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Post by .feather//oceana. on Nov 4, 2007 21:50:09 GMT -5
xx.//So I will run, until my feet don't touch the ground.]]
Smolderstar emerged from his den, joints aching from a horrible sleep. Dew covered the ashen ground of the camp, causing a slippery muddy feeling underpaw. Reflexivly, he shook the sleep off of his dreary body. The sun was no where to be seen today, and it looked as if a storm was brewing nearby. The clouds churned angrily, and were the color of his own gray pelt.
xx.//And as the waves carry me out, keep listening.]]
It was one of those days that Smolderstar wished he could go back to his den and sleep all day, or perhaps sneak off to BlazeClan to visit Emberfrost and Cloverstem. Not today, he ordered himself. There were ceremonies to preform today. His own son, Northpaw, was ready to be a warrior along with Finchpaw, who was also ready to begin life as a full fledged warrior. Palekit would qualify for his apprenticeship today. Five mentors would be needed, as Redpaw, Blazingpaw, Fiercepaw and Shiverpaw were ready to be mentored.
xx.//She'll never make a sound.]]
The muscular tom made his way to the Ash Mound to adress his clan. He glanced down below at his clanmates, most of whom had just awoken, or had just returned from the dawn patrol. Most of them looked just as thrilled as he was to be out on this gloomy day. But he had duties to fufill, and so did they no matter what the weather, miserable or not. Taking a breath he yowled out so all of the cats in camp could hear him, "All cats old enough to catch their own prey, gather here beneath the Ash Mound for a clan meeting."
xx.//So keep it coming if it keeps you quiet.]]
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Post by dove on Nov 4, 2007 22:02:03 GMT -5
Palekit walked out of the nursery. He has lived in AshClan for a long time, and is older than 6 moons. But he lad to prove his loyalty, and now, he was ready to become part of the Clan. His pale eyes shone, as clear as the moon.
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Post by Darketh[the not so kind] on Nov 4, 2007 22:47:22 GMT -5
Wolfeyes slowly stalked from the warrior's den his unusual eyes always making those around him nervous. Slowly he made his way towards where the senior warriors normally sat and looked around.
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Post by .feather//oceana. on Nov 5, 2007 16:02:45 GMT -5
xx.//She's like the girl that keeps you up all night.]]
Pausing briefly as the cats clustered in to take a seat on the ground below him, Smolderstar searched out his son in the crowd. Northpaw was seated patiently besides Finchpaw, and the leader easily picked out the excitement in his eyes. Emberfrost's eyes, he thought with content as he gazed at Northpaw's blue eyes that were nearly identical to his mate's.
xx.//And she'll be a secret you can keep, keep me.]]
Realizing that the majority of the cats were eagerly awaiting his announcments, Smolderstar opened his mouth to speak. He was vaguely aware of a light rain, dripping gently onto the ashen ground, and the heads of his clanmates. "I have called this meeting today for several pertinent reasons. We have two apprentices, who are ready to take on the role of warriors for AshClan, and many apprentices will recieve their mentors today." he bellowed. "First, Palekit," he scanned the crowd for the kit and saw her step forward from behind a queen. "Palekit, you are ready to be apprenticed, and from this day on, you will be known as Palepaw until you recieve your warrior name. I have selected Stonestream as your mentor, I am certain he will teach you well in the ways of DreamClan. Also, will Redpaw, Shriverpaw, Blazingpaw and Fiercepaw please come forward, today you will recieve your mentors."
xx.//Cuts on paper hearts, they can be awful deep.]]
Smolderstar waited for the four apprentices to make their way through the crowd, to the front of the group before speaking again. "Each of you will be trained in the way of DreamClan by the mentors I have assigned you, I am confident that they will teach you well. Winterpatch, you will be Redpaw's mentor. Shriverpaw, your mentor will be Larksong. Minnowstep will mentor Blazingpaw and Fiercepaw will be mentored by Wolfeyes."
xx.//Lips from wear and tear, on different city streets.]]
After the new apprentice and mentor pairs were announced, Smolderstar reverted his attention to his son, and Finchpaw. "Before the meeting is over, two apprentices will be made warriors. Finchpaw and Northpaw have proved themselves worthy, both in their training and loyalty. They are ready to be warriors of AshClan. Will Northpaw please come forward first?"
xx.//Don't all need a home, but just a place to sleep.]]
Northpaw tried to sheath his excitement from his father as he paced towards the Ash Mound, his head held high. Today was the day that he had fantasized about since he was a kit. He could see Smolderstar gazing down upon him with a proud smile. It was then that Northpaw set his next goal. One day, I'll be up there, giving my kits their warrior names, leading AshClan. It seemed bold and bleak, but then again so were all of Northpaw's dreams. Smolderstar began to speak.
xx.//And still she finds that every time she runs.]]
"Northpaw, it is time for you to recieve your warrior name. Are you ready to accept the responsibilities and duties of being a warrior, and promise to uphold the Warrior Code, even at the cost of your life?" Smolderstar's eyes bore into his son gravely. "I will." Northpaw thought his voice sounded tiny and pathetic compared to his father's majestic yowls. "Then from this day forward, you will be known as Northfrost."
xx.//She leaves behind another piece of her.]]
