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GaleClan Medicine Cat
INVENTORY
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Post by BlooRey DVD on Mar 3, 2013 19:17:30 GMT -5
[smear:996600]Hawkstar[/smear:663300] ~~~~~~~~ The huge sandy-brown tom sat silently in the den that was the leader's den. The den he was supposed to call his own. Everything about it was alien to him, the silence feeling as though it were ready to crush him beneath its weight. He could still scent Fallingstar, as this had been her den before his. He'd changed the bedding, but he could have sworn that the scent clung to the rock walls around him. His heart felt as heavy as the boulders that made up the StoneClan camp. He'd never wanted this. He'd been happy as deputy of the Clan. He'd been happy as a warrior. How had things suddenly turned as they had? Why had all of this happened to him, to all of StoneClan? All he could do was tell himself that StarClan had let this happen for a reason. Good things would come soon.
They just had to.
The tom let his body slide to the ground, his gaze slipping to his paw. He stared at it long and hard, as though it were some code he had to break. He flexed his claws, watching as the slim, sharp black weapons suddenly appeared from within his sand hued paw. He still did not look away as he allowed them to slowly slip back where they belonged. With a heavy sigh, he shut his eyes, pressing his teeth together for a moment, clearing his mind.
He knew what he was supposed to do.
He was leader. This was shown by his name. No longer was he Hawkwing. He went by the name Hawkstar. He had to be strong for the Clan, just as his father had said. The pillar beneath them all. Without a strong leader, there was no strong Clan. Rising to his paws, a new light shining in his exhausted eyes, he pushed himself out of the den, out of the lingering scent of Eagletalon's sister. At the thought of his brother, so to speak, the tom felt a new strength. He let his mind drift from the other sand colored tom to a familiar gray and white form, the one belonging to Frozenrain. He felt his heart swell as he thought about her. He realized that, in focusing on those who were here, he felt better.
Today is a gift, that's why it is called the present.
Vowing to spend less time dwelling on events of the past, the tom picked his way up to the top of the Rock Pile. His amber eyes drifted over the StoneClan camp, the place he had called home for so many moons. He would die for his Clan. Nine times over. He'd prefer to keep one life, however; to refrain from dealing out any more pain to those closest to him. He felt the new strength within his body, and he let it ring in his voice as he called out. Strength. Power. Determination.
"Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather here, beneath the Rock Pile, for a Clan meeting!" OOC: If you have any apprentices that are ready to become warriors, please contact me with their information, thank you! To Do List:Warrior Ceremony CricketpawDeputy Announcement
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Post by Deleted on Mar 3, 2013 19:36:42 GMT -5
A new leader, a new time. Everyone is the clan was sensitive to the subject of having a new leader, not because they were worried about how Fallingstar's successor was going to do, but because of how the new leader had came into play. Nine lives. All gone at once. That was enough to knock the enitrty of Stoneclan off it's paws with a blow such as that. However, despite such tragidy, they had to push on, they had to survive and they had to believe that Hawkwing... No... Hawkstar could pull this clan together and help Stoneclan survive.
Just returning to camp with two mice and a vole, the long tailed warrior heard the call of the new leader of Stoneclan. A warmth spread through her chest to know that the clan she called home was still surviving and still fuctioning to it's entirety. The ginger and white warrioress padded into the camp before setting down her cache from her day's outting hunting. Her long tail waved behind her as she was met up with a former apprentice. The two she-cats headed towards where the clan was gathering below the sand colored tom, Hawkstar. Blue orbs looked up as she sat down, curling her long tail around her paws as the tail tip throbbed along the hard ground, making a soft thump as she waited for the rest of the clan to gather.
"Time to announce the deputy, I'm sure." Plantfoot's sharp edged mew sounded near Valleyfall's ear, which twitched at the suddenness of it. "Who do you think it will be?" The younger warrior tipped her head to the side, keeping her eyes trained on Valleyfall as the older warrior started to respond.
