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Post by [ A.sh ] on Oct 17, 2007 20:02:41 GMT -5
; ; Forever Raining
The leader of Birchclan stepped out of his den. His dark brown eyes looked around the clearing. They landed on the four cats hovering about the apprentices den. They were Russetpaw, Linchenpaw; and the leaders two kits--; Ashkit and his beloved Cloverkit. The brown tom smiled at the four cats. He then turned around and jumped up onto a branch of the Great Birch. His calm gaze wandered upon the cats in the clearing of Birchclan. His clan. He had been the leader for six moons now, the same age as his two beautiful kits. "Let all cats old enough gather beneath the Great Birch for a clan meeting!" he yowled boldly. Swiftstar then waited for the cats of his clan to gather beneath him.
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Post by >..Sootfeather..< on Oct 17, 2007 20:06:39 GMT -5
Lichenpaw looked up her tail flicking and ran after her sister. Her illness had been cured quickly after she took the right herbs. Russetpaw's tortoiseshell pelt shone in the sunlight and Lichenpaw raced ahead and the two she-cat sat down in front of the Great Birch.
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Post by [ A.sh ] on Oct 17, 2007 20:24:50 GMT -5
; ; The Storm in the Shadow
A grey kit padded out of the nursery. His calm, dark green eyes were illuminated with excitement. His darkly colored paws carried him over to the Great Birch. His father was the leader, and today should be the time when he and his sister were getting their apprentice names. He sat down a little ways away from Russetpaw and Lichenpaw. He wrapped his tail around his paws, and he layed closer to the ground; waiting for Swiftstar to begin speaking.
--; The Four Leafed Clover--;
A brown tabby timbled out of the nursery. She rolled in the dust; head-over-tail to the center of camp. Cloverkit then stood up, shaking her tabby pelt. Her pale green eyes looked up to her father of the branch of the Great Birch. She then raced forward, her white paws getting dustier then they were before. She settled down beside her brother; Ashkit. The two kits were six moons old, and they were going to have their apprentice ceremonies today. Ohh how Cloverkit was excited. She had wanted to be an apprentice since Darkfeather had become a warrior two moons ago. So now, content on how she was positioned, she awaited her father to have the ceremonies.
; ;The Leader within the Forest
Swiftstar looked down apon the four cats beneath him. A battle with wolves had knocked out some of the cats within the four clans; creating weakness and tension between them. He sighed quietly, sickened on how much the four clans had suffered in these past moons. But new life had also come, apprentices were becoming warriors, and kits were becoming apprentices. Hopefully not another tradegy would hit them. "Now, today we have four important ceremonies to preform," he meowed boldly. His dark brown eyes stared down upon Russetpaw and Lichenpaw. "Now, Lichenpaw, please step forward," he meowed, "I, Swiftstar, call upon my warrior ancestors to look down on this apprentice. She has trained hard to understand the ways of your noble code, and I commend him to you as a warrior in her turn. Lichenpaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code and protect and defend this Clan, even at the cost of your life?" As he spoke he looked down upon the multi-clanned apprentice.
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Post by >..Sootfeather..< on Oct 17, 2007 20:30:07 GMT -5
"I do." Lichenpaw sid, holding her head up. She knew she would never hurt these cats and she hoped they knew that too.
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Post by [ A.sh ] on Oct 17, 2007 21:00:31 GMT -5
; ; Forever Raining
Swiftstar smiled down on the apprentice as he jumped down from the branch he was on; he padded closer to Lichenpaw. "Then by the powers of StarClan, I give you your warrior name. Lichenpaw from this moment you will be known as Lichenfur. StarClan honors your loyalty and your enthusiasm, and we welcome you as a full warrior of Birchclan." he meowed, his voice sincere. Swiftstar rested his muzzle on the top of the new warrior's head; awaiting Liichenfur to lick his shoulder.
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Post by Dark on Oct 17, 2007 21:02:06 GMT -5
Wolfwind sat far away from the group of cat but could still hear. "Bravo lichenfur." he muttered to himself as he listen to his leader talk.
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Post by >..Sootfeather..< on Oct 17, 2007 21:02:31 GMT -5
Lichenfur's body trembled as she licked Swiftstar's shouder. She looked over to Russetpaw, who was smailing at her her sister.
