[KARAZHAL]

TAGGING Aqua Ghost the Undead Goddess Amber @jen Fawn ♛ 𝔽𝕒𝕓𝕣𝕚𝕔𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 Katara noctali

As the leaves began to change on the distant trees of the rising mountainside, Birdstar looked over his Clan and smiled at how leggy and restless the kittens in his nursery were becoming. He spent most of the day simply observing cats coming and going. Seasons changed, kits aged, and Birdstar realized that he was approaching another milestone in his role as Leader. It'd been six moons since that fateful moment that changed every bit of StoneClan. He no longer felt nervous about speaking in front of everyone's watching eyes that gleamed inside the open hill. It was time he named these kits to be apprentices.

He headed over to the fresh-kill pile to think over names. He chewed through bones contemplatively, and anyone joining the leader for some food would've seen his face screwed up rather strangely. Running a tongue across his chops, Birdstar finally decided on the mentors for these young minds.

Plodding to the Rock Pile, he called upon the familiar words: "All cats old enough to catch their own prey gather at the Pile!" His yowl echoed out of the top of the mound StoneClan cats called camp. There were lots of apprentices to be named so he wanted everyone here for this. The dusk patrol should've just come back, too.

Birdstar slowly turned to the nursery queens and bowed deeply to them for their service. His emerald eyes descended to the kits and beckoned them forward a little. Then, he began the ritual, starting with Wrenkit first. If he made her wait, she'd probably start getting antsy and wander off before she touched noses with her mentor.

"Wrenkit, you have reached the age of six moons, and it is time for you to be apprenticed. From this day on, until you receive your warrior name, you will be known as Wrenpaw. Your mentor will be Cobrashadow. He was my mentor, and I hope"--he looked over at his half-brother--"he will pass down all he knows on to you. Cobrashadow, you are ready to take on an apprentice once more. You have shown yourself to be tough and hardy. You will be the mentor of Wrenpaw, and I expect you to pass on all you know to her." He hoped that Cobrashadow's breed of discipline could hone the rebellious apprentice into a fine warrior.

Allowing the two to approach each other, he then moved on to the other apprentices-to-be, naming each of them in turn. "Yewkit, Bonekit, Elderkit, Marigoldkit, Condorkit." He congratulated them all on reaching six moons as well. "From now on, you will bear the names of Yewpaw, Bonepaw, Elderpaw, Marigoldpaw, and Condorpaw until you become warriors." As he said this, his head drifted over the crowd of faces until he saw the chosen cat in question.

"Blackclaw! You are ready to take on an apprentice, so you will mentor Yewpaw. You have received excellent training from Coppertalon, and you have shown yourself to be loyal and hardworking. I expect you to pass on all you know to Yewpaw.

"Honeynose, you are ready to take on an apprentice. Your hunting abilities are well-known amongst the Clan, so you will be the mentor of Bonepaw and pass on all you know to him.

"Lightningflash." At this, Birdstar paused to hold the tom's gaze, and he gave him a small nod, as if reassure Lightningflash that this was done with purpose. "I know you are ready to take on an apprentice." He could not say the ritual words that praised Lightningflash's mentor, for the lonerborn had none. Instead, Birdstar lifted up his chin regally. "You possess rich experience unique to yourself, and you've proven to me that you are committed and loyal to this Clan. I expect you to pass on all you know to Elderpaw."

"Ivyflare, I believe it is time you trained an apprentice now, so you will mentor Marigoldpaw. Your mentor granted you dignified discipline in your days as an apprentice, so I wish for you to pass on what you learned from him onto this young mind. You've shown yourself to be cunning and confident. Good luck, you two." Birdstar gave an encouraging smile to Marigoldpaw and nodded her over to the older tabby.

"Coppertalon, you are ready for another apprentice. I commend you on your performance against the eagles You are known for your strength and your attention to detail. You will mentor Condorpaw, and I trust you to pass on all you know."

As all of the mentors and their new apprentices met each other face-to-face, chanting of their new names all filled the air, and Birdstar lifted up his yowl with all of them.

[♛ 𝔽𝕒𝕓𝕣𝕚𝕔𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟]

