on top of a large pointed rock with long scratch marks, Rainstar stared down at them his eyes unreadable.
"If you're going to be apprentices you're going to need your name" he meowed to them. "And a mentor".