a new apprentice [tag: ShadowClan meeting #2]

Twotone

Twotone listened quietly to Webpaw, as the tabby spoke of clan life. It all sounded so exciting. Twotone couldn't help but wish he had been born here to the clan instead of to his mother and her housefolk. Oh, how different his life would have been. His mind swirled with a million thoughts, he didn't even know where to start. Wow more clans, four others. I wonder what those clans are like? No, I shouldn't wonder that. Those clans are now the enemy. We will have to fight for territory and for food with them. I wonder what these spirit cats would look like. Will I ever see them while my paws walk the ground? What will my name be? Something that ends in -paw i suppose. I must be an apprentice. I'm far to big to be a kit, but there is no way I could ever qualify as a warrior.

"As long as my name is not something like 'Kittypetpaw', or 'Outsiderpaw', I think I will like having a new name. This one comes with bad memories, I hope my new one will come with good memories." Twotone started, trying to lighten the atmosphere even more. He flicked his tail in amusement at his own joke and yawned. Twotone had been awake for a long time now, and he really wanted to crawl into one of those dens and fall asleep. He didn't think the clan cats would want to share their den with an outsider. Shuffling his paws to get more comfortable, Twotone glanced over at Webpaw.

" You must be tired after everything that has happened," Twotone said softly. "I'll be fine if you want to go back to your nest. Sleeping on the ground can be uncomfortable if you are use to a soft place to sleep." Twotone had thought back to the first few nights he was alone, sleeping on the hard packed earth. He had gotten use to it in the moons he traveled here, so the ground no longer bothered him. This clan cat, however, must be use to a softer place to sleep. Twotone felt calmer now, calm enough that if the group of cats that where deciding his fate took much longer, he would fall asleep where he crouched.

Notes

Greypaw

Twotone had hardly finished speaking with Webpaw when Rosestar padded back over to them. All weariness that had overcome Twotone's mind and body, were suddenly gone. He sat up as she approached, the sun shining off of her auburn pelt. At her words he jumped to his feet. He couldn't speak his excitement over the low purr that rattled his entire body. He followed close behind Rosestar as she led him to a large bolder. Twotone sat at the bottom, as Rosestar had motioned, and began to hastily groom his fluffy coat. The sun was rising, and soon all of the clan would be awake. Twotone did not want to look like he was unable to keep his coat well groomed.

Twotone manged to get most of his pelt in order by the time Rosestar finished talking to Onyxfeather, and jumped onto the large bolder. Oh! This must be where Rosestar addresses the entire clan! Twotone felt his nervousness growing at the thought of meeting the cats that would now be his family. He tried to stay calm and not to panic over the thoughts running through his mind, the biggest being 'What if they don't like me?'. Before he could think of much else, Rosestar's loud call rang out through the quiet camp, telling the clan cats to gather. With one last lick on his chest, Twotone sat perfectly still, hardly breathing, as he listed for the other cats to stir. He hoped his pelt was lying flat, a further grooming would be needed later, but for now his quick wash would have to do.

Soon all of the clan cats where out into the clearing, Twotone kept his eyes fixed on Rosestar, afraid he would meet hostility if he looked into his clanmate's eyes. He could feel the eyes of every cat as they emerged from their dens and caught his odd scent. Thankfully, no one said anything to him yet as they all waited for Rosestar to explain what he was doing in the camp.

As Rosestar told the clan of the night's events, Twotone couldn't help but flinch at the calls asking 'Why?'. He kept his eyes centered at Rosestar to keep himself from cowering. With a lash of her long red tail, the crowd quieted down. As she introduced him to the clan, Twotone knew he must turn and greet his new family. He slowly turned and glanced at the groups of cats. His eyes meet curiosity, friendliness, and even some looks of disgust. Twotone attempted to look friendly toward the new cats, letting a small grin reach his face before turning back to Rosestar as she continued to speak.

She told of going to Highstones What is that? and once more called him a kittypet. He was not sure of the words that the clan used, but he knew he did not like being called a kittypet. The issue was soon forgotten, however, when Rosestar told him to step forward. Swallowing nervously, he padded quietly to his new leader. She smiled at him, making him feel much more confident as he stood in front of her.

He listened to Rosestar call him his name one last time. He felt like his name was a shell, hiding who he truely was inside of its hard, rough, exterior. With a silent cry of goodbye to his old life, his mother, father, and all the friends he had made on the way here, he let go of it all and stood in front of the clan. Clean and unnamed, if only for a moment.

"Greypaw" Greypaw! He had to stop himself from calling to the sky out of pure joy. Rosestar then mentioned to a warrior, named Iceclaw. Twotone glanced to where Rosestar had turned when she had called out his mentors name. Twotone saw a large grey and white tom. Unsure of what to do now, or even if his new mentor would except him, since was was a kittypet, so he simply padded slowly over to the tom and bowed his head to Iceclaw, waiting for a response.

Notes WHOOOO!