"Whoever it is has oviously earned the respect of both Hawkstar and Stoneclan. I can only assume that it will be a proud, determined and loyal senior warrior that Hawkstar believes will be perfect for the position. Which is all that we can ask of our leader and deputy." Valleyfall spoke in her soft, silky voice as she turned her blue orbs towards Plantfoot, waiting for the younger warrior to disagree with her in some form and way.
"I think you should be deputy." Plantfoot smirked slightly, her green eyes wild with appreciation towards her former mentor. Valleyfall let out a sign. Plantfoot held Valleyfall at an unreasonably high platform that wasn't nessesary and the older warrior didn't think it was smart. Valleyfall wasn't the first cat to say that she would love to be deputy, but she was the first to deny that she didn't think that she was a smart pick, not because she was a bad warrior, but because she was undeniably modist about herself. And sometimes that was a bad thing.
"Plantfoot... Hawkstar will pick his deputy and you will be happy about it. All of Stoneclan should be happy about who the next deputy is, they are out clanmate after all." Valleyfall mewed with a sigh. The large ginger and white she-cat turned her attention back towards the leader, she noticed a couple of apprentices looking their best and a small purr rose from her chest, a warrior's cerimony as well. What an excellent way to move Stoneclan forwards.
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Post by Insidious on Mar 3, 2013 23:04:19 GMT -5
F R O Z E N R A I N Frozenrain had been basking in the open daylight just outside of the medicine den, stretching out her battle-injured shoulder as Blackeagle suggested she begin doing. Admittedly, it felt nice to be outside – away from the musky odor of medical herbs. The last time she attempted such a thing, she had barely escaped the worried grasp of StoneClan's deputy. However, a call from atop the Rock Pile reminded the gray-white tabby that she could no longer refer to the sandy tom as deputy.
Tilting her chin upward, the she-cat fixated her pale blue eyes upon where Hawkstar stood in wait for his clan to assemble. With the affectionate sweeping of her tail, the StoneClan warrior rose from her seat and approached. She took her new position nearest the back of the assembling StoneClan felines, a warm smile decorating her expression should the sandy brown tom take notice of her gray-white fur amongst the crowd.
Frozenrain suspected that this was a deputy announcement. And for a moment, she found herself genuinely curious as to who he had chosen. She considered Eagletalon: Hawkstar's closest friend. Surely, he'd make a wonderful addition to StoneClan's hierarchy. Pale blue eyes skimmed the nearby cats in search of Eagletalon; she hadn't spoken with him lately, and she was worried that perhaps something was keeping him away – likely, the death of his sister wasn't an event he was taking lightly. A frown momentarily laced across the she-cat's expression, a newly unlocked desire to find the tom and speak with him turning her blood cold. It was probably a little too soon for Frozenrain to try and comfort him, but if she got the chance, surely, she would take it.
Shaking the astray thoughts from her head, her attention returned to where Hawkstar stood atop of the Rock Pile, gray-white ears pricking forward in eager anticipation of his pending announcement. C R O W D A N C E
Daylight. The tortoiseshell she-cat was not basking in the warmth of golden rays like a pawful of StoneClan inhabitants, far more inclined to remain secluded from vision in the nearest concealment of overhead shadows. Green-blue eyes averted skyward, blinking away the blinding heat, followed by an inaudible snort to portray her dislike. Crowdance was no cold-blooded feline, she simply had an unusual hatred for sunlight. She would never understand the forest cats that enjoyed the sensation the sun offered up. There was nothing about it that she could even bother to consider pleasant. For, why would any cat so mindlessly take interest in completely ruining their vision by staring into those burning rays? Or, allowing the overwhelming sensation of steaming heat to take over their body and parch a thirsty throat to even farther an extent than necessary?
