Novel & Cerita Warrior Cats Apprentice Ceremony

I silently thanked the Moon Goddess in my heart. “Please, let this happiness last.” … The following days passed like a beautiful dream. The entire Wild Prowlers Pack transformed before my eyes. Everywhere I looked, preparations filled the air. Workers decorated the ceremonial grounds. Tailors hurried through the manor carrying elegant fabrics. Warriors polished ancient ceremonial weapons. The pack buzzed with excitement. Even the elders paid me a personal visit. They bowed respectfully. “We acknowledge Luna Kate's wish to follow the traditional mating ceremony.” One elder carefully placed an old, leather-bound scroll into my hands.

Or told herself she had, which came out the same most nights. The ceremony went the way it always went. Elders called names by bloodline, oldest first, and one by one the unmated wolves crossed the open ground to where Alpha Kade Voss stood beneath the birch arch, close enough for him to catch a scent, close enough for the Goddess to say something if she had anything to say. She never did. Not for anyone Wren had watched go up there in five years. She was still watching some warrior's daughter make that walk when Sable's hand closed around her wrist, too hard.

"Is that how you treat your ex-girlfriend?" I stared up at the evening sky. He chuckled. "She was never a warrior." Moments later, he crouched beside me and held out a bottle of water. "Drink." I accepted it as the cool water slid down my dry throat, easing the burning ache inside me. When I finished, I placed the bottle beside me as Kael picked up my fallen sword. "If you truly want to earn a place among the Silver Moon warriors," he said, "you'll have to do much better than this."

I grumbled. “The ceremony is performed by the Alpha and Luna of the pack. Last time it was Alpha Carter and Luna Athena, our grandparents. It’s our turn this year and the ceremony won’t be complete without your mate, the youngest Luna of the pack. The GrayCrest rightfully has three Alpha leaders and hence each of our mates holds the position of the Luna. And hence, why we need your Luna to make sure the ceremony is properly performed," Noah said. “And it really can’t happen without me?” I scowled inwardly.

The marking ceremony began in earnest. Marcus stood at the ceremonial altar, but his mind kept replaying our last phone call. Something in my tone had unsettled his wolf, an unease that grew stronger with each passing moment. He turned to his Beta urgently, interrupting the ritual preparations. "Find Sarah. She won't let me mate another without causing trouble." As they finished the ceremonial toasts, Marcus led Rachel through the crowd of well-wishers. The Beta rushed back, face ashen.

The ceremony began with Pack members bringing their gifts and whispering their requests to the children. Zion and I stood next to the cradle the children were placed in holding hands with bright smiles on our faces. I was trying my best to hold back my tears but White just wasn't having it. “These are the sacred names from the sacred box with the names of the children in it," the apprentice lifted a bowl before proceeding, “ We'll therefore ask his royal highness and the Queen to each come pick two names and hand them to me," the apprentice said before Zion and I stepped to the bowl.

This annoyed Henry greatly and he pushed for us to have the official Marking Ritual. I was glad Mason was staying away. I had my heart set on Henry now and had not time for Mason or Diane. They were my past. Henry and I soon had our Marking ceremony. My family and pack were informed of my upcoming marking this time. They were really happy for me. On a cool evening we held the Ritual surrounded by friend and family. There, Henry changed my temporary Mark to a permanent one.

We had taken all the trainees and chosen the best among them. The only thing left was to wait for nightfall so the warriors could swear their oaths. I sent for Alura and told her to begin preparations. The oath ceremony would be large, held under the open sky, beneath the moon. I was still speaking to her when Lord Marco rushed toward me. “Stop,” he said. I frowned. “What do you mean, stop?” “Stop whatever you are doing,” he said sharply. “Why?” I asked. “What is the problem?”

But enough to make me wonder what she saw. Councilman Darion spoke next. “Let the wolves run. Let instincts guide them. And let them return with proof of their strength.” Applause followed. Loud and firm. The ceremony concluded, and the groups began to move out. The forest was already prepared. Cleared and monitored with a perimeter guard to keep things contained and safe. Not that anything would be able to stop dozens of territorial alphas in their element. As we made our way out of the war tent and toward the training fields that served as a launch site, I paused near the edge of the gathering.

This was the first time she was seeing him here, in the Lord's courtroom and she was a little perplexed on seeing him. Laurier sighed seeing his friend's actions. He knew what she was asking and replied to her immediately. "He is Cathal Bringe. He is the newest addition in the courtroom and he is the only one to have passed the Council exam with a Level Five score." As soon as Laurier uttered the words, Raelynn's gaze snapped to him and she widened her eyes not in shock but in wonder. The Council exam was the exam meant for the people who wanted to enter the Lord's ministry. It was the toughest exam anybody could take and there were no restrictions on it. Any male or female who was below for