Kits should have existed as a kit for at least one month real life time and be deemed suitable for the promotion by Bumblestar to qualify for an apprentice ceremony.
You should have at least six roleplay posts made with that kit.
The character should not have recently been punished by a high rank, or have been caught in roleplay doing something that violates the Warrior Code or Roleplay Guidelines (that is punishable by a high rank.)
With the addition of a curriculum being made for kits, all kits are expected to take a minimum of any two lessons listed below. These lessons will not count towards apprentice training. When applying for a ceremony, these should be linked in your form for reference. A full rundown on the Curriculums and how they function within ThunderClan can be found here. Please visit the linked thread to find teachers and kits requesting a class.
Apprentices should have existed as an apprentice for at least two months real life time and be deemed suitable for the promotion by Bumblestar to qualify for a warrior ceremony.
Have at least one hundred (100) roleplay posts as an apprentice.
Apprentices need at least five instances of training experience that include the company of a warrior. The warrior does not have to be their mentor. Apprentices are encouraged to seek out training from warriors other than their assigned mentor.
These experiences must include:
One hunting lesson
One battle training session
One climbing lesson
Here are some ways to get the remaining two training experiences your character will need to qualify for a final assessment:
Patrols (hunting, border, battle, herb collection)
Battle experiences (such as raids - requires a battle training session)
Any other life experience where the character learns something substantial
Plot participation
When applying for a ceremony, these should be linked in your form for reference. This is to prevent characters from becoming warriors without having any actual form of training! You are responsible for organizing your own training sessions, but you may be placed on a patrol at a high rank's discretion.
Apprentices need to actively attend at least two Clan meetings. This includes showing up to their own ceremony through roleplay and, if applicable, reacting to the ceremony accordingly. For example, if a cat becomes a warrior in the meeting, the apprentice should join in with chanting the new warrior's name.
Apprentices are required to complete a final assessment once they have met the minimum training experiences. The final should consist of both hunting and battle training, to ensure their skills are satisfactory. Final assessments can be overseen by any warrior, although the mentor is preferred if available. Bumblestar may attend final assessments at her own discrestion, without prior warning. Depending on the requirements they have already completed, certain plots or events may replace the final assessment at Bumblestar's discretion.
The character should not have recently been punished by a high rank, or have been caught in roleplay doing something that violates the Warrior Code or Roleplay Guidelines (that is punishable by a high rank.)
Characters who have not made these qualifications by the age of 18 moons will have their progress assessed by Bumblestar to see where they need help; at 21 moons, their place in the Clan may be reassessed.
Sparring requests with Bumblestar are currently CLOSED
ThunderClan's Hornets are a rank created by Bumblestar, restructured from the rank Cindersky formerly created. They are ThunderClan's elite warriors, and are considered above the ranks of normal warriors, though are NOT considered High Rank. They have the authority to issue orders to the Clan, remove inner- or outer-Clan threats if needed, and urge ThunderClan's High Ranks to keep things in check. Hornets are a symbol of both strength and stability in ThunderClan, and are also expected to act as a security force to enforce rules or protect the Clan when necessary.
This rank can be earned three ways:
A spar with Bumblestar, provided the five available positions are not already filled. To obtain the right to spar to become a Hornet, a warrior must speak to Bumblestar privately in the Leader's Den and provide a reason. Spars will be held in private threads. If the character does not win the spar, that doesn't mean they won't obtain the position. Your character can also be considered for roleplayed remarkable achievements or contributions that they have made to the clan (meaning such achievements must have been roleplayed out in roleplay threads and not in Visual Arts). Activity within the Clan and past displays of commitment will also be things that Bumblestar will look for.
A response time of three days will be allotted, after which you will be bumped in the case of no response. Should three bumps occur before the roleplay is completed, the spar will be marked as an automatic failure and will count against your character should they attempt in the future.
Bumblestar may also hand-pick those she deems fit to fill vacancy without the need for a spar.
Warriors may opt to challenge a current Hornet for the rank via battle. Warriors are welcome to notify Bumblestar that they are making a challenge at any point in time, provided they tell her which Hornet they are challenging and why. (Reasons Bumblestar does not deem valid may be denied.) Battles will be held during meetings in front of the Clan, can be done with unsheathed claws if desired (although mortal injuries are off-limits), and will be judged by the Clan members present, although Bumblestar ultimately has the final say. A successful fight from a challenger will result in the challenger replacing the Hornet they fought.
The Head Hornet rank can only be challenged or obtained by a current Hornet.
You will need at least 250 posts with the character as a warrior.
If they are eighty moons or older, they will qualify to become an elder due to old age. Prior to being eighty, they will need a valid reason to retire, such as a health condition. This condition will need to be verified by the medicine cat/medicine cat apprentice. If they believe your character is fit to remain a warrior or too unfit for Clan life, Bumblestar will act accordingly.