It was Hawkstar's call that captured Crowdance's interest and dragged it away from this silent rant. Tortoiseshell ears pricked, cerulean eyes fixating upon the Rock Pile where a sandy hued figure stood. With a soft sigh she stretched out her front limbs, rising upward from her relaxed seat to approach. She fell in alongside the assembling line of cats, not bothered to exchange eye contact or offer any form of polite greeting to those she walked beside. Her seat below the Rock Pile was ever-so-slightly astray from the majority; remaining nearest the sidelines so no cats would crowd around her.
Crowdance enjoyed the company of others. However, she was simply far too reserved in nature to ever dream of getting too close. She spared an awkward, sideway glance toward her fellow StoneClan cats; her tail sweeping delicately atop her tiny paws before she tilted her chin upward to glance toward their new clan leader. Of course, narrowing her eyes into a pair of confined slits as to avoid contact with the streams of daylight as best she could manage.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 4, 2013 0:45:24 GMT -5
L A R C H D A N C E A resounding cry throughout the StoneClan camp woke Larchdance from her nap. One blue eye peered about, making sure the camp wasn’t on fire or something, before the she-cat stood up, stretched, and strolled out of the warrior’s den. Fallingstar’s… star had fallen (that was practically handed to her, really), and the deputy Hawkwing had left for the Moon Tree semi-recently, meaning the voice calling the Clan together for a meeting belonged to Hawkstar. Hawkstar, now the leader of StoneClan, without a deputy…
As Larchdance walked towards the crowd and mingled, her blue eyes sharply danced around, trying to figure out the likeliest candidates. He probably wouldn’t pick Frozenrain, since those two were mates and that would just be awkward, but he might pick Fallingstar’s brother, Eagletalon. Those two were friends, after all. Or, he might choose to pick an older cat? Especially for his first deputy, and even more so after the sudden death of Fallingstar. Smokeface? The senior warrior was quite experienced, although after her sons’ deaths she had become a bit… battle-hungry. Some cats used other words, of course, but Larchdance liked to form her own opinions and mixing them in with the recital of others. Anyway, her evaluation of Hawkwing Hawkstar made her think he wasn’t quite battle-hungry enough to have a cat like Smokeface for his deputy. What other cats are there… Riversong? Valleyfall, that she-cat that seemed to go through apprentices like some cats went through prey? Wolfclaw, that rough-looking tom that didn’t have a mate but didn’t like her anyway?
Blue eyes caught one cat that was unlikely to win the position, standing off to the side and clearly looking uncomfortable. Well, perfect, now she can’t complain that I’ve ruined her mood. Larchdance strolled over to her half-sister and cousin Crowdance before sitting down within paw’s reach of the tortoiseshell she-cat. Has Crowdance even had an apprentice yet? “Looking forward to becoming StoneClan’s next deputy, sister?” the barely older she-cat purred teasingly. “The deputy that only appears at night…” Her half-sister’s strange intolerance for the sun was Larchdance’s favorite topics to poke at, along with their opposite “romantic” lives. Her absolute favorite topic, however, was sadly banned from everyday use, as Crowdance always over-reacted to it. It’s not like she KNEW he was her father…
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Post by Deleted on Mar 4, 2013 19:52:17 GMT -5
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GaleClan Medicine Cat
INVENTORY
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Post by BlooRey DVD on Mar 4, 2013 22:33:10 GMT -5
[smear:996600]Hawkstar[/smear:663300] ~~~~~~~~ The large sand brown tabby stood atop the Rock Pile, a breeze gently ruffling his coat. He let his gaze scan the crowd as they gathered. He began to pick out familiar faces, and vowed to himself that those he was not as familiar with would quickly become familiar to him. As a Clan leader, he felt as though he should know his Clan.
Amber eyes drifted over Valleyfall, who was seated next to Plantfoot. Something told him that the later had been Valleyfall's apprentice. It would explain the connection the two of them appeared to have. He considered them for a moment longer before he let his gaze drift on.
