WillowClan ceremony - May 2018

[Sloth]

feather for Mosskit > Mosspaw - mentored by Hawkpool (JUM!! )

Demonic for Quick-kit > Quickpaw - mentored by Ryestep (tansy )

owl for Swankit > Swanpaw - mentored by Thymetail (@mari )

Robin for Duck-kit > Duckpaw - mentored by Rookflight (Bern )

m0ri0123 for Riverkit > Riverpaw - mentored by Rowancloud (@zazu )

m0ri0123 for Creek-kit > Creekpaw - mentored by Dogsong (@egotistic )

m0ri0123 for Pebblekit > Pebblepaw - mentored by Toadmoon (MaryCrow )

@silverfire12 for Tulipkit > Tulip-paw - mentored by Thunderleap (Zesty )

@edda for Birchkit > Birchpaw - mentored by Sparkgaze (@solar )

@mari for Rosekit > Rosepaw - mentored by Brightstream (Fen )

lyca for Shorekit > Shorepaw - mentored by Sparrowsky (Demonic )

tansy for Sweetkit > Sweetpaw - looked after by Cinderfeather (@silverfire12 )

@silverfire12 for Streamkit > Streampaw - looked after by Peachpetal (soot )

@silverfire12 for Cinderfeather - permanent queen

Please make sure to re-post your character applications to reflect your character's new rank! Include the link to their old application in the "Adoption link" section.

Mentors, if you do not have the time or desire to train an apprentice, please let me know and I will make adjustments as needed!

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Another hot day as greenleaf bled into leaf-fall, the change in weather only noticeable by the now crisp breeze that filtered through the Willow Tree's branches.

A fluffy gray tabby strolled through her camp, head held high as her easy steps took her towards the Willow Tree. Her passage was greeted with mixed expressions; some open and adoring while others thinly veiled masks of resentment. Think what they will; this was her clan, her territory, her stage; and her stage was growing crowded. Too many kits cluttered the nursery and too many queens were coming to her doorstep complaining of claustrophobic conditions. With her own kits residing in the nursery Willowstar was inclined to agree.

StarClan had granted her clan with enough water to last through the drought, a fact many of her clanmates seemed to contest her over in their last big clan meeting. An image of Pearstripe flashed through her mind and she dismissed him with the flick of a tail, twitching her whiskers as she concealed the rage over the memory of the foolish tom's actions. Willowstar's eyes slid over a few of the camp's members faces, her brief search for her brother coming up empty.

Willowstar stopped at the roots of the Willow Tree to give herself a quick once over, her fur; as always, immaculately in place before she presented herself before her clan. She continued on, leaping to the smoothed down branch that she perched on regularly.

"Fellow warriors, today we celebrate Clan life by appointing new ranks to a few cats among us," she said "We have several kits eager to become apprentices and I am all too happy to oblige. Let's begin." Her final words came out in a purr, eyes shining brightly as her clan gathered around her.

“I, queen of WillowClan, feel that this kit is ready to take on the responsibilities of apprenticeship. Mosskit, your paws are now on the path of a warrior. Hawkpool will guide you on your journey toward becoming a loyal, respected friend of the Royal Family. May your apprentice days be full of joy and learning.” She waited for the two to touch noses before continuing.

“I, queen of WillowClan, feel that this kit is ready to take on the responsibilities of apprenticeship. Quick-kit, your paws are now on the path of a warrior. Ryestep will guide you on your journey toward becoming a loyal, respected friend of the Royal Family. May your apprentice days be full of joy and learning.”

“I, queen of WillowClan, feel that this kit is ready to take on the responsibilities of apprenticeship. Swankit, your paws are now on the path of a warrior. Thymetail will guide you on your journey toward becoming a loyal, respected friend of the Royal Family. May your apprentice days be full of joy and learning.”

“I, queen of WillowClan, feel that this kit is ready to take on the responsibilities of apprenticeship. Duck-kit, your paws are now on the path of a warrior. Rookflight will guide you on your journey toward becoming a loyal, respected friend of the Royal Family. May your apprentice days be full of joy and learning.”

“I, queen of WillowClan, feel that this kit is ready to take on the responsibilities of apprenticeship. Riverkit, your paws are now on the path of a warrior. Rowancloud will guide you on your journey toward becoming a loyal, respected friend of the Royal Family. May your apprentice days be full of joy and learning.”

“I, queen of WillowClan, feel that this kit is ready to take on the responsibilities of apprenticeship. Creek-kit, your paws are now on the path of a warrior. Dogsong will guide you on your journey toward becoming a loyal, respected friend of the Royal Family. May your apprentice days be full of joy and learning.”

