Ember'Heart licked her cuts, cleaning the wounds deeply, she stoped licking and walked limping to the warriors den, ignoring the other cats in the clearing, quickly she fells by the pain on a rock and decides to wait a bit ´´Hope the med returns soon´´ she mews, weakly and soft, she stands up and walks slower to the warriors den, decided to get in there, starts troting and gets inside
Cinderstar
While Crowpaw seemed more eager at the idea of going their separate ways so that each would have a story to tell the other, the waves of anxiety and fear that rolled off Ravenpaw were definitely tangible. It didn't seem as though Roosterflame was aware of that, much to her disappointment, so Cinderstar turned her body so that she faced the young apprentice.
"No one is taking your littermate away. They will be with me and Asterdance, and nothing will happen to them, you have my word." To those who knew Cinderstar, they knew her word was everything and that she never gave it out lightly. Hopefully, Ravenpaw would hear the conviction and confidence in her words and hold a little faith in the statement too. "Just as you will be fine with Roosterflame and Batblood. They are two of ThunderClan's finest warriors - I wouldn't be allowing them to be on a patrol if they weren't."
Casting one last soft glance towards Ravenpaw, Cinderstar sat back up and twisted around to look at Crowpaw. "Yes, but make sure to follow Asterdance. They are our patrol leader." Which brought her gaze up to the newly named warrior. She gave them a small, subtle nod to let them know the situation was handled. "Lead the way," she told them with a bright smile as she rose to her paws, dipping her head in respect and acknowledgement to the warrior.
Dawnpaw bowed her head in understanding. "I understand if you don't take me back in, I have been gone fr some time." She said, feeling thankful enough that they were letting her have one more chance, hopefully.
blazekit walked around ashpaw not hearing what the warrior said
@Wingnettle
This kit is so full of life! I wonder if he gets to play with the others? he left Blazekit for a moment and headed quickly torward the freshkill pile. He chose a trush and plucked some feathers from the tiny body. Than he carried the bundle in his mouth and dropped them onto the kit's body. He purred and watched the kitten play.
Dawnpaw bowed her head in understanding. "I understand if you don't take me back in, I have been gone fr some time." She said, feeling thankful enough that they were letting her have one more chance, hopefully.
(Haha, it's okay I kinda forgot about it too!)
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Shallowshiver | they/them | @Slushie I'm so sorry for the delay-
The huge warrior sighed, staring down at Dawnpaw in thought. "Alright, I would be willing to give you a single chance. However, I am also going to be listening to Bumblepaws input" they decided, glancing over to the other apprentice.
>Bumblepaw<
Bumblepaw's jaw clenched. This apprentice vanished for eons and then got to just waltz back in without a seed of doubt? What a load of garbage. "All right, fine. You can head back to camp. But if you run off again, that's it - you're done for good. I'm gonna be keeping a close on you myself - ThunderClan doesn't have enough space for idiocy or disloyalty."
If she disappeared again, Bumblepaw would be the one to make sure she stayed gone, that was for sure.
[ so sorry for the delay here - you may resubmit Dawnpaw to the allegiances! ]
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Roosterflame He/Him
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Roosterflame liked this guy right off the bat, he seemed chill, cool, even, and Roosterflame was happy to meet another cat who was likeminded and similar in personality. “Thanks! I think your name is neat, too! Hardly ever seem to meet cats with either “Woolly” or “Scratch” in their name, so you certainly have a name that stands out from the crowd!”
He listened to Woollyscratch’s musings about the starlit plains where dead cats went with intense interest, wondering for a moment how so many cats seemed to be born with an instilled belief in the fact that there was, indeed, an afterlife filled with a bunch of dead warriors, who apparently could grant multiple lives. Yet, it seemed to Roosterflame that the multiple-lives thing might be legend, as Eveningstar and Aspenstar were both killed in one fell swoop, right? Not voicing any of his own musings aloud, Roosterflame gave a thoughtful nod. “Ha, Mini-Warrior, I like your phrasing of the term, it makes them seem… less like children, more like teenagers. Burning stuff? Oh my, hope Ravenpaw doesn’t do that! I have my paws full with this one little bugger, Ravenpaw. He’s nice and all, but whew does he have a lot to learn, I just hope I have enough ability to train him into the Warrior I know he can be.”
His grin widened as Woollyscratch contributed his own joyful, albeit a little dorky, “whooooo!” to the festive atmosphere of the meeting, it made him happy to see another Warrior who was actively cheering on ThunderClan’s future batch of Leaders, Deputies, Medicine cats, Queens, and Warriors. “Oh! That sounds like fun! If you’re up for it after this meeting we can do just that. I’ve been meaning to try to grab a couple herbs for the medicine cats and try my paw at fishing, actually. I’ve got swimming down, but fishing takes a special amount of proficiency to do, and I’m trying to become a bit of ThunderClan’s version of a jack-of-all-trades, if you know what I mean.”
Woollyscratch seemed like a great, wholesome guy, and Roosterflame was sure he was going to find an excellent friend in this friendly tom. He was so happy that he’d made that decision in his youth to join ThunderClan, it changed his world, and his life.
