"All cats old enough to fish, gather beneath the reeds for a clan meeting!" Crookedstar meowed, his voice like thunder.
"This is it!" Featherkit meowd in a small wisper. "We're going to enter into the world of responsibility."
I looked at her in surprise and dipped my head. Wise words don't come easy.
"Thornkit, Featherkit, and Stormkit. You have all reached the age of six moons and are now eligible to become apprentices. You three are special cats."
"I wish he said that about us at our ceremony." Came a hiss from the back of the crowd.
I turned around to see who it was but the leader's voice made me snap my head back over to where he was standing.
I quietly looked at my great leader while I await my turn. Every sense alert as I sweat. Finally Crookedstar turned to me.
"Thornkit, do you promise to train your best to become a warrior and stay loyal to your mentor and clan?" He asked. Curiosity flowing through his eyes. Was he doubting me?
"I do" I reply in my steadiest voice.
"Then I present you with your new name, Thornpaw. Your mentor shall be Rainpelt." He finished.
I blood froze. My head spinning. What happened? I thought I was I was supposed to be a medicine cat.
The clan shouted the three of our names, but I couldn't hear them. Fear overcame my body. This want just the fear of badger coming to get you in your sleep. This was cold, hard fear. The kind that made your bones tremble. And I was experiencing it for the first time.
