Waiting

[Shadewing]

Brighteye:

The clan was like any other clan. Cats got sick, got hurt, and went to the medicine cat. Kits were born in the nursery, adding to the numbers. Apprentices went with mentors to train, patrol, or hunt. The elders were cranky, demanding attention from apprentices, for ticks or moss. The fresh kill pile dwindled and grew respectively in the cold months as the clan tried to feed every mouth. Shadowclan was like every other clan.

And like every other cat in every other clan, the kits wanted to be apprentices now, nevermind that they weren't old enough. But that was just it. Mosskit was old enough. She'd waited six moons, saw her mother die, and never knew her father. She just wanted that one thing, so that her mother would be proud of her. However, it wasn't happening yet. Crowstar would make her an apprentice, she knew that. It just seemed to take forever, and she wanted to be able to roam the forests now.

So, Mosskit sat in the clearing, empty of most cats since they were training, patroling, or hunting, as stated previously. She was currently batting a mossball around, pouncing on it when it got farther away. It kept her occupied and from thinking about how she could be helping the clan, if only Crowstar would give her a mentor. She prodded the mossball a little too hard, and it landed in front of a cat, just a whisker from landing on them.

"Oh! I'm sorry!" Mosskit exclaimed.

[Shadewing]

Silktail:

[CROWSTAR TO THE RESCUE1!1!!1]

Kits - Crowstar, Dustpaw, Poppyclaw
Words - 317
Muse - Okay I guess =P
Notes - Hehe I've had a funny day today... hehe.

Crowstar leapt up onto his perch. "All cats old enough to catch their own food gather. You too Mosskit." Crowstar said, watching the kit and smiling at her. The cat who had almost been 'attacked' with Mosskit's moss was Dustpaw, who grinned at her, batting back her moss ball.

"My mum is going to be your mentor. She's the only free warrior who isn't sick." Dustpaw grinned at Mosskit. "Poppyclaw is awesome, you'll learn loads from her. She taught me all about the warrior code from the moment I could hear and understand." Dustpaw grinned, watching her mother prowl over, and her father watching Mosskit intently.

As the cats gathered, Crowstar cleared his throat.

"Right, I know I should have done this when making my kits into apprentices, but Sandfire said I needed rest. And so I have rested, and now, Mosskit, I apologise for the delay.
Mosskit, before you can be given your warrior name, you shall be known as Mosspaw. Poppyclaw, you are stealthy and wise, pass on these skills to Mosspaw." Crowstar smiled. He needed to take Blackpaw out training soon. He'd arrange for all the apprentices and their mentors to meet up, and they'd have a race. Yes, a race, that would be good for building confidence.

Poppyclaw looked down at Mosspaw, she touched noses with her, smiling.

"Mosspaw, I shall teach you all I know, and help make you one of the best warriors there ever has been. Fancy being Mossstar?" Poppyclaw smiled. Dustpaw raced over.

"Wow! Now I have three den-mates! Moooom, can I show Mosspaw around, pleeeeaaase?" Dustpaw smiled sweelty, grinning. Poppyclaw laughed, licking her kits shoulder.

"Of course you can..." She purred gently.

[Shadewing]

Brighteye:

Mosskit looked up to see Dustpaw, who passed the mossball back. Dustpaw grinned at Mosskit and announced that Poppyclaw was going to be her mentor. Mosskit forgot all about the mossball and stared wide-eyed at Dustpaw, but at that exact moment, Crowstar called to the rest of the camp, and then herself personally. Mosskit's pelt rippled with excitement, nervousness, and surprise. Finally, she was going to be an apprentice! She was that much closer to being a warrior. Mosskit padded over to the rest of the cats, the poor mossball left behind as she moved along. She took a seat near her new mentor, Poppyclaw, who was indeed the only well warrior left. Mosskit hoped it stayed that way.

Crowstar started with apologizes, one, once again, directed straight at her. She felt kind of special, being talked to like that. Then again, everyone had talked to Crowstar once they were warriors, she supposed. On patrols, to report, and maybe just to talk. Well, she was just a kit - no, she was an apprentice now - so how was she supposed to know what was what when it came to important warrior stuff like that? Then, Crowstar gave her her new name, Mosspaw. Her eyes filled with delight as he introduced Poppyclaw as her new mentor for the next six moons. Mosskit touched noses with her mentor almost hesitantly, but quite excited. Then, for a brief moment, Mosski- Mosspaw stared at Poppyclaw, just basking in the moment for a second. The second was broken when Poppyclaw spoke. "Mosspaw, I shall teach you all I know, and help make you one of the best warriors there ever has been. Fancy being Mossstar?"

Mosspaw purred in delight. "Of course, Poppyclaw. But, not if it meant Crowstar had to stop being leader." She said, adding the last part quickly. Mosspaw was a loyal Shadowclan cat - or as loyal as a kit turned apprentice could be - and wished the best for her clanmates and leader. Their conversation was ended when Dustpelt bounded over, asking to lead Mosspaw around the camp, as if it were the first time she'd stepped foot outside of the nursery. Well, it was technically her first time walking around the clan as an apprentice. She meowed a farewell to Poppyclaw and turned to follow Duspelt.