Lightningflash STONECLAN WARRIOR not a yes, sir. not a follower. Lightningflash had only just returned from patrol, a beautiful finch clutched in his jaws. It was plump enough for the season, its fluffy plumage forming a halo around the small, sad little bird. The orange tinge to its breast was lightly spattered with blood, and the black and white tom had an air of pride about this particular catch. He hadn't made the massive leap into the sky that he had seen some warriors achieve to make this catch, but... he had still managed to catch a bird and at least mildly impress Blazestripe, who had given him a mute nod of acknowledgement. The colder season was rolling steadily in, the leaves shedding from the trees in a whirlwind of spectacular colour. Or at least, Lightningflash remembered that was what they did, this time of year. StoneClan's barren lands had barely any trees to speak of, and even then, they were stoic evergreens, refusing to let their needles melt into beautiful shades of orange and yellow.  "All cats old enough to catch their own prey gather at the Pile!" Birdstar's voice echoed across the camp, and it was only then that Lightningflash noticed him perched up atop the rock pile. Placing his catch on the fresh-kill pile, he sidled over to sit next to his brother, curious. "Do you know what this is about?" He wondered aloud, his voice barely above a whisper. But whether Tumbleheart replied, Lightningflash may not have heard, as he was shushed by a nearby warrior that glared at him with open ferocity. Settling down, the young tom looked up to the top of the rock-pile, ears flicking. Birdstar launched into a speech about a litter of kits reaching six moons... of course! Lightningflash was surprised. The moons had flown by so quickly, it hadn't even crossed his mind that Yewkit and Bonekit were six moons now! Wow. With joy lighting up his yellow gaze, he watched his niece and nephew, one tortoiseshell and one tuxedo, step forward to be renamed Yewpaw and Bonepaw. For the first time it hit him how much they had grown, them and all the other kits he had watched tumble around the nursery. An infectious grin plastered to his face, Lightningflash nudged Tumbleheart. "Whoever thought you'd raise such amazing kids, huh?" He murmured to Tumbleheart, grinning. He listened as Yewpaw and Bonepaw were assigned their new teachers, excitement pulsing through him. He bet they were going to have so much fun learning how to hunt- Did he just say my name? The ground seemed to crumble under his paws as his eyes snapped up to Birdstar, wide with genuine astonishment. There was a lingering hesitation, as if the other tom knew exactly what was thundering through Lightningflash's thoughts. Why me? I haven't- I never... His thoughts stalled as the StoneClan leader gave a slight nod, as if to assure him that this wasn't a random decision. Lightningflash rose to his paws, his white-tipped tail twitching. "I know you are ready to take on an apprentice." Birdstar told him, and Lightningflash nodded silently, his whiskers twitching with apprehension. He knew this wasn't going to go down well with a lot of other cats. He knew Birdstar wasn't an idiot, but... is this really a good idea? He wondered as he turned his attention on his new pupil. He knew from watching Blackclaw tip noses with Yewpaw that it was what was supposed to be done, and approached Elderpaw with what he hoped was an encouraging nod. He bent his head to touch noses with the tom, desperately wanting to do this right. He may not have expected this, but Elderpaw was his responsibility now, just as he had been Wander's responsibility. His hope grew. He had to do right by Elderpaw, teach him everything his mother had passed down to him... and everything he had learned since joining StoneClan. He sat down next to Elderpaw, glancing across at Tumbleheart with a 'Can you seriously believe this?' expression that demonstrated both hopeful excitement and dread for the inevitable drama that would probably explode based on how Shadepool was openly giving him the stink eye. i was lightning before the thunder

WORDs: 692 / tags: KARAZHAL, Amber, Ginger

[Katara]

IVYFLARE STONECLAN WARRIOR [attr="class","ivytea"]Ivyflare had been on the evening patrol, so she'd snoozed through dawn and late into the morning, not envying her fellow warriors one bit as they left the den one-by-one to attend to their various duties. When finally she cracked an eye open and saw one of the warriors who'd been on her patrol last night, she lifted her head and yawned. She knew they had an apprentice, which meant they'd be expected to take them out and waste the entire day training them instead of chasing birds or missing the action on the borders, and Ivyflare was not envious of them one bit. She could wash herself and get a nice, lazy start to the morning before joining a hunting patrol, knowing she didn't owe her time to anyone else except her Clan. It was late afternoon by the time Ivyflare returned from her hunting patrol, her muscles satisfyingly relaxed after making a mighty leap to catch the fat robin that she carried back to camp now. She was looking forward to another evening of sitting near the edge of the warriors den and judging all her Clanmates' actions (while silently making fun of them), when Birdstar's summons caught her attention. She dropped her catch on the fresh-kill pile and padded over to join the cats gathering around to listen to their leader. As usual, she kept toward the edge of the crowd, though she noticed with curiosity that Tumbleheart in particular was looking interested in what was happening. His fur looked sleeker than usual... he kind of looked good. She looked away quickly, her whiskers twitching. What in StarClan's name was she thinking? She trained her focus on Birdstar's words as he began, and it was made clear this was an apprentice ceremony. Six kits were being made apprentices, and her eyes widened a fraction at the sheer number of them. That must have been a very crowded nursery. One-by-one, each kit was assigned a mentor. To her surprise, Birdstar called Lightningflash forward. Wow. The only cat that hadn't had an apprentice longer than her was probably the loner-born warrior. A tiny spool of dread began to unravel inside of her at the thought. She had a bad feeling about this. "Ivyflare." NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. Everyone in cat heaven was probably laughing at her right now. Ivyflare struggled not to flatten her ears and retreat from the attention, the gazes of the entire Clan on her as she forced herself to her paws to approach the kit, apparently named Marigoldpaw, she learned as Birdstar went on. Of course this would happen just when she had been thinking this morning about how pleased she was that she didn't have an apprentice. Of course karma had to bite her in the ass. She didn't want to become a mentor, she didn't want to invest time and energy into a little twerp who probably wouldn't care. But she couldn't refuse; it was her duty as a warrior of this Clan. Besides, what would Stonefang think? She had to be just like him... she would just follow his example of mentoring, because it was the only one she knew. She gave Birdstar a nod, then leaned down to touch noses with her new apprentice, keeping her expression icily-calm. Her initial panic was fading, replaced by determination to not screw this up. She had the future of a stupid little cat in her paws right now, and she didn't intend to drop the ball.

