The fluffy white she-cat spotted Clo-er-Cloudpaw by the Streamstone, "You don't know me, well I am Cloverpaw, nice to meet you" She mewed.
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☁ Cloudpaw (she/her) ☁
➢ While silently sitting by herself as the clan meeting went on like clockwork, the small black-and-white apprentice’s ears twitched to hear someone talking to her. Cloudpaw looked over at another shecat, though this cat’s fur was much more white than hers was, without question. Oh! This was Cloverpaw. She was wondering when she’d meet this clanmate who she had once shared a prefix with. ”N-Nice to m-m-meet you!” She mewed with a kind, sweet smile upon her muzzle, “H-How are y-you t-t-today?” Cloudpaw went ahead and ignored her stuttering tone at this point. If she didn’t draw attention to it, then it would eventually go away.
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Like always drama hit the meeting and Petuniapaw was quite tired of the meetings getting interrupted. By Kestrelstars face he must be tired of it too. Luckily it was done before it even started. Petuniapaw watched as all the kits went to their mentors. It was so adorable! One day she'd be a mentor to one of the kits of Riverclan. Sure she wouldn't be ready for a while even after she was a warrior.
Petuniapaw noticed her father sitting down and decided to move over to him. She sat down beside him, wanting to spend as much time next to Blizzardsky. "Hello.", she meowed. She settled down and looked up to wait for the meeting to continue.
Spottedpaw watched as Featherspirit walked up to her. "hi. I promise I'm not a traitor like my adoptive parents." she touched noses with the tabby. Her green eyes lined with worry. "I didn't mess up the ceremony did I? Did I do something wrong?" She hoped Featherspirit would be nice. She didn't want a mentor who hated her.
Featherspirit giggles softly "no your just fine fid not think you was spotted." She mews smiling ar her apprentice
Featherspirit giggles softly "no your just fine fid not think you was spotted." She mews smiling ar her apprentice
(we should make a thread for training.)
Spottedpaw relaxed a bit. At least she hadn't messed that up. Now all she had to do was excel at being a apprentice, and prove to everyone she wasn't a traitor like her adoptive parents. No pressure at all, right? Wrong. Spottedpaw felt the weight of the world on her shoulders. She felt extremely pressured to be perfect, because of her parents. Her adoptive parents. They weren't her adoptive parents anymore. No. Her biological parents were both dead. As far as she knew anyways. No cat had announced that they knew who her parents were. So more waiting. And more pressure to be perfect until then.
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Iḿ so sorry about taking such a long break, I wasn feeling emotionally well, and then made a big move to a new state. I am going to start over with all new characters. All my other cats can be remembered, or talked about, but I will not be using them anymore. If anyone can update me on what happened while I was gone, that would be really helpful, and I love roleplaying with everyone on site.
Troutleaf. So that was her new mentor of the month. She didn't know anything about the warrior, and chose not to say much to him as they found each other, last time talked with her mentor after the reassignments it had ended up with her without a mentor. But hopefully Troutleaf would prove to be better than Creekfoot. She didn't comment on the warrior's words, simply nodded a little. "We could do some training after the meeting-" Another claimed her attention and her head snapped around to stare when she heard Lionheart's threat. She didn't know Pondpaw, but had a warrior just said that he would give them scars? She could still clearly remember what Creekfoot had said, but this was worse. She also heard Icekit (being much more reasonable than a warrior) mentioned her as an example, and while she didn't like it, she did agree with the young cat.
She nods her head disappointed in herself for stepping up late swearing she would be the first out of all the new apprentices to become a warrior first. The small tabby she tried to look for the warrior named Cottontuft but she didn't even know if they were in the crowd. Every other apprentice was talking with their mentors but she was alone, finally, she saw them. "Hi, Cottontuft ( @Dilli )!" She was going to be a great apprentice! "When will we start training?"
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Despite Lionheart's words of asking for forgiveness, Kestrelstar didn't believe he truly felt remorse. Something about the warrior just seemed... off to the gray tabby, and he made a note to keep an eye on him. If he would say that to an apprentice, the leader could only imagine what he said to his fellow Clanmates, and he would not allow any of that to fly in RiverClan anymore. Now more than ever the Clan needed to remain united, especially if ShadowClan was being as quiet as they were now.
Thankfully it was calming down... somewhat, until Fawnspring came in spitting at Lionheart. Kestrelstar couldn't help the sigh of frustration that slipped past him. At least it didn't seem to kick things up anymore, and hopefully all cats involved would quiet down so that they meeting could progress normally.
"I have also been informed that one of our apprentices has successfully completed her training, and is now ready to become a warrior." Kestrelstar gave a smile, knowing this one would hold a special place in his heart. He navigated his way down the Streamstone, standing tall at its base as he spotted her next to her father - who he fully expected to be overjoyed at this part of the meeting. "Petuniapaw [ @Angelique ], step forward."
The molly was so focused on what was going on ahe almost missed Kestrelstar tell her to step forward. Petuniapaw got up from where she was standing, her whiskers twitched for a moment. Forcing herself she stepped forward she felt a bit nervous, but ahe hid it very well. She made sure to bot say anything until spoken to.
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Blizzardwind didn't pay much attention to the first part of the meeting. Lionheart was being a violent ass. That was a given, cats were always asses. The thin, matted furred senior warrior rested his chin on his chest, but then looked up as Petuniapaw was called to step forward. A smile grew on his face, and he purred. Purred. He hadn't purred in forever. Nodding proudly to his former apprentice, he settled down to get more comfortably, so he could watch the ceremony.
Re: RiverClan Streamstone
Re: RiverClan Streamstone
