[Seraphon]

Originally Posted by Duskflight

@Boba Fett

With a small stretch beforehand Grousestar found himself leaping up onto the Skyboulder with a smile on his muzzle yet again. Doing ceremonies always made him happy, it helped to remind him of the joys of being a leader. It wasn't always about making tough decisions, of what territory to claim, of who to pick as your allies. Most of the time, it was times like this. When you could watch your clan grow, watch it thrive, and announce it for all of the territory to behold. You got to see the happiness that filled with nearly each and every cat that approached the boulder when their name was called. It was beautiful and he wouldn't trade it for anything in the world.
Clearing his throat, he would yowl the familiar words to call the clan together.
"Cats of Skyclan will you please meet beneath the Skyboulder for a clan meeting!"
Standing there proudly, the Skyclan leader waited until a good majority of the clan had gathered before continuing on to call out the name of the kit to be apprenticed today.
"A young cat has reached the age of 6 moons and is ready to begin their apprentice training and receive their mentor. So Thornkit, will you please step forward?" He purred out, looking for the young male kit who's name he had called.

Thornkit held back a squeak of excitement. He was going to be an apprentice. He needed to look cool and composed, didn't he? He looked up at the SkyClan leader, trying not to get excited, or at least not show his excitement. He walked forwards through the crowd of cats slowly, straining to keep the bounce out of his steps. Thornkit felt his heart beating fast - or wait. Was that his blood pumping? He didn't know - the closer he got to Grousestar and SkyClan's Skyboulder. By the time he reached Grousestar there was no way, he was sure, that he could have possibly kept the excitement out of his eyes. And yet, he did just that, kept his excitement building up inside him. His chest swelled slightly because of how proud he was at not showing his excitement. It was amazing how excited, angry, and sad Thornkit could get at the smallest things. In fact, one time, he was about to pounce on a small moss ball - practicing his hunting, he called it - and another kit beat him to it and he practically blew up in her face. Thornkit smiled and nodded his head at Grousstar, still trying to appear calm.