A/N—Hi, this is LightningZephyr. I'm happy that people have begun reviewing so soon! Also, see if you can figure out who all of the characters are. I'll also issue a challenge. Mallowkit (daughter of Mosswillow) appears in the actual books. Where does she appear and who is she? Review your thoughts. P.S—I know that Moonflower is seen as an apprentice in TR but I don't accept that as canon because it conflicts with BP. PPS—26 views—great!
"Hey, Goosekit, don't look so sad—Wolfcoat is like that to everyone—except Silverhawk, and sort of me, too." Goosekit spun around. It was Moonkit. She was smaller than Goosekit, yet clearly stronger, and had just stepped into a spot where sun shone through the nursery, causing her fluffy silver fur to shine. "Come with me, I'll show you the camp, but watch out for the snow—it's cold."
Following his littermate out of the den, Moonkit showed Goosekit a clump of dry, dead bracken that seemed to have a pale gray shape laying between the dry fronds. Carefully, Goosekit watched his sister's silvery paw tentatively reaching out, poking it.
"Ow," said a voice, "can't you pesky kits keep to your on den?" The speaker was a medium-sized tabby tom.
"But Stonepaw! I thought—"
"Just go away"
Turning away, Moonkit had soon introduced her brother to the other apprentices, as well as Fennelfern, the medicine cat, and Beestar, the clan leader.
"Now, just wait here, young she-cat," Beestar said, his ringed tail curving smoothly.
"Yeah?"
"Why are you heading towards Fennelfern's den? She doesn't like kits in her den. You should know that by now. You're a quarter moon old."
"But—"
"No buts. Step away from the medicine den." Then beestar paused. "Would you like to see an apprentice ceremony?"
"Oh yes, right Goosekit?"
"Sure." To tell the truth, he wasn't that exited. What was the point of attacking each other randomly?
Beestar promptly leaped onto the Highrock. "May all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather beneath the Highrock to hear my words!" Curiously, the ThunderClan cats grouped under the stone. "Pinekit, Poppykit, come forward." Realization dawning upon their faces, the reddish siblings stumbled up.
"Pinekit, do you promise to follow and uphold the warrior code in all that you do?"
"I-I do"
"Then by the powers of StarClan, you are now Pinepaw. Spottedpelt, you have a strong history. I trust you to pass your skills for climbing and jumping to Pinepaw." Goosekit watched as the old tortoiseshell touched her nose to Pinepaw.
"Poppykit, do you promise to follow and uphold the warrior code in all that you do?"
"Yes." Poppykit replied, more sure than her brother. "Then by the powers of StarClan, you are now Poppypaw. Stormtalon, you will mentor Poppypaw." The noses touched, gray and red, then they stood back.
Goosekit was surprised, and a little sad. The siblings had been kind to him in the short life he'd had. Shaking his head, Goosekit trudged through the snow to congratulate the apprentices.