“I, queen of WillowClan, feel that this kit is ready to take on the responsibilities of apprenticeship. Pebblekit, your paws are now on the path of a warrior. Toadmoon will guide you on your journey toward becoming a loyal, respected friend of the Royal Family. May your apprentice days be full of joy and learning.”

“I, queen of WillowClan, feel that this kit is ready to take on the responsibilities of apprenticeship. Tulipkit, your paws are now on the path of a warrior. Thunderleap will guide you on your journey toward becoming a loyal, respected friend of the Royal Family. May your apprentice days be full of joy and learning.”

“I, queen of WillowClan, feel that this kit is ready to take on the responsibilities of apprenticeship. Birchkit, your paws are now on the path of a warrior. Sparkgaze will guide you on your journey toward becoming a loyal, respected friend of the Royal Family. May your apprentice days be full of joy and learning.”

“I, queen of WillowClan, feel that this kit is ready to take on the responsibilities of apprenticeship. Rosekit, your paws are now on the path of a warrior. Brightstream will guide you on your journey toward becoming a loyal, respected friend of the Royal Family. May your apprentice days be full of joy and learning.”

“I, queen of WillowClan, feel that this kit is ready to take on the responsibilities of apprenticeship. Shorekit, your paws are now on the path of a warrior. Sparrowsky will guide you on your journey toward becoming a loyal, respected friend of the Royal Family. May your apprentice days be full of joy and learning.”

Willowstar paused, taking a moment to allow all her new apprentices to familiarize themselves with their new mentors. The camp was a bustle of activity as ranks changed and new relationships formed before her eyes. Her gaze slid to two small forms grouping with the apprentices. The molly's eyes grew chilled as she watched them, a frown tugging at the corners of her mouth as she remembered their desire to become apprentices.

"Sweetkit. Streamkit." Willowstar almost called out to them but knew her words would not be heard. Instead the words were intended for those that were close to the kits, a command to steer them towards the Willow Tree. Her gaze held no emotion though the frown that briefly marred her face was now a sweet smile; her expression hiding the discontent she had for the broken kits before her.

"It has come to my attention they have reached the appropriate age for apprenticeship; however, their deafness cannot go ignored," she spoke as if they did not stand before her and instead turned her eyes to Cinderfeather and Peachpetal; two queens that currently resided in the nursery. "I am willing to give these kits their apprentice names under the condition they stay close to camp with queens to teach them apprentice chores and simple fighting and hunting techniques." Willowstar's sweet gaze finally slid to Sweetkit and Streamkit's forms. "Should they prove themselves capable, they will be assigned a warrior and trained in earnest," a momentary pause before adding; "Peachpetal if you are up for the challenge you will guide Streamkit's steps for the moons to come. Cinderfeather; as I know you have intentions on becoming a permanent queen you will guide Sweetkit's steps for the moons to come."

Willowstar's eyes returned to the two deaf kits; now made apprentices. "Train well young ones, all of StarClan watches you," she added; knowing her words would fall on deaf ears.

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     Riverkit

" Come on, you don't want to be late do you?" Riverkit yelled over to his brothers. They weaved their way as far up to the front as they could and sat down. Riverkit felt the jitters course through his paws but he forced himself to not show anything that would make him look like a fool. He wanted to look respectable, fit to be a part of this clan.

It was possible that today was not their ceremony, but regardless, he felt that they had to be punctual and that they had to at least look like they were interested with what was going to be said. Riverkit watched eagerly as she promoted Mosskit, Quick-kit, Swankit, and Duck-kit before nearly skipping a beat when he heard his own name.

“I, queen of WillowClan, feel that this kit is ready to take on the responsibilities of apprenticeship. Riverkit, your paws are now on the path of a warrior. Rowancloud will guide you on your journey toward becoming a loyal, respected friend of the Royal Family. May your apprentice days be full of joy and learning.” His eyes widened with excitment as he flashed his brothers a smile. They looked proud of him, even Creek-kit gave him a small grin. Walking up to his new mentor, he touched noses with her.

" I hope to make you and this clan proud," he said with respect. He sat back and watched his brothers get promoted as well, pride welling up in his eyes.