Another glint of recognition passed over him when he spotted a group of three cats near the edge. It appeared to be Crowdance and Larchdance, who he believed were related to each other, and Wolfclaw, who appeared to have just joined them. For a moment, he wondered if there was something going on between Wolfclaw and Larchdance. He remembered the way they had acted near each other one sunny day when Hawkstar had been deputy, eating a mouse in their company. With a mental shrug, the tom decided it wasn't his business and didn't really matter. Instead, he let his gaze linger a moment longer, before continuing his passing glance.
His eyes locked with Frozenrain's, and an immediate sense of warmth passed over him. The comfort she brought him was incredible. He felt better when he was near her. Perhaps... Perhaps he should invite her to stay in his den with him. Or was it too soon... He'd leave those thoughts for another time. His troubles sleeping, and comfort push aside, the StoneClan leader cleared his throat, preparing to speak. Amber gaze watched as Fallenleaf, a senior warrior of StoneClan, older even than he was, settled down near to Wolfclaw, turning her attention up to him. With one last glance at Frozenrain, to gather his strength, he began in a powerful voice. [smear:fdf2a0]Fallenleaf[/smear:fdc9a0] ~~~~~~~~~~~ The cream and white she-cat was seated next to a rather large tom she knew as Wolfclaw. Her pale yellow gaze was focused upon the Clan leader, however, as he began to speak. She couldn't help but note how strong he sounded. He had a rumbling voice, but it was clear, heard across the whole of the clearing. A warmth spread over her. This would be good for StoneClan.
"Cats of StoneClan. We have been through hardships in the recent days. We've lost warriors. We lost a deputy. And most recently, we lost a leader. We have known grief. We have encountered things one might never imagine." The leader's words hung in the air for a moment, and the senior warrior figured he was picturing just what she was: their old leader, crushed by a boulder. When he began again, however, the strength had returned.
"I cannot guarantee we will not experience further difficulties as time moves forward. What I can promise, however, is that I, Hawkstar, shall remain strong in the face of hardships. For StoneClan." Fallenleaf found herself dipping her head slightly at his words. It was fair enough. "But I won't be able to stand alone. I require help. From StoneClan, and from a deputy. It is for this reason that I have gathered you here today. I say these words before StarClan, so that the spirits of our warrior ancestors, the spirit of Fallingstar, may hear and approve of my choice. The new deputy of StoneClan is Wolfclaw!"
Fallenleaf's ears pricked up suddenly and she turned to blink at the tom beside her. A grin cracked over her maw suddenly, and she reached over to give him a nudge. "Congratulations, Wolfclaw. Go on up and meet him. It looks like he's coming down to welcome you!" Her pale eyes flicked to the StoneClan leader, who had begun to bound off the Rock Pile. She knew Hawkstar to be friendly, and figured he would want to welcome his deputy in a more personal way. Fallenleaf figured he wouldn't be comfortable simply standing upon the Rock Pile, looking down at the new deputy of StoneClan.
Fallenleaf let loose the cry to welcome the new deputy. "Wolfclaw! Wolfclaw! Wolfclaw!" OOC: Warriors ceremonies will come next. I figured I should get the deputy named, to push the plot forward. To those who put up candidates, thank you! If you have comments or concerns, or wish to know why I did or did not choose your candidate, PM me and I'd be more than happy to discuss it with you.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 4, 2013 23:02:49 GMT -5
The name of the cat that Hawkstar called out for the new deputy ran through the long tailed warrior. Her blue orbs searched around to find the shocked tom by the name of Wolfclaw who was deserving of the spot and the title, Deputy of Stoneclan. Her long tail flickered up to press against Plantfoot's muzzle, stopping her from smarting off as the warrioress stood to chant Wolfclaw's name along with the rest of Stoneclan. Her blue orbs bright and happy that now their clan had a united leadership that could hold them together.