Outsiders cannot join as an elder, even if they are disabled. Bumblestar will determine if they are fit for Clan life and if they are incapable of benefiting the Clan in some way, their request to join will be denied.
Once your character meets the above requirements, you can fill out one of the respective forms below! Note you do not need any special requirements to request a name change or a mentor reassignment.
If you do not have a mentor lined up, leave that spot blank and they will be randomly assigned.
Apprentice
Current Name:
Gender/Pronouns:
Mentor:
Links to completed classes:
Warrior
Current Name:
Warrior Name:
Two Warrior Attributes:
Gender/Pronouns:
Links to training posts and assessment: Keep in mind that I may select a warrior name for your character myself if I so choose!
Elder
Name:
New Name (optional):
Gender/Pronouns:
Current Rank: Bumblestar will not permit names that focus on a disability or deformity.
Mentor Reassignment
Name:
Gender/Pronouns:
Reason for Reassignment:
New Mentor:
Name Change
Current Name:
New Name:
Gender/Pronouns:
Reason for Name Change:
Exile
Name:
Gender/Pronouns:
Why they're being exiled:
Ceremonies will be performed during Clan meetings every two weeks depending, and your character is expected to attend and participate when they're called up. 24 hours will be given from the time they are called up to the next meeting post. A lack of attendance will result in the ceremony not being done for that meeting, and your character may be punished or marked as missing.
Do not quote or mention me for ceremonies. This thread will be checked before ceremonies are started.
To change something on the Allegiances, post in your character's respective thread. This includes if you've adopted a character from another roleplayer.
<- | Must be active for over 2 months | Apprentices need at least 5 instances of training experience that include the company of a warrior (These experiences must include: 1 hunting lesson, 1 battle training session, 1 climbing lesson) | To get the remaining 2 training experiences your character will need to qualify for a final assessment: Patrols (hunting, border, battle, herb collection), Battle experiences (such as raids - requires a battle training session), Any other life experience where the character learns something substantial,Plot participation | Apprentices need to actively attend at least 2 Clan meetings. This includes showing up to their own ceremony through roleplay.| When applying for a ceremony, these should be linked in your form for reference. | Apprentices are required to complete a final assessment once they have met the minimum training experiences. The final should consist of both hunting and battle training, to ensure their skills are satisfactory. Final assessments can be overseen by any warrior, although the mentor is preferred if available. | ->
Dawn light fell through the gaps in the Apprentice den walls, casting the ground and nests with dapple. Woodpaw tried to shift out of the direct shafts, but they seemed to be following him. At last giving up, the skinny apprentice opened his amber eyes and reluctantly accepted the start of a new day. His belly growled hungrily, but he tried to ignore the pain. He didn't want to face the freshkill pile again, didn't want to sit there and force himself to eat something that another cat would enjoy. He wasn't worth the food he ate. So far, during his whole apprenticeship, he had not caught ONE thing. As a kit, and even young apprentice, that was acceptable. As a cat ten moons old, it was not. Maybe he could change that? Maybe today could be a good day, he could train. But to lean, he would need his mentor, and he wasn't sure he wanted to embarrass himself in front of her. He didn't really have much of a choice though, so he hauled himself up and out of the Apprentice den, through the clearing and over to the Warrior den, where he paused by the entrance and peered in, having the awful sensation that he was intruding. Was she even in? He opened his mouth and tried to call her, but his voice was cracked and faded from disuse. "Mor-ning-call." Stars, he hoped he hadn't disturbed her. Maybe this hadn't been a good idea after all, maybe he should just go back to his nest and wish away the rest of the day.
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"And that, my friends, is how a revolution dies." - Haymitch
MorningCall [She/Her]
[Short, Feminine presenting tortoiseshell with amber eyes]
—..—
“It sure is humid today…”
With that thought ringing in her mind,
She huffed as her fur felt heavy on her, although she was in a better mood than most today. The tortoiseshell had already been out and about this morning, she tended to wake up fairly early to get a chance to catch up with DoveFluff or sneak out of camp at the crack of dawn to give offerings to her Raven. She hummed slightly as she padded back through the entrance of camp, ready to start her usual warrior duties for the day. You would think it would get old, doing the same things everyday, but alas things had to be done. That being said, she was planning to tackle her first mentoring lesson today, she admitted she had somewhat avoided it for sometime now, not completely on purpose as the clan required her to be present during the recent events but with everything settled down she could finally mentor more efficiently. Albeit she was a bit nervous, mentoring was almost like parenting except instead of raising them morally it was teaching someone else’s kin to survive emotionally, mentally and physically in a very harsh environment and with even crueler circumstances. She swallowed thickly, trying to ignore the thoughts of failure and disappointment she could bring by messing up this particular duty to her clan. Upon making her arrival known she spotted the exact person she was looking for almost immediately, she had by now made her way towards him, noticing he seemed to be halted in his movement. She listened as he meekly sought her out inside the den. She softly responded from behind, her amber gaze observing his reaction.
