Chapter Four
“Let all cats who can catch their own prey come beneath the highrock!”Softkit trotted through the cats, beaming brightly. Meadowkit followed her, walking cooly.
“Oh my gosh, Meadowkit’s going to be an apprentice!” Firepaw squealed. “We are going to train together every day!”
Meadowkit make a yech noise before he sat at the foot of the highrock.
“Meadowkit, do you promise to uphold to warrior code for as long as you live?”
“I do,” Meadowkit purred.
“Then from this moment forth, you shall be known as Meadowpaw. StarClan honors your wiliness and justice. Cherryfur shall be your mentor.”
The pretty ginger she-cat nuzzled Meadowpaw’s nose. He ducked his head, hot with embarrassment.
“Softkit.” Softkit sat up straight. “Do you promise to uphold to warrior code as long as you live?”
“I do.”
“Then from this morning on, you shall be known as Softpaw. StarClan honors your courage and loyalty with this name. Maplenose will be your mentor.”
Maplenose trotted forward and brushed his muzzle on her’s. She wanted to purr out loud. She only drew back when she spotted Meadowpaw’s bitter stare.
Later that night, in the apprentice den, Briarlight’s kits were talking.
“Can you believe that she got One-eye for a mentor?” Lakepaw meowed.
“Yes, they’ve been mooning over each other for moons,” Mosspaw purred.
“It isn’t that surprising, really,” Mintpaw said softly.
“I can’t wait to see their kits,” Darkpaw said.
There was a silence.
“I know One-eye likes her,” Stormpaw meowed. “But Softpaw will never love such an ugly cat.”
The cats began laughing, and to her despair, so was Meadowpaw.
Softpaw did not sleep well that night.
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