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Post by Amber on Jun 28, 2008 17:24:58 GMT -5
Foxstar's ruddy pelt shined as he ran through the camp, muscles rippling. He bunched them tightly then with a grin sprung towards the High____, landing gracefully and crouching upon his landing. His gaze flitted from place to place. Slowly he loosened up a little and rose up from his cautious stature. Looking to the warrior's den and spotting a few napping warriors inside, he decided that though some may be napping he would not hold up the whole Clan.
Before he called upon his Clanmates he paused, pondering. He had dreamed of this day all his life, being a leader. And yet now he realized in just a few sunrises the sun would set on his time as a leader. He had planned to step down ever since the day he became a leader, only because he knew that though he longed for it, he was not as suitable as some saw him as. No, he thought, I'm too...self confident. That's it. But deep inside, Foxstar knew it was not true. He did not believe in himself. In fact, Foxstar, the fearless, the brave, the confident leader...was afraid. Afraid of the responsibilities...
Shaking his head to rid himself of such fears, he cleared his throat and sounded the call for his warriors. "All cats old enough to catch their own prey, gather here beneath the High_____ for an apprentice ceremony!" He smiled slightly as his sister sped towards him with an easy lope, no signs of her attack by the BeachClan warrior Devilsoul visible. Foxstar straightened up and looked away with another clear of his throat as she smirked at him with narrowed eyes. Directing his gaze to the other Clan cats, he wondered where his....well, though he was still shocked about the thing, mate was.
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Post by Squid on Jun 28, 2008 23:31:03 GMT -5
Coyotehowl, now an elder, did not move from her spot at the elder den entrance, sitting off to the side as not to block anyones path. The larger kit of Coyotehowl's litter, Foulstep, walked through the camp entrance, having just returned from a one cat patrol and arriving just in time to hear his brother call. He sat at the edge of the crowd, looking up at his fox-like brother, wondering where his own kits were at the time.
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Post by dove on Jun 29, 2008 15:42:35 GMT -5
OOC: They're like, now a lot of moons old, but were never made into warriors, or apprentices! haha Leafkit, Galekit, and Stallionkit
Silverstep walked out of the Warrior's den, feeling refreshed after patroling all day yesterday. She went to go sit by her mate, Foulstep's side. "Hey," She purred. Echosong came out of the entrance, getting water for the elders. She was no longer a medicine cat, but she still helped out every now and then. She dropped the soaked moss at Coyotehowl's paws, and left without a word. Echosong was like that; she never speaks. Brackendust came through the entrance right behind Echosong. His skills have increased woderfully ever since he and Heathersong became mates. He dropped two voles into the small fresh-kill pile and went to go sit down somewhere in the shade.
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Post by Fallentear || on Jun 30, 2008 2:38:29 GMT -5
Whitekit limped cautiously out of the medicine cat's den, looking around the clearing before she approached the highrock and sat down before it. She looked hopefully up at Foxstar with gleaming eyes. Would she maybe get her ceremony? She glanced towards the nursery, wondering if her siblings would be coming out soon...for maybe they were thinking the same thing. She sighed, wondering if Foxstar knew how she'd taken a liking to the way of the medicine cat. No matter, if Foxstar didn't know, than she would be just fine being a regular apprentice. Whitekit didn't really think she was special enough to become a medicine cat anyways, but certainly would be willing to try. [/color][/blockquote]
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Post by Flamey on Jul 1, 2008 8:40:21 GMT -5
Dark-kit scrambled out of the nursery and sprinted over to Whitekit. " You think we'll get our ceremony today?" he asked her. He turned to look at the warriors and apprentices that were already gathered. One day he would be a warrior and fight for his clan. He would just have to be patient. [/size][/center]
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Post by rem<EMBER me on Jul 1, 2008 11:14:00 GMT -5
Firepaw ran up behind her siblings, her green eyes gleaming as she skidded to a stop right beside them. Her orange and white pelt was groomed especially neat today, as she was anxious for her apprentice ceremony. She looked around at all the warriors, wondering who her mentor would be.
Ivysong padded out of the warrior's den, then went to sit in the shade with Brackendust. Palewind joined them a few seconds later, his green eyes gleaming as he looked around the clearing. Although he was starting to get old, he still hoped he would get an apprentice. [/center][/blockquote]
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Post by dove on Jul 1, 2008 21:56:04 GMT -5
Brackendust bowed his head in greeting to the two other cats. "Hello, Ivysong, Palewind." He blinked on each name, and then sneezed. "Excuse me," He muttered, embarrassed. 'I'm the deputy, for crying out loud.' He scolded himself, his brow slightly furrowing. Echosong saw Brackendust sneeze and decided to go save him. 'Silly tom,' She laughed inside her head. She was younger than he by quite a few moons, but anyone would swear they were brother and sister; the way they acted. And then there was Fogwhisper, treating them like kits all the time. "Deputies shouldn't disgrace themselves like that," She scolded teasingly. "Sorry," Brackendust commented back, enunciating each syllable, adding sarcasm. Echosong giggled slighty. She looked up at Foxstar, hoping she'd be able to mentor. Brackendust followed Echosong's direction, and audibly sighed.
