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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Feb 7, 2008 18:39:49 GMT -5
OOC: It's time for the ceremonies. Pairs: ThunderClan Blackpaw – Sunfeather Lilypaw – Merrypaw/heart Mushroompaw – Lunarpelt Sparrowpaw – Briarheart Firepaw – Willowfire Sonicpaw - Flashclaw
ShadowClan Cherrypaw - Oakstorm Garlicpaw - Kenoscar Skypaw - Shadowstep Lilykit – Blazefang
Cold air swept through ThunderClan’s camp, the skies cloudy overhead and a light snowfall had begun. The black tom gazed across the peaceful clearing, watching the few cats that had started to emerge from their warm dens. He padded over to the rock that jutted from the earth that was set in the middle of all of it, the Highrock, the one that ThunderClan’s leader was to address the Clan. ThunderClan had no leader. Midnightfang lowered his head slightly, gazing at the ground below his paws almost solemnly. He had to keep the Clan together, even though he was not the true leader, even though Desertstar was gone. The deputy couldn’t help being reminded of his mate, the one he’d secretly feel in love with, the one he’d secretly had kits with, everything about ThunderClan had traces of her existence. Especially the den she’d slept in, the den that was now occupied by he and ShadowClan’s leader. A smirk suddenly creased his maw. Things had really changed since then. Pawsteps interrupted his thoughts and he turned briskly, coming face to face with sharp blue optics.
The leader’s pelt was speckled with snow and her eyes were just as icy as the weather. She looked at the ThunderClanner for a long time and just as he opened his mouth to greet her she brushed past him and seated herself neatly at the foot of the Highrock. Dewstar wanted the deputy to go ahead and begin the ceremony; she was in no mood to converse with anyone. Not only was she brooding over the loss of her Clan, but the loss of her pride. Smokepelt, the warrior that so despised her enough to overthrow her leadership and call her weak, the one that she would never forgive. That thought made her grit her teeth together in a grinding fashion. Well, if he hated her, then she would just return that detestation. Dewstar lifted her head towards Midnightfang, watching him coolly as he leaped atop the stone.
Let all cats of ThunderClan and ShadowClan gather for a meeting! He summoned both Clans with a loud yowl, wondering how the two Clans would act in the ceremony.
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Feb 7, 2008 21:01:57 GMT -5
Lilykit was always energetic, but right now she was over-the-top excited, bounding and leaping and racing and practically doing flips in the air. Apprentice! Apprentice! The word played over and over in her head, like music from a broken record player. She danced in time to the internal rhythm. She was one of the first out, and she didn't want to sit down. She was too much of a fireball to be still. She wanted to run laps around the clearing, around and around and around and around and around again. Shivering from hyper anticipation, she forced herself to sit, then stood again within moments. She took a breath, and it was shaky because she was just so... psyched. She made her exhale long and calm and seated herself once more. This was no way for an apprentice to... and there was that word! Her mind got lost on it again: Apprentice! Apprentice! Apprentice!
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Post by Daggerpaw on Feb 8, 2008 7:55:35 GMT -5
Daggerpaw padded over to the shadowed spot he usually took. Silently, his gaze turned apon his mentor. He waited in absolute silence, unwanting to be here. The firey tom moved his gaze for a few moments just to look at Lillykit. He smiled ever so slightly at her excitement, but it faded as he sighed. Daggerpaw scuffed at the ground with his fore paw a few times. He frowned, watching the dust float away with the breeze.
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Post by //Diamonte . x on Feb 8, 2008 11:33:51 GMT -5
Diamondleaf padded silently up to the highrock, wondering whether the Old showclanners would have a look in.
