Siltkit stared at Loamheart. In awe, she mewed, "Y-you mean I get to be The Depictor?" Loamheart looked uncertain. "Well, have to. D-do you want to be The Depictor?" Siltkit leapt to her paws. "Are you kidding? Yes!" Loamheart breathed out a sigh of relief. "Good," Duststar mewed. "We'll hold the ceremony right away." Duststar left his den, with Loamheart and Siltkit following behind. He hopped onto dustpile and called the familiar words. . "Let all cats with mud painted fur gather below dustpile for a clan meeting!" As his voice rang through the camp, cats emerged from their dens and gathered in the clearing. "I have had a dream," Duststar mewed loudly. "Earthstar came to me and told me that Siltkit must train as The Depictor." Cheers echoed through camp, and Siltkit saw Gravelpelt and Soilpelt puff out their chests in pride. It was rare that a cat became The Depictor. "Siltkit, from this moment on, until you receive your full name, you will be known as Siltpaw. Loamheart will be your mentor." As Loamheart padded forward, nearly every cat looked up at the sky, waiting for Earthstar to leap down and stop the ceremony. But he never did, and Loamheart touched noses with her new apprentice. The clan started cheering Siltpaw's new name.

"Siltpaw!"

"Siltpaw!"

And then, with a pang, Siltpaw realized that due to Earthstar, no one had ever called out Peatpaw's name. As the cheers of her name passed, she yowled loudly,

"Peatpaw!"

"Peatpaw!"

The rest of the clan joined her, and cheered the names of both her and her littermate. She sat up straight, and saw her brother look at her gratefully. She nodded at him and puffed out her chest. I am The Depictor.