Suddenly, Roosterflame’s attention was drawn to the Thunderwillow once more as Cinderstar began to speak the remarkable words of a Warrior ceremony. Roosterflame’s heart caught in his throat. A new Warrior? We’re getting a new Warrior? Jesus Christ! Woollyscratch is right! This is turning out to be an exceptionally good day! He thought, his mind whirling with excitement and nostalgia.
__ Roosterpaw padded up to the Thunderwillow, not really expecting anything more than a few apprentice ceremonies out of this meeting, as he was certain that Oakfrost hadn’t recommended to Aspenstar or Dogbark that he should receive his Warrior name yet, as he had just caught Roosterpaw chatting with a grasshopper the day before and scolded him for neglecting his patrol duties.
Nonetheless, Roosterpaw was in high spirits, because no matter what, nothing could change the fact that he was still a member of ThunderClan, the best clan in the whole wide world, and he was in a place ten thousand times better than turning to dust on the old farm that he used to reside on with his parents.
As he settled in for the meeting, he half-listened to the ceremonies of his new den mates, as the words and names were now jumbled into the endlessly lengthening list of names, faces, and genders to remember in this ever-growing clan.
Suddenly, Roosterpaw’s attention was drawn to the Thunderwillow once more as Aspenstar began to speak the remarkable words of a Warrior ceremony. Roosterpaw’s heart caught in his throat. A Warrior? I’m becoming a Warrior! Jesus Christ! He thought, quickly rising and jogging over to the front of the crowd, his fur on end and convincing him that he must look like a fright to observers.
When the ceremonial pause came, Roosterpaw quickly said, “I do! I really, really do!”
Then, the moment he had been waiting almost all of his life came.
His new name… My new name!
His new name was Roosterflame.
Roosterflame… he liked the ring of it.
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Reality flooded back in with a swirl of colors, lights, sounds, and cheers. Two new Warriors had been named, Bushtuft and Asterdance, two exceptional Warriors named on an exceptionally wonderful day.
His mouth was dry with secondhand euphoria for the new Warriors, but he still managed a jovial cheer of congratulatory elation for the two new Warriors, yelling out their names, letting the two cats know that he fully believed in them, and that he was certain that they were heading for perfectly amazing things in their lives. “Bushtuft! Asterdance! Bushtuft! Asterdance! Congratulations you two! Congratulations! Welcome to the first day of your new lives!” He new he was slightly overdoing it, but Warrior ceremonies were nothing to sneeze at. They were a little rare these days, so whenever they came around, Roosterflame milked them for all they were worth.
Roosterflame might not have known these cats too well, but he felt akin to them in those few short moments, those magical moments.
// it took me so long to get to this sry !!!
Woollyscratch grinned as the meeting ended. That meant.... mischief!! What should they do? He spun through a couple of options in his head, trying to pick out some good ones that Roosterflame might like. He'd suggested hunting earlier, but hmm.. It was always good to have choices! They could always look for plants to help out the meddies, bother Rooster's apprentice... He had some games in mind, but he wasn't sure if they'd be considered too childish.
And yes, sure, maybee perhapss he was putting too much thought into this.. but Rooster deserved a good time! N Woolly wanted him to like him.
Oh! He knew how to decide!
Sitting down so he wouldn't tip over, the tom outstretched both of his paws. "Ok ok. Pick a paw." Yes. Perfect. One paw for a productive activity, and one for fooling around. Rooster would have to choose! Not that he'd know which option was which, but that was the fun of it, aye.
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it got you smiling!
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Flamepaw sat in the clearing, fumbling with her paws. It's felt so weird being back home, especially after thinking everything was gone for so long, and she honestly still felt a little ashamed. Yet at the same time, it's been nice. She hadn't seen any of her siblings, or anyone she really clearly remembered being close to, which was... Sad. But she had figured as much, since they were missing even before she disappeared (hopefully, she was fairly certain that's how it was). But, the brown Bengal was back now. And everything and everyone was fine and that was nice. The though drew the beginning of a small smile on the older apprentice's face. Maybe, she could make new friends? She hoped they weren't mad at her either for leaving. Hm - she'd have to work really hard though to catch up and become a warrior. Yeah.
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@SpiritedWarrior
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Echosong's whiskers twitched in annoyance as her search around the clearing once again came up empty. Was her handful of an apprentice hiding from her or was she just searching in the wrong places? One of these days I'm going to find my old kittypet collar and put it on Crowpaw. She thought, sitting down with a defeated sigh to lick at her chest fur. The molly had wanted to take them out for a hunting lesson and grab some lunch but alas. I really don't feel like hunting alone, and I know Shallowshiver is busy. What's a girl to do? Her solution came in the form of a nearby orange apprentice who Echosong knew was lacking training. Bingo.
"Flamepaw!" Her stomach's growl was nearly as loud as her call. Embarrassing. "Want to head out on a hunting session with me? Might be a good chance for some training... and some lunch."
Vinekit peeked in the nursery, she saw another kit, it's Hazelkit "Hazelkit! Hazelkit! Hazelkit Hazelkit! Hi!" Meowed Vinekit, running up to the other kit and stopping near
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