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Post by .Whitey. on Feb 8, 2008 11:35:29 GMT -5
Shadowstep emerged from the shadows that covered the thick bracken around the camp. When she heard the ThunderClan Leader call them. Her pelt was groomed as usual, and she hadn't expected anything. She smirked at Lilykit. This was her day. The wind swept gently through the tree's ruffling her fur slightly, she set her Emerald eyes on the Other Clans leader and waited for the ceremony to begin. She nodded to Daggerpaw and sat down waiting, her tail curled over her paws.
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Post by *Simply Seasle* on Feb 8, 2008 13:43:50 GMT -5
Rainpelt walked up, keeping a slight distance from the other cats. He had almost gone back to his loner ways when his Clan had come to ThunderClan, as he did not want to speak to ThunderClan cats. But he refused to abandon his clan, which ended up with him always out hunting except for when he slept, and aviodance of other cats gazes.
Rainpelt shifted awkardly as he sat down. He didn't like being around all the other cats; he had barely coped with one clan, and two....
But I should be here. I'm a warrior of ShadowClan, I have to be here.
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Emberpaw padded quickly up to Lilykit and sitting beside her. Her silver and black coat was a contrast to Lilykit's bright orange one.
"Hello Lilykit. Are you excited?" she asked, trying and failing to keep her own excitement out of her voice.
I wonder if Cinderheart will say that I've earned a warrior-No! You know this is an apprentice cermony, it isn't for you. Of course, it will still be fun to watch. Little Lilykit, an apprentice! She'll make a great hunter with her energy.
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Post by Daggerpaw on Feb 8, 2008 16:59:24 GMT -5
Daggerpaw nodded back to Shadowstep, but said nothing. He sighed, laying down. He shifted, so his blind eye was facing away from all the cats and he could see them.
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Post by silvercloud on Feb 9, 2008 1:21:05 GMT -5
Willowfire was resting in a branch overhanging the camp when the meeting was called. Sighing, she jumped down into the clearing, figuring she should probably show up for her own apprentice's ceremony. Sitting in the front, but not quite in the front row, and definatly not because she was particuarly excited. She spied Lilykit doing flips in the air. "Stupid kit. I'm just waiting for someone to beat some sense into her." She thought. Willowfire sighed. She had a duty as a Thunderclan warrior to train an apprentice, and by Starclan she was gonna do it right. "Cold, hard efficiency." She thought, "There shall be no room for errors. No room for anything but perfection. That is how a warrior should be!"
OOC: Please, no offense anybody; Willow's just like that ;P .
By the way (this is a reply to mids post, but I didn't feel like making a new post) OMG! I was noticing your new avatar (nice one, by the way), and reading your post about Kenoscar and hi "tag-a-long", and then- Kenoscar, Cherrypaw and how she calls him "Kenny". You made them after Captin Kenpachi Zaraki of the 11th division, and his Lieutenant- Yachiru Kusajishi! Wow! I can't believe I didnt get that before... Sorry, am I being annoying?
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Feb 11, 2008 0:04:00 GMT -5
OOC: Let's wait for a couple more people to post and than I'll start. The tom emerged from the Apprentice's Den, the snow matching his stark white pelt. He slowly walked over to the group of gathering cats, cautiously seating himself near the front of the group. Mushroompaw knew he was getting a mentor today, but he was extremely nervous. He was usually on edge just by being surrounded by his own Clan, but now, the most sinister Clan was bunking with them. That made him a little frightened to even come out of his den. He swallowed, trying not to stare at the ShadowClan leader as he awaited Midnightfang to begin the ceremony that was seeming to take forever. Kenoscar stalked into the clearing pushing past a group of cats in his way, ignoring the surprised yowls as he continued toward the meeting place. The massive tom shoved his way to the middle, muscles rippling in the faint sunlight that filtered through the clouds. His tag-a-long, Cherrypaw, followed close behind, seating herself right next to him. He sat and let out a low growl, this nonsense was going to take a lifetime and if the little deputy of the ThunderClanners didn't hurry up... Kenoscar grunted the thought away, his cinnamon gaze sweeping over to Dewstar. She looked highly irritated, but he could've cared less what she was feeling; she sure wasn't helping her Clan. After all, what's a good leader who won't let her warriors go get their territory back? OOC: In reply to Willow's edited post: You got me, I did base them off of Kenpachi and Yachiru. I just couldn't resist; I love the series so much! And thank you for the compliment on my icon, he's my favorite character.
