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Post by Brambles on Nov 12, 2007 20:45:40 GMT -5
Dragonheart lept to the top of the High Rock, calling out for the Clan, deep voice reverberating around the camp. "Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather beneath the High Rock for a Clan meeting!"
Stormwing lifted his muzzle from the vole he had been feasting on. Licking his maw, Stormwing stood and buried the bones and fur of the fresh-kill, padding forwards.
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Post by Amber on Nov 12, 2007 20:56:11 GMT -5
Rosie approached the HighRock, hanging back, very unsure of herself.
Lilacaroma padded forwards, beckoning with her tail for her sister, and smiling at her.
Rosie blinked and stepped up beside Lilacaroma.
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Post by Darketh[the not so kind] on Nov 12, 2007 20:59:37 GMT -5
Jasperpaw trotted from the med. cat's den and seated himself a little ways off from where the deputy and med. cat normally stood. No one could deny that he had become exceptionally skilled in his med. cat training, but his depressed mood always showed no matter what. "I wonder what this is about." He whispered quietly to himself as he often had. Still he hadn't told anyone of his ability to read minds, they might think of him as weird so he kept this little fact to himself. He was sure, though, that cats were wondering why he was always able to tell where the problem was, even when they didn't say anything.
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Post by dove on Nov 12, 2007 21:36:25 GMT -5
Stormdove walked out of the warrior's den.
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Post by rem<EMBER me on Nov 13, 2007 15:20:34 GMT -5
Thunderpaw and Fogpaw padded out of the apprentice's den, side by side. When they approached the other cats, they split up. Fogpaw walked over and sat beside Stormdove, close enough to her that their fur was barely touching. "Hello." He meowed, his gray eyes gleaming.
At the same time, Thunderpaw walked over to Lilacaroma and Rosie. He dipped his head in respect to the two she-cats and sat down beside them.
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Post by Amber on Nov 13, 2007 16:56:36 GMT -5
Miraclepaw still dozed silently in the apprentice's den, unaware of Dragonheart's call.
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Post by whitetiger on Nov 13, 2007 18:16:29 GMT -5
Twilightstrike steped out of the shadows of the warriors den. She sighed and gathered under the high rock.
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Post by Amber on Nov 13, 2007 18:20:48 GMT -5
Thornpaw too, on the other side of the apprentice den, was still asleep. No cats took any notice of Miraclepaw and Thornpaw, sadly.
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Post by dove on Nov 13, 2007 20:29:22 GMT -5
Stormdove stiffened at first. Her eyes were a cold midnight, but she soon settled down. She relaxed and her eyes melted into a happy, content look.
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Post by rem<EMBER me on Nov 19, 2007 18:06:56 GMT -5
Thunderpaw looked around, realizing his sister wasn't at the meeting. She must be sleeping still... He thought. Then without saying anything, he rushed over to the apprentice's den. He pushed his way inside and saw his sister and Thornpaw, both sleeping. "Wake up." He meowed, gently nudging his sister. Then he walked over to Thornpaw and nudged him too. "Dragonheart called everyone for a meeting." He explained.
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Post by Brambles on Nov 19, 2007 18:48:30 GMT -5
Dragonheart grew impatient as niether Miraclepaw nor Thornpaw appeared, but decided to wait for Miraclepaw's ceremony for last, accompanied with Thunderpaw's and Fogpaw's ceremony. "Cats of FernClan, many a moon has it been since we last saw this she-cat. But I am certain you must all remember Rosepaw, Lilacaroma's lost sister. She has returned to us." The black furred tom meowed, smiling down at Rosie. "She has come back in hopes to be with our Clan again, and I accepted her." Dragonheart waited silently to hear the meows of approval from his Clan-mates.
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Post by rem<EMBER me on Nov 19, 2007 18:50:45 GMT -5
Thunderpaw heard Dragonheart begin to speak, so he ran out of the den and sat down.
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Post by Amber on Nov 19, 2007 19:09:50 GMT -5
Miraclepaw was still sleeping soundly in the den. When her brother nudged her, she opened her eyes, stretching and getting up with a groan of pleasure to be exercising her muscles. She rarely got sent on patrols, being an apprentice, and never really got a chance to hunt anymore since Thunderstar began vanishing lately.
Thornpaw's eyes cracked open and he gave a humongous yawn. Getting to his paws, he made his way out of the den. Confused, he was going slow, but started hurrying when he sensed the urgency of his warrior ceremony.
Rosie smiled slightly, shifting her weight from foot to foot.
Lilacaroma was simply glowing, casting a proud glance at her older sister.
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Post by Brambles on Nov 19, 2007 19:18:08 GMT -5
"Rosie, though you are as old as Lilacaroma and certainly know how to hunt, I feel you may need to spand at least a moon on being an apprentice to teach you of our borders and of the warrior code, thus, Rosie, from here on you will be known as Rosepaw. Your mentor will be Stormwing." Dragonheart meowed, smiling down at her. "Now, I would like Thunderpaw, Fogpaw, Miraclepaw, and Thornpaw to please step forwards." Dragonheart added.
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Post by rem<EMBER me on Nov 19, 2007 19:21:05 GMT -5
Thunderpaw looked up at Dragonheart, his eyes gleaming with excitement. The tom padded forward and waited for the ceremony to continue.
Fogpaw looked over at Stormdove, who he was still standing next to. Then he padded forward, ready to receive his warrior name.
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