”Good morning WoodPaw, you seem to be up quite early for the day, eager are we?”
Watching the tom jump, seeming anxiety ridden, she gave a small smile, trying to ease the anxiety of the younger generation. She probably should have made herself more known before responding but she could just say it was “part of the training”, which it wasn’t but he didn’t need to know that now did he? Reflexes are important after all.
—..—
(I’m so sorry for the late response I have been busy)
MorningCall [She/Her]
[Short, Feminine presenting tortoiseshell with amber eyes]
—..—
“It sure is humid today…”
With that thought ringing in her mind,
She huffed as her fur felt heavy on her, although she was in a better mood than most today. The tortoiseshell had already been out and about this morning, she tended to wake up fairly early to get a chance to catch up with DoveFluff or sneak out of camp at the crack of dawn to give offerings to her Raven. She hummed slightly as she padded back through the entrance of camp, ready to start her usual warrior duties for the day. You would think it would get old, doing the same things everyday, but alas things had to be done. That being said, she was planning to tackle her first mentoring lesson today, she admitted she had somewhat avoided it for sometime now, not completely on purpose as the clan required her to be present during the recent events but with everything settled down she could finally mentor more efficiently. Albeit she was a bit nervous, mentoring was almost like parenting except instead of raising them morally it was teaching someone else’s kin to survive emotionally, mentally and physically in a very harsh environment and with even crueler circumstances. She swallowed thickly, trying to ignore the thoughts of failure and disappointment she could bring by messing up this particular duty to her clan. Upon making her arrival known she spotted the exact person she was looking for almost immediately, she had by now made her way towards him, noticing he seemed to be halted in his movement. She listened as he meekly sought her out inside the den. She softly responded from behind, her amber gaze observing his reaction.
”Good morning WoodPaw, you seem to be up quite early for the day, eager are we?”
Watching the tom jump, seeming anxiety ridden, she gave a small smile, trying to ease the anxiety of the younger generation. She probably should have made herself more known before responding but she could just say it was “part of the training”, which it wasn’t but he didn’t need to know that now did he? Reflexes are important after all.
—..—
(I’m so sorry for the late response I have been busy)
Woodpaw gave his mentor a strangled sounding reply that even he did not understand, so he just shrugged instead. He felt intimidated by his mentor, unable to look her in the eye, even though she had smiled, and seemed nice. He didn't think, despite her sneaking up behind him, that she had any ill will against him. His paws felt hot and itchy, and he kept shuffling around to scratch them. "I- thought we cou- I wanted to ask if we could- training," the brown apprentice mumbled his request halfheartedly. Uh.. Sorry, I can- We can do it anoth-er time..." He could just go back to his nest and maybe try again tomorrow. He was probably disturbing her some way, he didn't want to do that, he didn't want to start on the wrong paw.
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"And that, my friends, is how a revolution dies." - Haymitch
MorningCall blinked for a moment before she smiled gently in amusement. She gave a small flick of her head towards the clan entrance. her amber eyes glancing to the direction as she spoke up.
"I was actually just about to fetch you for that, I wanted to do a territory tour of the borders today, It's important to know who we share the land with. Especially with this upcoming war."
The tortoiseshell warrior glanced back at her apprentice, trying to seem less intimidating she kept a smile plastered on her face. She could practically smell his anxiety; she did not wish for him to be afraid of her. She was his mentor after all.
"Have something to eat and come along, I will ensure you are ready for warriorhood in no time, don't worry."
Reassuring this statement, she encouraged him to go to the freshkill pile with her tail as she waited by the entrance for him to be ready to get going.
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[ Sorry for how short it is, having some writers block!]
[ @RedLeif ]
MorningCall blinked for a moment before she smiled gently in amusement. She gave a small flick of her head towards the clan entrance. her amber eyes glancing to the direction as she spoke up.
"I was actually just about to fetch you for that, I wanted to do a territory tour of the borders today, It's important to know who we share the land with. Especially with this upcoming war."
The tortoiseshell warrior glanced back at her apprentice, trying to seem less intimidating she kept a smile plastered on her face. She could practically smell his anxiety; she did not wish for him to be afraid of her. She was his mentor after all.
"Have something to eat and come along, I will ensure you are ready for warriorhood in no time, don't worry."
Reassuring this statement, she encouraged him to go to the freshkill pile with her tail as she waited by the entrance for him to be ready to get going.
—..—
[ Sorry for how short it is, having some writers block!]