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Post by STREAMY ?! on Feb 11, 2008 17:30:31 GMT -5
Blazefang's large dark shape padded out of the warriors' den at Dewstar's call. Opening his jaws in a earsplitting yawn, he glanced around with large orange orbs. Paw after paw, he started towards the gathering group of cats, spotting and recognizing a few he knew. His nose twitched in slight irritation at the sight of Lilykit, the most hyper cat in the Clan, pouncing around in joy. He wondered who her mentor would be--maybe him? He hadn't had one since moons ago, since before Quailsong had had her kits. His eyes shone in pride as he thought of his kits; the most beautiful he'd ever seen. Almost as beautiful as Quailsong herself.
He shook his broad head to chase the thoughts from his head, storing them in the back of his mind for pondering later. Now it was time to focus on the ceremony; he knew it was an apprentice ceremony because it had spread around camp. That was probably the reason why Lilykit was prancing around--or no, more like certainly the reason. He padded over a few tail-lengths away from the pure white warrior Kenoscar, dipping his head in a curt nod.
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Another black shape, this one patched with white in the paws and chest and endorsed with yellow eyes, padded quickly behind the large black ShadowClan warrior. I believe Blazefang's his name... Lunarpelt shrugged to hismelf. Who cared about the ShadowClan warriors? All he could think about now was Leopardfur...her bautiful golden black-specked fur....he sighed. Now she was finally all for him...shaking his head and rolling his eyes, he walked over to Willowfire, dipping his head but not sure she noticed. She seemed concentrated on something going on in her own mind.
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Two shapes, one short-furred and russet-colored and one long-furred and golden tabby, raised their heads drowsily from a patch of sun in the corner of camp.
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Flashclaw pulled himself to his feet, nudging his friend Sunfeather to get up. He pushed away the remains of his squirrel, promising himself he'd get back to them later before they became ridden with maggots, and stretched luxuriously, jaws opening in a huge yawn. His sharp white teeth gleamed in the shining light, and he looked up with amber orbs as the clouds covered the sun again. A small flake of something cold landed on his tongue as he stretched, and he swallowed. Snow; a light layer was falling now. He blinked and looked back at Sunfeather, who was pulling herself to her feet, before padding over to sit beside his Clanmate Lunarpelt.
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Sunfeather slowly opened her large robin's-egg-blue optics and blinked them, clearing up her sleep-blurred vision. Dewstar's call, the murmurs of the small crowd of cats in front of the ShadowClan leader, and Flashclaw's paw nudge had awakened her. She looked up at him, muttering a leave me alone before hoisting herself to her dainty white paws, ears twitching in annoyance. Urgh, they decided to hold a ceremony just when she was having a nap! Dipping her head to take one last bite of her sparrow, she gazed at it longingly for a heartbeat before padding behind the ginger tom, veering off to where Mushroompaw sat. She smiled briefly at him before remembering today was the day to apprentice Lillykit and several others. Scanning the group of cats, she noticed the small pale kit practically doing flips in the air and chuckled. Hyper kits. Turning her focus to Dewstar, she wrapped her fluffy striped tail around her paws and sat down beside the stark white apprentice, waiting for the ceremony to begin.
OOC\\What I was bored!//OOC
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Post by Midnightstorm on Feb 13, 2008 18:06:55 GMT -5
Blackpaw emerged from her den wondering who was going to be her mentor. she saw sunfeather and midnidghtfang at the rock maybe midnightfang is my mentor but then agian sunfeather was there to so then it could be sunfeather but who ever it was blackpaw was ready then she herd her name and sunfeather's then she new she was in good hands she went to toush nose's with her new mentor.
