Ebonystar's Den

[rem<EMBER me]

//Don't be afraid to say it, secrets will just keep me hoping to find out\\

A black tom laid in the shadow filled corner of his den, his green eyes gleaming with unknown thoughts. He rolled over on his back, stretching his legs until he felt his muscles scream out, begging him to stop. He then rolled over onto his side and looked around. The den was unfamiliar to him, as he had only been in it a few times before when talking to the previous clan leader, Stormstar.

//The hate you're really hiding\\

His green eyes flashed as he thought of the previous clan leader. She had led the clan well and had even allied them with Fernclan not too long ago. That was one of her worst ideas. Ebonystar thought. Fernclan is one of the weakest clans They won't be much help to us. He shook his head, wishing that he could turn back time and ally Duneclan with a clan that was just as strong as them. Knowing he couldn't undo that agreement, he figured he might as well make the best of it. His green eyes turned toward the entrance to his den as he continued to think.

//Remember when we said that this would last forever\\

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[dove]

Soft footsteps approached the entrance to his den. "Ebonystar..." Came the voice of the former medicine cat, Softsky. Her mind bore the knowledge she might need in the near future, but her eyes showed her sorrow as she had to step down from being a medicine cat. She was a warrior once more.
Softsky had been talking to Poppypaw earlier. She had always dreamed of being a medicine cat, but instead, she was to be a warrior. A long time ago, Phoenixfire, himself brought her here. Now if anyone could know that exact reason. Softsky suspects Poppypaw knows more than she is telling, but does not persist. "Poppypaw has been waiting to become a warrior for quite some time. Stormstar has never had the time." The last sentence ended with unusual comtempt. A leader, not providing an apprentice her rightful name... That is cruel.

[rem<EMBER me]

//I've never felt so sick, it's just the violent things\\

Ebonystar looked out in front of him, his green eyes not looking at Softsky. He blinked slowly, turning thoughts around in his head. I remember when I found Poppypaw… It was when Lithiumghost was still here. He shook his head, trying not to think about Lithiumghost. They had loved each other, but then she had disappeared. Then he turned to face Softsky. “I will hold a meeting for her today.” He meowed, his eyes gleaming at the thought of performing a ceremony. “You may go tell her, if you wish. I also will announce to the clan that Deseraystrike, Featherstorm, and Brokendream will join our clan. Then I will talk to the other three loners to see if they would like to stay too.” His black paws kneaded the ground in anticipation.

//I've never felt so weak, until the camera clicks\\

[dove]

Softsky bowed her head, her eyes showing her compassion. She, herself has been a mate, a mother, a warrior. She knows the pain of losing something you hold dear to your heart for an eternity. "I will." She mewed softly. "I'll leave you be now."

[rem<EMBER me]

//And you find out it's not enough, and you give and you give until you've given up\\

The tom's black head nodded slowly in acknowledgement as the femme left his den. As she passed out of sight he called out, "Thank-you!" He wasn't sure if she heard him, but he stayed where he was. My first apprentice ceremony! He thought, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "I hope she likes the name I've picked out for her." Ebonystar murmured under his breath. Then he rose to his paws and padded towards the den entrance. His paws kicked up small clouds of sand as he walked out into the clearing to hold the apprentice ceremony.

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