JUST BREATHE DON'T DROWN YOUR HEART

TAGGED: KARAZHAL, Fawn // NOTES: <3

[newclass=".ivytea"]width:360px;height:320px;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:11px;color:#888;line-height:15px;text-align:justify;padding-right:10px;margin:auto;overflow:auto;[/newclass][newclass=.ivytea::-webkit-scrollbar]width:7px;[/newclass][newclass=.ivytea::-webkit-scrollbar-track]border:1px solid #b96a51;background:transparent;border-radius: 50px;[/newclass][newclass=.ivytea::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]border-radius: 50px;background-color:#b96a51;[/newclass]

[Deleted]

[googlefont=Roboto]

[attr="class","crashand1"]

[attr="class","crashand2"]

shadepool [attr="class","fa fa-star"]

The moment Birdstar's call to meeting sounded over StoneClan camp, the wiry black queen shot to her feet and called out to her kits. It had to be their ceremony! Her delicate and careful paws cleaned her face and quickly groomed her fur. Six moons of being a queen certainly did not make her look as presentable. She strutted out into the open, hastily grooming Wrenkit's fur that seemed to always be out of place. Shadepool had been the best mother she could have been, and she was incredibly proud of her three children. As they passed Jaggedthorn, she offered him a rare smile. Whatever strangeness there was in their relationship, today it did not mattered.

"Come on," Shadepool meowed to her three, bundling them forward. "Today's the day, my beauties. It must be. Make sure you look magnificent."

After six long moons of waiting and waiting and waiting... Elderkit, Wrenkit, and Condorkit were finally ready. And Shadepool, of course, was anxious as ever to return to her warrior duties. She curled her tail around Wrenkit to prevent the antsy little one from getting too excited. Snapping at her kits to sit up straight, Shadepool turned her gaze toward the Rock Pile.

Shadepool's whiskers twitched with approval as Wrenkit was called first. Cobrashadow had mentored Birdstar himself and would be a fine mentor to Wrenpaw. However, the queen gave Cobrashadow a hard stare anyway as Wrenpaw strode forward to touch noses with her new mentor. Just because he had trained Birdstar did not mean Shadepool was going to show him any kindness.

Shadepool was so caught up with pride for Wrenpaw that she nearly missed Elderpaw's announcement. But upon hearing it, the queen's eyes grew alight with fire. Lightningflash? Surely not. Birdstar could not possibly be so mouse-brained as to appoint that loner-born to be a mentor so soon and to Shadepool's very own son. How was Elderpaw going to learn anything about being a Clan cat from a loner? However, the demure queen knew better than to interrupt a clan meeting. Shadepool sat, seething, with her cold gaze burning into Lightningflash's back.

Coppertalon would make a fine mentor for Condorpaw, but Shadepool was hardly listening anymore. As soon as Birdstar stopped speaking, she stalked over to where Elderpaw stood and whisked him away from Lightningflash.

"Now there, Elderpaw. Don't feel ashamed of yourself; it certainly was not your fault. I don't know what Birdstar was thinking but I certainly will have a word with him about your mentorship," she cleared her throat pointedly, making sure no other cats were in earshot. "But for now, I guess, see if that loner has anything worth learning from."

451 words » Ghost the Undead Goddess ♛ 𝔽𝕒𝕓𝕣𝕚𝕔𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟

dandy ♫

[newclass=.crashand1]width:400px;[/newclass][newclass=.crashand1 b]color:#72407a;font:11px Roboto;[/newclass][newclass=.crashand2]background-image:url(https://i.ibb.co/XDZGrNB/Shadepool1.jpg);-webkit-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);margin-left:-375px;margin-bottom:-50px;width:100px;height:100px;background-size:contain;background-repeat:no-repeat;[/newclass]