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Post by dove on Jul 1, 2008 22:17:28 GMT -5
Do I finish this? Or let Foxstar finish since this was posted before today???
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Post by Fallentear || on Jul 6, 2008 21:48:12 GMT -5
I think Foxstar should finish since he was leader in this thread (or else it wouldn't make much sense)
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Post by dove on Jul 8, 2008 17:16:27 GMT -5
That's what I think too
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Post by Fallentear || on Jul 9, 2008 14:10:52 GMT -5
ooc- okay, well I pmed Amber and she will prolly finish it soon =]
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Post by Amber on Jul 9, 2008 16:26:34 GMT -5
OOC: Lets pretend Lavendersong was switched to medicine cat a few days before the leaders and such >>
Foxstar glanced around, deciding it was good enough. "Cats of MeadowClan," he announced, "We are gathered here today for a few ceremonies. First, the apprentices." He smiled warmly down at Whitekit, Firekit, Arrowkit, and Darkkit. "Whitekit, Darkkit, Firekit, Arrowkit. Please step forward." After a pause in which the three kits excitedly obeyed, Foxstar continued. "Whitekit, from this day on you will be known as Whitepaw. Your mentor will be Lavendersong." He grinned down at his sister, who flashed a smile at him before bounding towards her new apprentice and touching noses.
Lavendersong had developed a bond with the kit, though she did not know if Whitepaw felt the same. She had been noting that she spent a long time in her new den, and she had told her brother such. Obviously he had heeded her advice. "Welcome, Whitepaw," she murmured, "To the path of the medicine cat."
Foxstar turned to the other two kits. "Firekit," he meowed, "From now on until you have earned your warrior name, you will be known as Firepaw. Your mentor will be me." He smiled at his apprentice, then turned away. "Darkkit, you will be known as Darkpaw. Your mentor will be Brackendust." Last but not least, he shifted until he was facing Arrowkit. Arrowkit, from now on you shall be called Arrowpaw. Your mentor will be Victorystrike. Foxstar exhaled in relief. Now those ceremonies were out of the way. Now to move on to the warriors...if only they were here.
Victorystrike's black and white pelt seemed to shine with pride as she stepped towards her apprentice. Though she was old, and in about 4 seasons would be retiring to the elders' den, she was a good warrior, very respected in the Clan. She was young at heart, though her muzzle and tail were graying.
Stallionpaw pelted into the camp as fast as his limp would allow, tossing the squirrel in his maw towards the pile while he ran. It missed by about a rabbit-length, but Stallionpaw didn't look back. He slid into place besides his father, looking up at him sheepishly.
Foxstar grinned. "Ah, Stallionpaw, how nice of you to join us. Well, you can just tell your siblings later, as they seem to be missing. It is time you earned your warrior name...from this moment on you will be known as Stallionspir..." Foxstar broke off, eyes watering slightly. He shook his head to clear it, and continued. "...Stallionclaw. You have trained hard in the ways of the warrior, and StarClan honors your great bravery and fighting skills. And you can tell your siblings, that they will not earn their warrior names until they learn to show up for Clan Meetings."
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Post by dove on Jul 10, 2008 10:03:00 GMT -5
Leafpaw was right behind Stallionclaw. She rushed in, carrying two blackbirds. "Sorry," She muttered, bowing her head in respect. She rushed to Stallionclaw's side, and muttered, "Congratiulations." Her voice was thick with emotion as she saw her brother become a warrior. Silverstep came up behind them, keeping her distance, but smiling in encouragement. Brackendust's eyes glowed with happiness. He walked up to Darkpaw to touch noses with the little tom.
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Post by Fallentear || on Jul 11, 2008 5:03:43 GMT -5
The nearly pure-white she-cat flicked her tan tail and stepped towards Lavendersong with excitement gleaming in her eyes. Her awkwardly twisted forepaw didn't even bother her. She had taken it as a sign from Dreamclan that she was meant to be a medicine cat, and so she didn't detest it. Although, the only thing she would regret would be rabbit chasing. Hopefully though, she would be able to heal more over time. Stretching her neck up, she replied to her new mentor, "Thank you. I will try to live up to the name of medicine cat, and I'll train real hard." Determination coursed through her viens, and she couldn't help but grin. [/color][/blockquote]
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Post by rem<EMBER me on Jul 11, 2008 11:57:57 GMT -5
Firepaw smiled, her green eyes gleaming with delight. Not only was she an apprentice, but she was the leader's apprentice. She looked over at Foxstar, wondering when her training would start. What would he teach her first? Fighting? Hunting? Tracking? There were just so many possibilities. The small femme then padded over to her sister, Whitepaw. "Congrats." She meowed, nudging her sister gently with her muzzle. "I'm sure you'll make a great medicine cat one day." [/center][/blockquote]
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