[ @RedLeif ]
Woodpaw glanced at the freshkill pile, a pained expression on his face. "I- I don't need to- eat," he mumbled, but his belly immediately gave him away by grumbling. I do want to, he thought, but Morningcall seemed insistent. He padded defeatedly over to it and drew a small shrew from under a squirrel and gulped it down, trying not to let the taste linger on his tongue, for it tasted fowl as carrion despite being obviously freshly caught. There, now can we go? Woodpaw padded closer to his mentor, then followed her out.
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MorningCall smiled gently at her apprentice before she led him towards their first border, checking in to see how the apprentice was faring with the terrain.
"Keep close to me, ever since the sinkholes, the terrain has been difficult to deal with"
With that the tortoiseshell and her apprentice saw ThunderGlade in the distance.
[ @MockingRabbit | Sorry for such a short response, currently sick]
MorningCall smiled gently at her apprentice before she led him towards their first border, checking in to see how the apprentice was faring with the terrain.
"Keep close to me, ever since the sinkholes, the terrain has been difficult to deal with"
With that the tortoiseshell and her apprentice saw ThunderGlade in the distance.
[ @MockingRabbit | Sorry for such a short response, currently sick]
//Ahh, 's all fine! Hope you recover well!
Woodpaw trundled behind his mentor, trying to put some enthusiasm into his steps, but he seemed to be utterly failing. The urge to train seemed a thing of the past, left behind when the exited the camp. He tried to find something to be happy about. Finally he was being shown the territory. Something, right? Morningcall told him to stay close, and he nodded in response. He didn't want to break a leg in one of those sink holes or something.
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"And that, my friends, is how a revolution dies." - Haymitch
Woodpaw trundled behind his mentor, trying to put some enthusiasm into his steps, but he seemed to be utterly failing. The urge to train seemed a thing of the past, left behind when the exited the camp. He tried to find something to be happy about. Finally he was being shown the territory. Something, right? Morningcall told him to stay close, and he nodded in response. He didn't want to break a leg in one of those sink holes or something.
MorningCall kept a watchful eye on her apprentice over her shoulder now and then, to be sure he had not encountered any sinkholes or divots, she smiled a bit gently at him in encouragement as if picking up on his anxious attitude. Saying this ThunderGlade had graced their footsteps as she came to a halt at the border. A calm demeanour about her as she allowed for her apprentice to take in the view of the first border, the rolling field is a sea of tall grass and vibrant wildflowers. Small trees decorate the clearing, offering minimal shade to passing cats. The Thunderglade is often abundant with prey, and easily recognizable with a distinctive edge where the tree line indicates the border. MorningCall allowed the breeze to flow through her pelt momentarily before she glanced down at WoodPaw, who seemed to be gaping just a little bit at the change in scenery on the other side of the border. She smiled faintly, the scene reminding her of her youth. Her amber eyes fully focused in on her apprentice now as she explained.
”This border is known as the Thunderglade, it separates our territory from WindClans. The Thunderglade is often a spot for abundance in prey, however as your mentor I advise against it. I wouldn’t be hunting too close to any borders unless you want to stir up trouble, especially now.”
She then piped up with ease, her smile genuine. As spoke once more.
“Is there any questions you have about the border here before we move on?”
MorningCall kept a watchful eye on her apprentice over her shoulder now and then, to be sure he had not encountered any sinkholes or divots, she smiled a bit gently at him in encouragement as if picking up on his anxious attitude. Saying this ThunderGlade had graced their footsteps as she came to a halt at the border. A calm demeanour about her as she allowed for her apprentice to take in the view of the first border, the rolling field is a sea of tall grass and vibrant wildflowers. Small trees decorate the clearing, offering minimal shade to passing cats. The Thunderglade is often abundant with prey, and easily recognizable with a distinctive edge where the tree line indicates the border. MorningCall allowed the breeze to flow through her pelt momentarily before she glanced down at WoodPaw, who seemed to be gaping just a little bit at the change in scenery on the other side of the border. She smiled faintly, the scene reminding her of her youth. Her amber eyes fully focused in on her apprentice now as she explained.
”This border is known as the Thunderglade, it separates our territory from WindClans. The Thunderglade is often a spot for abundance in prey, however as your mentor I advise against it. I wouldn’t be hunting too close to any borders unless you want to stir up trouble, especially now.”
She then piped up with ease, her smile genuine. As spoke once more.
“Is there any questions you have about the border here before we move on?”
Woodpaw pulled in a deep breath, taking in all the scents. This is the WindClan border... He tried to process all everything his mentor was telling him, and to remember the border and how to get there. He felt a bit overwhelmed but he got the gist of what Morningcall had said. "N- n." He shook his head. This was a nice place, and would be nicer if it had not been a border. As for the hunting bit, he didn't think he would have to worry about that. He had tried hunting on a patrol before, but had ended up only carrying the prey. He waited for his mentor to move on to the next border.
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"And that, my friends, is how a revolution dies." - Haymitch
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