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Creek-kit

Creek-kit rolled his eyes as they weaved their way through the crowd, sitting down only when they were close enough to see what was going to happen. His brother had groomed the crap out of them right before this announcement, hoping that today was the day that they were going to become apprentices. As much as he was irritated by his slicked up and newly groomed fur, he couldn't help but to feel a little excited to be promoted. At least, he didn't want to appear too excited like the other two were. When his brother was called up, he couldn't help but to give him a proud smile. They really had made it towards the next step of their journey. It was bittersweet in that that their mother couldn't be there to see it.

When his name was called, he stood there in silence, looking up at the queen with only the excitment about his promotion being shown in his eyes. “I, queen of WillowClan, feel that this kit is ready to take on the responsibilities of apprenticeship. Creek-kit, your paws are now on the path of a warrior. Dogsong will guide you on your journey toward becoming a loyal, respected friend of the Royal Family. May your apprentice days be full of joy and learning.”It was bittersweet to hear those words. He didn't trust her and he didn't like her but there was no way in hell that he would let that ruin his moment.

Walking over to his mentor Dogsong he looked up at him. " You must be Dogsong," he mumbled before awkwardly touching noses with him. " I'm Creek... Creekpaw." His new name felt weird on the tip of his tongue but he couldn't help but to think that it sounded nice. He had seen the tom around camp but wasn't really able to get to know him. Creekpaw wasn't very social with the warriors. He looked forwards to see his brother Pebblekit get promoted. Once that was over with, he glanced at Willowstar as she continued to promote the other kits, seeing a momentary glance of disgust when she promoted Sweetkit and Streamkit. It was momentary but he caught it. " Typical of Willowstar," he thought to himself with a frown. 

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Pebblekit

Pebblekit watched as his brothers got promoted, a smile appearing on his face as they walked up. He had followed them, whimsically hoping to get promoted and here they were. He listened as Willowstar made his brothers into apprentice's, him flashing a proud smile at them as they went. His eyes widened when he heard his own name being called, making him go from being Pebblekit to Pebblepaw. “I, queen of WillowClan, feel that this kit is ready to take on the responsibilities of apprenticeship. Pebblekit, your paws are now on the path of a warrior. Toadmoon will guide you on your journey toward becoming a loyal, respected friend of the Royal Family. May your apprentice days be full of joy and learning.”

Pebblekit now promoted to Pebblepaw walked up to Toadmoon and bowed gracefully before standing up to touch his nose. "I hope to make StarClan proud through your guidance." He sat up straight and smiled at his new mentor before listening to Willowstar announce everyone else's names. He could have sworn that he saw Creekpaw frown a bit when she announced Sweetkit and Streamkits new names but he knew that he would have to ask why it made him upset later. They just became apprentice's. He knew deep in his heart that his mother was smiling down at them from Starclan.

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@zazu
MaryCrow

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Tulippaw tagged: Zesty, JUM!! (Petalstrike)| notes: sorry for the bitch XD| age: 6 moons Tulipkit- no, Tulippaw couldn’t help but smirk as she was called forwards. Of course she was going to be made an apprentice before her siblings! It was only natural that the prettiest kit in the clan became an apprentice. Licking her chest fur, the she cat listened for her name and when she did, she puffed her chest out. She waited excitedly as her mentor was announced, and her green eyes eagerly scanned the clearing for Thunderleap. That eagerness was soon replaced with both disgust and repulsion as she saw who Thunderleap was. The calico was in shock as she looked at the one eyed brown tabby, beautiful green eyes locked on the marred face of her new mentor. “What happened to you?!” She asked in horror as she looked at Thunderleap. “You look absolutely hideous!” She exclaimed, voice loud enough for others to hear. It wasn’t overly loud, but it was loud enough for the people around her to hear, specifically her family. Despite her repulsion, she did touch noses with Thunderleap, only to shudder when she pulled away, pure disgust on her face. “I can’t belive I’m being trained by someone as ugly as you,” she hissed. With her ears pinned against her head, Tulippaw watched as all of her family met with their mentors. Rosepaw had a normal looking mentor, as did Duckpaw, Swanpaw, Quickpaw, and Birchpaw. It was not fair in her eyes. She was one of the most beautiful cats in the clan and she was stuck with this hag?! To say she was angry was an understatement. She was furious. “Willowstar must’ve been feeling pitiful when she gave you me as an apprentice,” she spat quietly. “Maybe now you’ll actually be associated with some form of beauty.

