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Windpaw grinned at Rabbitfoot's friendly words. Really? The best warrior! She wants nothing than to be the greatest warrior! It wwould definitely work, now that she was apprenticed to Rabbitfoot. She didn't know how good of a warrior he was, but that didn't matter! All that mattered was that she had a mentor, a mentor that was willing to shape her into a promising warrior. The multicoloured she-cat nodded.
"Oh, yes please!" She shifted her paws and looked up at Rabbitfoot in anticipation. She couldn't wait to start training!
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• • • Icekit • Silentpaw • Mothflame • Firepaw • Daykit • Windpaw • Spiritkit • Eveningpaw • Mimickit • Starlingkit • Hiddenpaw • Milkbee Do you dare approach?
The tom's ears flicked as Twlightstar called a new round of kits to become apprentices. Little Egretkit was not among them - which would explain her small size. She was nowhere near as old as the other ones. Which was fine, and she'd get her own apprentice ceremony in time, surely. He purred a smile. "Autumnpatch, and yeah, I suppose I do look a bit like a leaf this season, don't I?" the purr shifted into a chuckle.
He saw her attention shift at one of the names their leader called. "One of your friends, I assume?"
EGRETKIT she/her . 3 moons . dark brown and lilac tabby with dappling with cream markings and blue eyes
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"autumnpatch is a real pretty name!" although, egretkit hasn't got a clue as to what an autumn is. she'll ask papa about that later. which, that's pushed to the very far back of her mind as mister patch asks about plumkit, leading her to nod quite dramatically. "plumkit's my best friend! she's super duper smart, seriously, you should see her! she acts like a big cat." of course, plummy wasn't actually a big cat, she was just very serious. which is awesome and cool.
bwuh, vinepaw was becoming a warrior! she doesn't know him, but obviously, he has to be pretty cool to become a warrior. a tunneler, too. hey, uncle crows is a tunn-ler!, she thinks, immediately making a mental connection. "vinesmoke! vinessSSSMOOKEE!" she yowls.
okay, now things were getting confusing. "hey, mister patch," she whispers (or tries, it's more like a whisper-scream). "what's that word mean? the ex-eel..wait no!! exile mean?" haha, yes! her speech was getting better!! anyway, exile doesn't sound too good. what does sound good is hunting! mainly because there was yummy prey involved. plus, she can go warm up in the nursery for a lil' bit now.
Vinesmoke
9 Moons
He/Him
Status:New warrior
Vinesmoke heard his new name and he grinned he searched his leaders eyes for anything but all he felt was how proud his clan was. He stood there soaking it in when his little sister ran up he looked down”Woah hey there how are you here”
He questioned but he was washed with his sitter’s affection he nuzzled her ear but before he knew it she was fading “wait no don’t go “he whispered he looked and sighed but it was soon replaced with Rabbitpaws congratulations he got flustered slightly from all of the sudden attention though he should had expected this. “Of course I want to go hunting with you! Though I would like to thank a few people before we go hunting I need to thank deadmoon in a minute”he said while keeping quiet.He took a moment he needed to thank his mentor and deputy along with his mom and friends he decided he would wait till after the meeting for crowntooth
Nightpaw knew how much Vinesmoke had trained with Dustbunny to become a tunneler. Tunneling was so easy job, but Nightpaw aometimes found himself thinking about it. It held an interesting charm, yes, but it was no easy job for a cat to adjust to the darkness, and the choking sensation the dusty walls must give you...
Uh, I should contratulate him.
The black tom approached the newly-made warrior with a smile, nodding to him in the crowd gathering around him. Congratulations, Vinesmoke. Your warrior name sounds really nice, and you made an incredible warrior. I hope you'll sincerely enjoy your life as a tunneler." He said, hoping to see great things from his future job.
When he returned to his place, he heard about Wrenwhisker. Nightpaw couldn'y believe that a clan cat would really pick up food hunted by their clanmates and give it to an outsider. At least if they're not having a love affair with them...
And especially because of what followed after that in Twilightstar's speech. Now that I think about it, the prey pile's often empty and we never have leftovers remaining...
A hunting party!
