The dark figure moved silently through the night, moonlight shining on her sleek tabby pelt. She had barely noticed the ache in her paw pads from the long journey, having found herself frozen in anticipation before the cave's entrance. Twistedtail had devoted so much of her life to RiverClan, fought and bled and cried all to keep her clanmates safe, but that just wasn't it, was it? From the moment she was accepted among their ranks, she knew exactly what she wanted - she had worked tirelessly to get it and now here she was, pawsteps away from a place that most cats could only ever dream of.
She took a deep breath and, finally, she took her first step forward, padding in and looking on at the sacred rock before her, understanding all too quickly why it was called the Moonstone as it glowed brightly on, the shine once on her fur in the open air now paling in comparison to what lay before her. Once more she approached, closing her eyes and pressing her nose against the cold stone.
Bright golden eyes shot open and the dark tabby took a moment to assess her new surroundings, her gaze quickly falling upon her ancestors standing before her - faces both familiar and strange, and though she wished so dearly to greet her old friends and clanmates, she found herself stuck in place. Oh. Right. The ceremony. Instead, she opted for a kind but wary smile, not knowing what was to come.