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Post by //Diamonte . x on Feb 14, 2008 12:21:30 GMT -5
Diamondleaf yawned and streched. Her own form showing her muscles impressively but her eyes were as hard as stone as cats from the old ShadowClan flocked around her. She had never been less excited in her life.
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Feb 14, 2008 16:52:02 GMT -5
Midnightfang quieted the two Clans with a loud yowl, and waited until the last whisper ceased. He took a deep breath, scanning the cats with his yellow gaze before stepping a little closer to edge of the Highrock. I know this is very strange, with both Clans staying with each other and all, but that doesn’t change the fact that apprentices from ThunderClan and ShadowClan must be trained. He announced and waited a few moments for the message to sink in before clearing his throat. So without further delay, I will start ThunderClan’s ceremonies, He set his eyes on a certain apprentice and beckoned her forward. I call upon my warrior ancestors to look down on this apprentice; she has trained hard and followed every rule of your honorable code. Merrypaw, do you promise to protect ThunderClan even at the cost of your life? The deputy let the apprentice agree to the terms before continuing. Than from now on you shall be named Merryheart, StarClan honors your dedication to the Clan and your fist apprentice will be Lilypaw; pass all of what you have learned down onto this apprentice. He meowed and finished the naming ceremony, smiling down at the new warrior.
OOC: Fawn hasn’t posted yet, but whatever. And this may not follow a warrior ceremony word for word, but it’s been quite awhile since I’ve done one, so excuse any mistakes. Now for apprentices...
The black tom let Merryheart be congratulated by her fellow Clanmates before he silenced them yet again. There are a handful of apprentices who are in need of mentoring and I’ve done my best with pairing them up: Sunfeather will train Blackpaw, Lunarpelt will train Mushroompaw, Briarheart will train Sparrowpaw, Willowfire will train Firepaw, and Flashclaw will train Sonicpaw. Warriors, please teach these young cats everything you’ve learned from your mentors. He listed off the pairs and watched as the group burst into talking. But before you go gallivanting around, Dewstar would like to perform a few ceremonies. With this said he hopped off the rock and dipped his head to the ShadowClan leader.
Dewstar hoisted herself onto the Highrock, the unfamiliar slickness causing her to growl out in an irritated fashion. She scanned her subordinates, not paying a single glance to any ThunderClanner. I’ll skip the formalities, you all know why I’m up here – on ThunderClan’s meeting place – so don’t start complaining about how this is wrong or anything. Her voice was cold, just like the blue eyes she stared her warriors down with. Lilykit is old enough to become an apprentice and from now on she will be known as Lilypaw. I have also decided that her mentor will be Blazefang. She announced, briskly continuing, a few of ShadowClan’s apprentices have no mentors, but I’ve changed that. Oakstorm will be training Cherrypaw, Kenoscar will be training Garlicpaw, and Shadowstep will train Skypaw. And without a moments hesitation she jumped off the perch, stalking toward the camp entrance.
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Post by .Whitey. on Feb 14, 2008 17:05:10 GMT -5
Shadowstep bowed her head in acceptance. She padded over to her new apprentice and liked her ear in congratulations as well as greetings. Hello young one. she mewed solemnly. It was sad that Dewstar hadn't given out the proper cermony. StarClan forbid that they never did get their warrior names the same way. We'll begin our training tomorrow at sunhigh? she asked hoping that her apprentice would agree.
OOC: Bad post I'm in a rush ^.^
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Post by silvercloud on Feb 14, 2008 17:53:57 GMT -5
Willowfire padded over to her new apprentice with confidence, and bent down to touch noses with them. Then, she said perhaps the nicest thing she'd ever said in moons: "Congraulations, Firepaw; you've just taken your first step from kithood to cathood. Trainning starts tommorow at first-light. Don't be late."
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