Smolderstar swelled with pride as the cats chanted his son's new name. The gray tom bent forward to touch noses with Northfrost. "May DreamClan light your path," he whispered as Northfrost walked back among his clanmates. The clouds were thickening above, and Smolderstar wanted to conclude the meeting before heavy rains pelted them. Thunder rumbled angrily, as he spoke. "Finchpaw, will you please step forward?"
xx.//On every city street.]]
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Post by rem<EMBER me on Nov 5, 2007 16:13:17 GMT -5
Larksong padded out of the warrior's den, having been interrupted from her nap. She approached the Ash Mound and sat down close to it, looking around for her mate, Jaypelt. The she-cat couldn't find him, so she focused her gaze on Smolderstar and waited for him to continue with the ceremonies. Then she padded forward to touch noses with her apprentice, Shiverpaw.
Finchpaw, Larksong's younger brother, walked out of the apprentice's den, his dark gray fur neatly groomed for this special occasion. Today he would finally receive his warrior name. His dark blue eyes blazed with happiness as he stepped forward as Smolderstar asked him to.
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Post by .feather//oceana. on Nov 5, 2007 17:34:13 GMT -5
xx.//Close up camera one, the hero sings in this scene.]]
As the gray apprentice stepped forward, Smolderstar became increasingly aware of the instantaneous flashes of lightning littering the dark sky. He tried not to look distracted as he spoke, but he knew that the slippery ashes could be a problem for the hunting patrols. No matter, he'd deal with that later. "Finchpaw, are you ready to accept the responsibilites and duties of a warrior, and uphold the Warrior Code, even at the cost of your life?" Smolderstar repeated.
xx.//The boy that gets the girl gets to go home where they get married.]]
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Post by rem<EMBER me on Nov 5, 2007 17:43:24 GMT -5
Finchpaw looked up at Smolderstar, his dark blue eyes showing enough emotion that the older tom probably already knew his answer. “I do.” He meowed, his voice filled with determination. His legs quivered slightly as he waited for Smolderstar to give him his warrior name.
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Post by .feather//oceana. on Nov 5, 2007 17:44:39 GMT -5
xx.//But stop the tape, the sunset still looks fake to me.]]
Smolderstar spoke immediatley. "Then from this day forward, you will be known as Finchflight, may DreamClan light your path Finchflight," he smiled, and nodded his head proudly at the new warrior, recalling moments from his own warrior ceremony. As the cats chanted Finchflight's name, he stepped down off of Ash Mound to signal to the clan that the meeting had been concluded. His claws itched to sprint to BlazeClan, even in this miserable weather.
xx.//The hero looks like he can't breathe.]]
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Post by rem<EMBER me on Nov 5, 2007 17:57:42 GMT -5
Finchflight dipped his head in respect towards Smolderstar, then turned and padded after Northfrost. The dark gray warrior’s blue eyes were blazing with pride as he glanced over to the other newly made warrior. Then, still being silent, as he was supposed to, he sat down to keep vigil over the camp. Then he looked over at Northfrost, waiting for the other tom to join him.
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Post by .feather//oceana. on Nov 5, 2007 17:59:17 GMT -5
xx.//The damsel just left everything.]]
Northfrost bounded over to join Finchflight, but slowed to a fast walk when he remembered to act seriously. He was a warrior now, bounding was a little immature. As he settled down to sit vigil over the camp with Finchflight, he pondered what other thoughts had been weighing on his father's mind during the ceremony. He was almost certain that he'd seen the distraction swarming his father's pale green eyes. No matter, Northfrost knew that his father wasn't one to talk about his thoughts and intentions.
xx.//You're like a black cat with a black back pack full of fireworks.]]
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Post by whitetiger on Nov 5, 2007 18:16:29 GMT -5
Silverdream was in the shadows of the medicine cat's den. She watched silently. She smiled as stonestream recived a apprentice. She also smiled as her brother recived a apprentice. She then remembered the day she had helped Opalstone and winterpatch was there, she wondered what had brought Opalstone to ashclan territory.
OCC: Is that how you spell Opalstone?
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Post by leafheart on Nov 5, 2007 21:08:49 GMT -5
They gray tom bounded forward and touched noses with his mentor. The tom's eyes were wide and glowing with excitment. The tom said nothing, but glanced over at Redpaw, wondering if she was now happy that she got a mentor. Shiverpaw would have went over to her, but instead he sat down beside his mentor.
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Post by dove on Nov 6, 2007 20:25:59 GMT -5
Palepaw nodded and padded toward Stonestream. He bent his head up to touch his nose.
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Post by rem<EMBER me on Nov 7, 2007 18:21:34 GMT -5
Larksong looked over at her first apprentice, Shiverpaw. "Are you ready to start your training?" She asked the gray tom, her own dark blue eyes gleaming with excitement. Even though she was clan deputy, she had the energy of a young kit.
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Post by Amber on Nov 7, 2007 20:43:12 GMT -5
Redpaw touched noses with Winterpatch, shooting a glance at Shiverpaw. Suddenly her eyes widened as she caught a faint trace of DuneClan in the warrior's scent. He was probably just patrolling their border, she assured herself. Finally she found her voice, forcing a smile at the new warriors. "Finchflight! Northfrost!"
Fiercepaw touched noses with Wolfeyes nonchalantly. His gaze flicked to Finchflight and Northfrost in turn. "Finchflight, Northfrost!" he put in.
Blazingpaw eyes searched the crowd for his mentor, Minnowstep. He blinked, not finding him, and instead turned to Finchflight and Northfrost. "Congratulations!" he praised, then began to chant.
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