Immediately, Nightpaw raised his ears and his eyes glimmered in interest. He had to join and make his part, but he couldn't stop thinking about the time he got paralyzed for the fire instead of helping. I was so, so terrified in that moment... but I'm a good hunter, and I want to regain Twilightstar's and my clanmates' trust with hard work and time. Will Twilightstar give me a chance...?
Maggotpaw wakes up eventually. All the shouting, clanmates celebrating and congratulating alllll these nice new names, finally rouses it. It rolls up, shaking off and blinking hard. Gracious, everyone is so...they're all just so.......
Maplekit, hey. Maplekit's talking to a snowy-faced warrior right now. Maggotpaw watches in earnest. Something about this has to be important but it isn't quite clicking yet. All Maggotpaw really knows for sure is that that's their friend over there, and why do they have to sleep on the cold grass, why isn't Maplekit over here being a good friend and acting as a pillow for it, why is everyone so mean...
And, really, why is she talking to that warrior? To...uh. Uh, Scorpionsight, that's it. Maybe Maplekit's just making a new friend. Maggotpaw hopes she'd never do something that stupid; it's all the friend she'd ever need. And also there's Fallenpaw as a bonus....it guesses........
Maggotpaw stares. Blinks. Continues staring. Realization sets in slowly (there are just too many context clues to miss, and they're not that stupid) and is initially ignored. Maplekit's not a 'paw now. She's not someone else. She's still Maplekit, because Maggotpaw says so! Only...only, maybe if she's Maplepaw, now, that means Maggotpaw won't have to go to the nursery to see her. And that's nice. Maggotpaw likes the nursery, but it's starting to feel a little strange going there; kits seem to be getting smaller and smaller these days, which makes them harder to not step on. Plus, now Maplepaw has to collect feathers for it. It needs to remind her and Fallenpaw of that.
Maggotpaw marches over.
"Maplekit!" It warbles. It's...going to need some time not to be stubborn about her name, even if it's decided that her being an apprentice is a good thing. "Maplekit, watch out. Scorpionsight eats cats, do you remember? She eats little cats right up."
Heathernose felt a pang, and touched her muzzle to Fernpaw’s head. “I know sweetie…I miss him too.” Him and Rabbitkit… Hell, she even missed Flamemane a little at this point. Heathernose hadn’t realized quite how little of a social life she had outside of her family. Before Lionscar, it was her parents. Then she was totally focused on her training. And now, she has her kits. My kits… She was blessed to have them. Fernpaw, Songkit, Hawk-kit, and Ferretkit. The roots that kept her grounded.
But then, sometimes they drove her crazy. Heathernose frowned as Fernpaw and Hawk-kit bickered. She was grateful that Ferretkit was staying out of it. But she wouldn’t be so lucky with her, now only, daughter.
“B-Brothers please! Stop it!” Songkit yelped, jumping in between the two. Her little eyes wide and pleading. “We’re all a little upset right now-” But it was useless. Hawk-kit had already sulked off. Heathernose looked at her son and sighed silently. This would be a good time to have a father… She wanted to go after him herself, but then wasn’t sure if she should…she didn’t want to appear to be taking sides. But then Fernpaw was padding away! Heathernose leapt to her paws. “Fernpaw wait!” She called trotting over.
She touched her nose to his ear before giving it another lick. Drinking in her son’s scent while she could. “You be careful out there okay?” She murmured, touching her nose to his. “And don’t forget, you’re never too old for your mother.” She purred.
Songkit in the meantime, watched Fernpaw go off with saddened eyes, but she tried to smile for him and wave her tail in farewell. Exchanging a glance with Ferretkit, she raced over to Hawk-kit. While she was closest to Ferretkit, she loved all of her brothers deeply. “H-Hawk-kit?” She mewed as she neared him. “It’s gonna be alright, brother.” Songkit tried to sound comforting, touching her tail-tip to his. She didn’t want to get too close in case he wanted his space, she knew he could sometimes be a little moody or touchy.
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Please leave me be... Hawkkit started, but his sister's words comforted him. No... He choked, but he really had no idea what he was saying. Songkit? He mewed, making sure she was still there. He wriggled under the bush, and sat up, his wide, amber eyes looking down at his paws. I... Hawkkit tried to tell her what was on his mind, but he couldn't find the right words.
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