I don’t know why I did the things I did

I don’t know why I said the things I said

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Streampaw tagged: soot (Peachpetal), @edda (Birchpaw)| notes: She’s so happy she’s going to be an apprentice| age: 6 moons To say that Streampaw was surprised when Cinderfeather nudged her forwards was an understatement. When her mom had told her that Birchpaw was becoming an apprentice today, she was under the idea that she was going to stay a kit. After all, it would be hard to be a warrior while deaf. At first she didn’t know what was happening. Willowstar couldn’t talk to her, and no one was translating. But then another queen from the nursery, Peachpetal, stepped forwards and touched noses with her. She was an apprentice. She watched as her mother touched noses with her best friend Sweetpaw, and once it hit her, a huge smile broke out onto her face. ‘I can be a warrior like Birchpaw!’ She thought excitedly as her pale green eyes sparkled. Looking up at her new mentor, the gray and white patched she cat wondered if she knew how to speak with her. ‘Willowstar wouldn’t have assigned her to me if she couldn’t talk to me,’ she thought. So, with a gigantic grin on her face, the new apprentice started to “talk”. She dropped into a hunters crouch before standing up and nodding, ears both pointed forwards as she did both actions. She was telling Peachpetal that she was going to try her best. Once that was done, the deaf she cat looked over towards her best friend and mother. She thought about going over to them and showing her excitement, but she knew that Sweetpaw would probably want to congratulate Shorepaw after she was done talking to Cinderfeather. Plus, Cinderfeather was currently in the middle of “talking” to Sweetpaw so she knew that interrupting them would make their conversation harder. So, with that in mind, Streampaw started to look around for the other cat she wanted to talk to. Her pale green eyes paused on the cream form of her only surviving brother, and after she dipped her head towards Peachpetal, she trotted over. A small frown tugged at her lips as she imagined Ryekit and Stormkit becoming apprentices with her, but she quickly shook that thought from her head. It was a happy day, and she was going to be happy! Which is why she practically skipped over to Birchpaw, throat and chest rumbling in an abnormally loud purr. She didn’t know how loud it was however, as she couldn’t hear it. When she reached her brother, the gray and white patched she cat pointed her ears forwards before slowly blinking her eyes, bowing her head, and resting her tail on his shoulder. She was telling him two things. The blink and the ears pointed forwards meant that she was congratulating him, and the bowing her head before resting her tail on his shoulder meant that she was telling him that she was proud of him. Once that was done, she pulled her tail off of her brother’s shoulders and instead, she tapped it to his ear before looking at the Willow Tree. She was asking if he had heard what happened. She finished with blinking twice in rapid suggestion before swishing her tail twice, both times low to the ground with the end curled up. She was telling him how excited she was. As Streampaw watched her brother eagerly, she scented her mother coming up to them. Cinderfeather repeated the ‘congratulations’ and ‘proud of you’ movements that Streampaw had made to Birchpaw to her, and Streampaw couldn’t help but beam. Her mom was proud of her! She watched as Cinderfeather started to talk to Birchpaw, a weak smile on her face. It was almost as if Cinderfeather was scared, but of what, she didn’t know, and at this second she didn’t care. She was just too happy to care.

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that whole picture never came into view

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Cinderfeather tagged: tansy (Sweetpaw), @edda (Birchpaw)| notes: she’s so proud of her babies| age: 32 moons Cinderfeather smiled proudly as she saw her kits touch noses with their mentors, first Birchpaw to Sparkgaze, and then, a bit to her surprise, Streampaw to Peachpetal. She honestly hadn’t been expecting Streamkit to become an apprentice, but she was happy that it happened. She was even happier when she heard Willowstar grant her the request to become a permanent queen. She didn’t mind that she was being asked to “mentor” Sweetpaw, in fact, she was actually kind of relieved. Sweetpaw wouldn’t have to figure out a way to talk to with her, as Cinderfeather could talk with her without issue. Walking over to the pure white kit, the gray and white patched queen gently touched noses with her before blinking slowly, telling the apprentice ‘hello’. She let her blink sink in for a second before placing her gray tipped tail on her head before tapping it to Sweetpaw’s head. She was promising the young she cat that she would teach her everything she could. She then waved her tail parallel to her body twice before opening and closing her mouth a few times to tell the cat she was going to talk to someone else. With that done, the now permanent queen looked around, eyes locking on her only surviving son and only daughter. She walked over to them smiling softly as she tried to calm her heartbeat. She was afraid that Birchpaw would get hurt, but she knew she couldn’t tell him that. Reaching her kits, the she cat smiled when Streampaw turned round to smile at her. She pointed her ears forwards before slowly blinked her pale green eyes. She was telling Streampaw congratulations. Then, she bowed her head at Streampaw before resting her tail on her shoulders, telling her daughter she was proud of her. “Congratulations, Birchpaw,” Cinderfeather said as she addressed her son, trying to keep the fear from her eyes. She had lost two kits. She didn’t want to loose a third. “I’m so proud of you,” she said with a warm smile as she leaned down and nuzzled her son. “You’re going to be a great warrior,” she said before a small wave of fear passed over her. Being a warrior meant danger, and while she knew she couldn’t do anything about it, she would be lying if she said she didn’t want to take him back to the nursery. “You need to be careful though. I know I’m probably spoiling the excitement, but please promise me you’ll be careful. I can’t loose you as well.”