"Wolfclaw! Wolfclaw!" She'd have to remember to pad over and congragulate him personaly after Hawkstar finished this meeting. A purr echoed her throat, she'd also need to ask to go hunting, maybe she could go with Wolfclaw and get to know him better. Valleyfall had a knack for helping the Deputy and Leader when needed, and being close to both toms would help with her help hobby. Her bright blu eyes returned to Hawkstar as she watched the leader leap down and presumably meet Wolfclaw at the bottom of the stones. After a moment, she removed her tail from Plantfoot's mouth and glared at her for the smart alack she-cat to stay quiet for the sake of her and the clan.
Curling her tail back around her paws, Valleyfall waited for Hawkstar to conintue, she knew that the young apprentices were eager to get on with the meeting and earn their warrior names. She remembered when she earned hers moons ago. On the eve of her father, Stonefall's death, she was given -fall after him and she dedicated her vigial to both him and her former mentor. Her long tail flickered as her ears twitched in the soft breeze that rumbled in. She was excited about new cats joining the ranks of the Stoneclan warriors.
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Post by Insidious on Mar 5, 2013 18:24:11 GMT -5
C R O W D A N C E As if her afternoon wasn't already pitiful to be dealing with. It wasn't even required that Crowdance glance over her lithe, tortoiseshell shoulders to glimpse the familiar face of her sister, Larchdance; she would recognize her tone of voice with a hint of mockery any day. Even though Larchdance had been kidding when speaking of Crowdance becoming StoneClan's next deputy, she couldn't help but find herself amused at the picture her sister had created. She had learned, after many moons of practice, to not take Larchdance's jokes to heart. Her half-sister had the more dominant personality in comparison to Crowdance's seemingly more shy and submissive. Therefore, it was only natural that she keep her jaws sealed when such comments were offered from the flirtatious she-cat at her side now.
What she didn't expect, however, was to find herself being defended.
This particular cat's voice hinted to a tom's gender, therefore, it was not possible for Crowdance to pinpoint the cat's identity without glancing to witness which feline found themselves desiring to defend her. Wolfclaw, so it seemed. Green-blue eyes narrowed skeptically at the tom-cat as he offered her a smile; masking how genuinely thankful she was quite thoroughly behind an awkward-struck gaze of disbelief. Normally, she handled Larchdance's criticism in silence; offering a few cold comments here and there within the depths of her intellect where none were able to intrude. Therefore, it was only to be expected that Crowdance was in a state of complete shock. Wolfclaw had disrupted the balance of things. Cats sticking up for her? It was the kind of topic that would snag a few laughs.
It was the kind of situation Crowdance wouldn't recover from until she was alone once again. However, just as she was about to crack a tiny grin of gratitude for the tom-cat... the feline in question's name was spoken aloud from atop of the Rock Pile. Wolfclaw's deputy? Tortoiseshell ears swiveled backward to catch the words leaving Hawkstar's sandy hued mouth, green-blue eyes widening as all hope of thanking him for sticking up for her against Larchdance's critical comments was swallowed up into the loud cheers of the crowd.
Crowdance leaned forward a touch, protruding her neck in an attempt of matching the tom's large size. “Congratulations, Wolfclaw.” She would have thanked him from a distance – this far more in her comfort zone – if she was seemingly able to increase the volume of her vocals so he would have any chance of hearing it. Therefore, as quickly as she had neared, she had doubled backward to accustom to the personal space few dared to tread within. An awkward blink was processed, followed by an equally as awkward half-grin before she turned away from the newly announced deputy, a cold glare spared toward Larchdance before averting her attention to where Hawkstar was approaching to greet his deputy – he had made a good choice.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 6, 2013 16:10:56 GMT -5
L A R C H D A N C E The intrusion made her ears want to flatten, but the she-cat forced the brown ears to remain upright as she glanced over at the speaker. Wolfclaw, the strangely grey tom with a black face. Her tail twitched slightly as Larchdance purred her retort, "Oh, you clearly don't know how much I love other she-cats." She didn't bother trying to depute her half-sister's distaste for sunlight, but she did object to any thoughts that she wasn't entirely friendly. It just so happened that most she-cats didn't like her, and so why bother trying to convince them otherwise? "There's nothing wrong with that?" Did she say there wasn't? Blue eyes sharpened at the tom, trying to decide the next course of action with him, but the arrival of a white she-cat and Hawkstar's voice prevented any further comments.