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Post by [ A.sh ] on Oct 17, 2007 21:10:48 GMT -5
; ; The Repeated Rain
Swiftstar took a few steps back from Lichenfur. He nodded his head to her and began to speak once again. "Russetpaw, Please step forward." The brown tom now was looking at the tortiouseshell she-cat near the back of the crowd. " I, Swiftstar, call upon my warrior ancestors to look down on this apprentice. She has trained hard to understand the ways of your noble code, and I commend him to you as a warrior in his turn. Russetpaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code and protect and defend this Clan, even at the cost of your life?" he asked. The leader's tone was somewhat bold and challenging; seeing if the other multi-clanned apprentice would be loyal to Birchclan throughout her warrior life. Even though Swiftstar didn't doubt the apprentice, he wanted to be sure.
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Post by >..Sootfeather..< on Oct 17, 2007 21:13:12 GMT -5
"I do." Russetpaw's meow rang throughout the entire clearing.
(lichenpaw's her sister. How come Swiftstar doesn't feel suspicious about her?)
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Post by [ A.sh ] on Oct 17, 2007 21:15:09 GMT -5
;; T h e N e w W a r r i o r
"Then by the powers of StarClan, I give you your warrior name. Russetpaw, from this moment you will be known as Russetleaf. StarClan honors your curiousity and your loyalty to Birchclan, and we welcome you as a full warrior of Birchclan," he meowed, giving more of an empesife on the word Birchclan. He then rested his muzzle on the top of Russet's head, awaiting her to lick his shoulder like her sister had done.
(( I forgot to add the suspiciousnes to Lichenfur's ceremony))
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Post by >..Sootfeather..< on Oct 17, 2007 21:31:10 GMT -5
(ok)
Russetleaf did the same as her sister her tail twitching happily.
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Post by [ A.sh ] on Oct 17, 2007 22:19:48 GMT -5
; ; T h e N e w l y N a m e d W a r r i o r s ; ;
"Congradulations you two," he meowed and stepped back from the newly named warriors. "You two shall sit your vigil tonight, but now we have two other ceremonies to preform." His brown gaze moved to the two kits at the front of the group. "Cloverkit, please step forward," Swiftstar meowed to his daughter.
- - ; My Apprentice Ceremony - - ; ;
The brown tabby scampered forward. Her eyes were twinkling with excitement, and her body was tingling with fear and more excitement. She stood infront of her father, ready for her apprentice name and her mentor.
; ; My Daughter's New Name
Swiftstar looked down upon his tabby daughter with pride. Finally his kits would become apprentices. "Cloverkit, the sixth moon of your life passed a few sunrises ago. You wish yourself to be a warrior, but first you must train as an apprentice. So Cloverkit, from this day forward you shall be known as Cloverpaw, may Starclan honor you until you will recieve your warrior name," he meowed. He then turned to the new calico warrior, "Russetleaf, you are now ready to take on an apprentice. You will be mentor to Cloverpaw. Russetleaf, you have shown yourself to be a warrior of loyalty and curiousity. I'm sure you will pass on all you know to this apprentice." He smiled at Russetleaf, knowing she wasn't expecting an apprentice.
; ; Russetleaf's My Mentor ! - ! -
Cloverpaw, now having her new name seemed shocked. 'Russetleaf's my mentor?' she thought angrily and curiously. How could she possibly be trained by a cat who she disliked so much, and a cat who she was quite sure hated her as well. She reluctently padded over to Russetleaf. The tabby reached forward, ready to touch Russetleaf's nose.
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Post by >..Sootfeather..< on Oct 17, 2007 22:24:24 GMT -5
Russetleaf rolled her eyes but managed a smile. She bent down and touched Cloverpaw's nose.
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Post by [ A.sh ] on Oct 17, 2007 22:29:31 GMT -5
; ; W h y M u s t I t B e H e r ? ?
Cloverpaw growled slightly as Russetleaf's cold nose touched her own rosey pink one. The brown tabby drew back quickly, and sat next to Russetleaf reluctently.
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Post by >..Sootfeather..< on Oct 17, 2007 22:32:22 GMT -5
Hissing in annoyance, Russetleaf looked at her sister with a pleading glance.
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