[ameko]

@Duskflight

The best word that could describe Eveningkit's emotions was frozen. She had been sitting in the clearing, mesmerized by the busy routine of the Clan, not expecting her ceremony to come so soon. As her name was called, all she could do was glance back towards the nursery and wonder if her mother was in there, or if she was in the crowd gathering in the clearing. The realization that she was becoming a warrior apprentice—and would be opened to a whole new world of possibility—hadn't dawned on her yet, so all she was left with was a twinge of surprise at being the only kit apprenticed. Of course, with that came a steadily growing feeling of anxiety: everyone would be watching her. What if she tripped on her way over to Grousestar, or what if she forgot to touch noses with her new mentor? Was she even supposed to do that? What if Moonfrost didn't like her later in apprenticeship and decided to give her up?

Still, she noticed too late that she had been staring up at her leader with wide eyes for a few seconds after he had finished speaking. Thankfully, her mouth had not been agape—that would've been embarrassing! Rising to her feet, she slipped through the crowd and made her way into the front, hastily fixing a bit of fur on her shoulder before gazing back up at Grousestar. Her attention was diverted only for a few seconds as she glanced over at Moonfrost, blinking at how much taller she was then Eveningkit. Wow, the young Somali thought, but her interest in her new mentor was fleeting; she cared more about if her mother was watching than her mentor or even the ceremony itself. It would... definitely put a damper on her mood, if Sunsetsong was not present. But she couldn't look back to check, anyway: there were just too many cats!