Wolfclaw? That was a surprise. Involuntarily, blue eyes snapped back to the tom in question and new deputy of StoneClan. The warrior was skilled in battle, true, which would help defend against any cats that thought StoneClan weakened. The idea of having toms as both the leader and the deputy rankled the she-cats fur a bit, but it wasn't necessarily a disaster. Hopefully, we'll get some strength back, the warrior thought quasi-bitterly. Her clan didn't seem to be having the best of luck recently.
Crowdance actually speaking up and getting close to the tom quickly erased most of the negative thoughts, and blue eyes sparkled as she looked between her sister and the new deputy. Well. This can work. Perhaps the younger she-cat had glanced into her mind, or perhaps Larchdance's flicking tail and sparkling eyes were all too obvious tells. Either way, Crowdance's attempt to intimidate her annoying older sister failed miserably, as it usually did. With new friendliness, the warrior purred "Congratulations, Wolfclaw," as well, touching the tip of her tail to the tom's shoulder. She took a step back, although not stepping as far back as Crowdance did. It was a struggle to not comment to her sister, but she didn't want to spook the mouse before catching it. Instead, the white, cream, and brown she-cat merely stood there like any other warrior, chanting Wolfclaw's name once he walked far enough away.
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Post by Fate Admin on Mar 6, 2013 16:48:40 GMT -5
CricketpawCricketpaw skittered over to sit beside her mentor, fidgeting with excitement to find out who the new deputy would be. Maybe it would even be Eagletalon! He and Hawkstar seemed rather close, it was as good a guess as any right? And his sister had been the leader…. Her ears flattened against her head briefly at the thought of Fallingstar. How awful that had been, just a few days ago…. And poor Eagletalon, he’d been there to see it happen and everything. She’d tried to listen extra well to him since then, tried extra hard to focus, to pay attention to the things he said. She couldn’t imagine what she would do if she’d been out hunting with Badgerpaw and then… well… that happened.
It had been an especially sad vigil, without a body to mourn over, but Cricketpaw was definitely ready to move past it and to get some happy news for once. She hoped Eagletalon was too. Looking up at him briefly, she shifted over a little to let her fur brush his. He was a good cat, a great mentor, and she didn’t want to see him hurting anymore. “You would make a great deputy, Eagletalon,” she mewed happily before Hawkstar began to speak again and her ears perked, straining as if she would miss the name of StoneClan’s new deputy. Hawkstar made a rather longwinded speech, if you were to ask Cricketpaw, which she sort of got bored listening to. She didn’t have the patience to sit still and just listen for this long.
