(Written by Blake)
Snakekit bounced around in the dirt, being all happy that he was about to become an apprentice today. He looked at Barkkit who looked cross, but then again, his sister always looked cross. She'd been like that the day the littermates had opened their eyes.
"Snakekit, stop rolling around in the dirt! You're gonna mess up your fur," Appleshade scolded her son.
"Sorry," Snakekit mewed, ducking his head ashamedly. "I'm just so excited. Who do you think Froststar is going to make my mentor?"
"He'll chose who he thinks will suit you the best," Appleshade mewed, licking Snakekit's brown-and-black fur, trying to smooth it more.
When a brown tom started walking towards the queen and her kits though, Snakekit jumped up.
"Owlfang! Owlfang! Owlfang! I'm gonna be an apprentice today! Do you know who Froststar is going to pick as my mentor? Are you going to be my mentor?"
"Of course he won't make Owlfang your mentor, you rat-brain. He's our father. You never get your parent for your mentor," Barkkit hissed.
Just then, there was the usual, "All cats old enough to catch their own prey, gather beneath the Low Branch for a Clan meeting!"
"That's us!" Snakekit mewed, nudging his sister. Barkkit glared at him, and then got off her paws, licking each white paw and then walking forward, ahead of her brother, her brown chest puffed out.
The two littermates walked towards the Tree at the center of the camp where the Clan meetings were gathered.
Froststar was licking his frosty gray feet as the two littermates reached the bottom of the tree. Froststar looked at the two with his green eyes, and mewed, "Are you two excited to be apprentices?"
"I'm gonna be you one day!" Snakekit blurted.
"Really?" Froststar purred. "And how exactly do you propose to do that, young one?"
"I'll train to be the best warrior in the world! I'll defeat any ThunderClan scum that comes in my way, and I'll make every RiverClan filth go running back to their camp with their tails beneath their legs!"
"That's all good, but I think you have much more to learn if you are to become leader one day," Froststar mewed. He looked up at the rest of the Clan that had gathered, and mewed, "Today, we celebrate two kits turning six moons, and becoming apprentices.
"Barkkit, 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 Barkpaw. Your mentor will be Nighttail, I hope Nighttail will pass down all she knows on to you. Snakekit, you have reached the age of six moons, and it is time for you to be apprenticed. From this day on, until you recieve your warrior name, you will be known as Snakepaw. I will be your mentor, and I promise I will pass down all I know to you."