Shifting a bit, she started to zone out a little, her attention caught instead by a bird flying high in the sky, circling above them. She tried to figure out what sort of bird it was. Maybe it was a hawk… that would be funny, cuz Hawkstar… or maybe it was an eagle and StarClan was saying that Eagletalon should be deputy! Oh right, the deputy announcement. Her attention returned to Hawkstar, convinced now that Eagletalon would be named and rather shocked when he wasn’t. Wolfclaw? She didn’t know the tom that well, but she called his name with the rest of her Clanmates in congratulations. She had no doubt he would certainly make a good deputy or Hawkstar definitely would have chosen Eagletalon instead. BlacksmokeBlacksmoke sat amongst the shadows at the edges of camp as she listened to the announcement. She wouldn’t be surprised if Batear became deputy one day and eyed her brother briefly where he sat beside Stonefall, the third member of their litter. Blacksmoke was rather convinced she got the lion’s share of the brains in their litter, closely followed by Batear, and their poor slow brother was left with the remains, which clearly hadn’t been much. She had to give it to him though, what he lacked in wits he made up for in strength and hard work. She didn’t join in calling out Wolfclaw’s name with the rest, though she did nod in his direction, even if he probably didn’t see it, acknowledging his new position. Blacksmoke really didn’t enjoy participating in the fanfare of naming ceremonies, though she noted Batear and Stonefall calling out with the rest.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 6, 2013 16:49:20 GMT -5
WOLFCLAW DEPUTY of STONECLAN
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Post by Fawn on Mar 7, 2013 1:47:06 GMT -5
[Smear:805f19]EAGLETALON[/smear:db690f] StoneClan || Warrior || 38 Moons | The welcome presence if Cricketpaw beside him warranted a subtle flick of the ear, the auditory organ swiveling in her direction briefly to pick up the supportive, complimentary words from apprentice to mentor. Eagletalon smiled crookedly, able to recall the conversation between himself and Hawkstar not too long ago, "Naaah," he mewed in a low tone, getting in his comment before Hawkstar could speak further, "thanks for the vote of confidence though. We'll see who he picks." Able to watch the ceremony proceed without bias or resentment, Eagletalon receded into the depths of his thoughts for just a few heartbeats, examining himself to find what emotion he was even feeling right now.
Sad? Happy? Relieved? Remorseful?
It was difficult to say. Perhaps he wasn't feeling anything right now at all? It seemed as though Eagletalon had cycled through the seven stages of grief in the span of a single night, the trip to the Moon Tree having left him with only lingering sadness, like a wound that wouldn't stop aching. Now that he had spoken with his brother, had managed to get a few hours of sleep, it was if Eagletalon were all out of grief, and the deep ache in his chest had been replaced by nothing at all. He wasn't feeling anything, but did his best not to let it show, trying to behave with as much normalcy as possible.
Eagletalon let his gaze wander the crowd a little, singling out who he would have chosen, had he been in Hawkstar's place (and Hawkwing himself were not available), able to select several candidates, surprisingly, who would more than make StoneClan proud as their next Deputy. Tuning back into the announcement, Eagletalon straightened, lifting his chin and perking his ears to catch the destined name spilling from Hawkstar's mouth.
"Wolfclaw! Wolfclaw! Wolfclaw!" From what Eagletalon knew of the peculiarly colored tom, Wolfclaw would make an excellent candidate as deputy of StoneClan - a tom with good character, and Eagletalon was one of the few who remembered Wolfclaw and Aspenpaw as they were mentor and apprentice all those years ago. His strong vocals added to the mix, Eagletalon made peace with the fact that Fallingstar's reign...really was over.
She was gone.
But he was not as alone as he thought. Able to see Cricketpaw from his peripherals, Eagletalon searched the crowd not for the chosen cat, but for those faces he had come to know and genuinely love. Blazing amber eyes settling on Frozenrain briefly, before they darted over to spot the familiar silver patterned pelt of Silentcloud nearby; despite the lack of emotion he was apparently suffering from (considering how compassionate a creature really was, for him to feel nothing at all was...alarming), Eagletalon felt a pang of warmth in his chest for the she-cat just as battle-crazed as he was. Gaze shifting again, they settled on Hailstrike, a smile on his muzzle, before at last they found Wolfclaw. Make us proud.
What StoneClan needed now more than ever was strong leadership in these tough times, when it felt like the whole forest was literally against them.
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GaleClan Medicine Cat
INVENTORY
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Post by BlooRey DVD on Mar 11, 2013 18:06:14 GMT -5
[smear:996600]Hawkstar[/smear:663300] ~~~~~~~ The large sand colored tom took a deep breath of relief, hearing the voices rise together, welcoming the new deputy. It seemed most of them agreed with his choice. Silently, he wondered if Eagletalon agreed with it. He still remembered the tom's insistence on not being named deputy. It had slightly shocked the StoneClan leader, as the tom had been one of the candidates Hawkstar had been considering, but Hawkstar honoured Eagletalon's wish, and picked another. Even so, Eagletalon's opinion was valued above almost all else. A hint of worry caught him as he thought about his best friend. The moon had been tough on them all, but they had been tougher on Eagletalon, he was certain.
Amber eyes met those of his new deputy, and the leader gave a reassuring grin. As his ears caught the words spoken by the odd colored tom, Hawkstar gave a reply, loud enough to be heard only by Wolfclaw above the cries of their Clanmates. "I would expect no less, Wolfclaw. I look forward to moons with you at my side." With that, he stepped back, allowing Wolfclaw to revel in the glory for a moment. He picked his way back up the Rock Pile, gaze sweeping across the Clan. They stopped on Eagletalon for a moment, but quickly shifted to his side, where an apprentice stood. With a flick of his tail, he ordered silence to begin to fall amongst the Clan once more. As the cries began to die down, Hawkstar's powerful voice resumed.
"Cricketpaw, Swiftpaw, please step forward." He gave them a moment to do so, gaze resting upon each of them in turn, before he continued. "I, Hawkstar, leader of StoneClan, call upon my warrior ancestors to look down on these apprentices. They have trained hard to understand the ways of your noble code, and I commend them to you as warriors in their turn." The words resonated across the clearing, his voice calm, but giving away a hint of pride. There was something... Exhilarating about naming new warriors. He understood the pride he'd always sensed from the leaders before him as they were given the opportunity to do so. He only hoped he'd be given many more opportunities just like this.
His amber gaze landed upon Eagletalon's apprentice first, and he spoke to her. "Cricketpaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code and to protect and defend your Clan, even at the cost of your life?" The words hung in the air as the world seemed to hold its breath, awaiting the she-cat's response.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 12, 2013 13:10:00 GMT -5
Jaquarmoon
Jaquarmoon stepped forward when the leader called a meeting.
He had just brought in some fresh kill and placed it in the pile before hurrying
over to see their new deputy. He nodded at the male before tilting his head a
bit as a apprentice was called forth. He had not had a apprentice in awhile and
did not think that would change until things in the clan had settled down. But
he would watch these new cats and learn from the other mentors. He had done
well with his first apprentice but it helped that the apprentice just needed
finishing up and was now a great warrior.
The Bengal tom sat down near the outskirts of the rest of
the cats, not having any of them really as friends that he hung out with.
Mostly, because he was a bit too shy to be the first one to talk. He sighed
softly and curled his tail around his paws, watching with interest as the
apprenticed went up to the leader.
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Post by Fate Admin on Mar 15, 2013 13:23:27 GMT -5
Cricketpaw was about to get up and go congratulate Wolfclaw up close and then maybe see if Eagletalon wanted to go hunting or something when Hawkstar started talking again. Wait huh? Why did he call her name? With a glance at Eagletalon, she moved forward, some of her Clanmates moving out her way. The Hawkstar started speaking those words and a chill ran down her spine. She was becoming a warrior! Right now! Unable to help herself her tail lifted proudly and she stood up a little taller. Eagletalon had said she was pretty much ready days ago… before Fallingstar’s death… but she hadn’t expected it to happen right now, right after the deputy announcement.
She cast one more glance back at her mentor, amber gaze alight with excitement, and gratitude toward the one who had taught her so much. And then Hawkstar was addressing here again and her gaze snapped back to the leader. Her whiskers quivered with barely contained excitement as she meowed confidently, “I do!” She tried to stand still, like a warrior, and not bounce around like an overly excited kit, but it was hard. Her pelt shivered with the effort.
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