rest your head close to my heart

never to part, baby of mine

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[MaryCrow]

Toadmoon sat in the corner of camp, staring at the swaying grass. He purred and turned an ear when their leader announced more apprentices. That would definently be more helpful, considering the fact that not all cats, himself included, were good enough to support the always growing clan. The tom seemingly paid attention to the newly sprouted grass, while in reality he was listening and looking at the crowd of cats. So many new apprentices to not long after join the ranks of warriors. The bland tom calmly sighed as he felt the list of kits ending until his own name was called. "I-I'm a mentor?" He quietly questioned to himself. His black and white head was now turned fully to the rest of the clan. The young tom got up and walked swiftly towards where his apprentice was. "Hello there, Pebblepaw. I'm looking foward to training you. I know about everything that happened in this clans' life and I hope that you will give down the information to other cats," the tom-cat finished his speech and looked at Pebblepaw. No more time for relaxed walk-hunting. He had grown up in this clan and he was about the same age as the clan was so he did know many things.




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[Zesty]

thunderleap

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Thunderleap startled when she heard Willowstar call her name. Her?! A mentor for Tulippaw?! Unsure, the brown tabby padded forward wearily to touch noses with her apprentice.

"What happened to you?!"

Instantly, Thunderleap felt self-conscious. Her ears angled low, and her only eye darted around to make sure no one was looking at her, laughing at her. "I-I-" Thunderleap stammered. She willed herself to find the fiery confidence she once had, but it was gone. That cat, Moth, had taken it with her, along with the beauty Thunderleap once had. "A cat attacked me," she finally said, surprising herself by being able to keep her voice even.

"You look absolutely hideous!"

Even though Thunderleap was used to hearing this, being in a Clan where beauty meant a lot, it still hurt. She stayed silent as Tulippaw kept hurling insults at her, determined not to show how much Tulippaw's words were affecting her. She noticed the apprentice look around at her siblings, and guessed that she was jealous of them for having not-so-hideous mentors.

"Willowstar must've been feeling pitiful when she gave you me as an apprentice. Maybe now you'll actually be associated with some form of beauty."

Thunderleap snorted. "I'm honored," she said dryly. Thunderleap held herself back from snapping that Tulippaw was not the prettiest cat in WillowClan, not by a long shot, but then she'd be no better than Tulippaw. She'll learn her lesson. Thunderleap thought back to the RavenClanner Nightpool, who she had met a while ago. She seemed to have the quiet, silent beauty that Thunderleap wished to have again.

The brown tabby flicked her tail, swinging her head around to be able to look at the camp entrance. It was tiring, having to angle her head differently now to be able to see with her only eye. "I'd like to put you on some apprentice duties first, but that wouldn't be very nice or exciting as a first day of being apprentice. Follow me."

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stormpaw

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Stormpaw flicked her tail happily when she heard Willowstar mention Creek-kit. At last! Maybe they could go out and have some fun now! Stormpaw thought fondly back to when Creek-kit had sneaked out with her and Beepaw. It seemed like a lifetime since that.

She angled her head, balancing up on her hind legs to catch sight of Creekpaw meeting his mentor. She hoped his mentor would be as good as Cinderfeather had been with her.

Not even waiting for the rest of the ceremony to be over, Stormpaw darted over to Creekpaw. "Congratulations Creekpaw!" She exclaimed, nudging his shoulder with hers. "Finally old enough to be out of the camp without sneaking out, hm?" She whispered, teasing.

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willowclan ceremony - may 2018

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osekit had been minding his own business when he heard 'new ranks.' He flicked ear and turned around, approaching the clearing. Instinctively, he moved to sit near his sister Tulipkit. Despite sharing the same mother, the two were fairly distinct and Rosekit surely didn't appreciate it. Despite this, he looked up, waiting for Willowstar to announce who his mentor would be. He was definitely excited to see who it was. He had spent a lot of time talking to apprentices, trying to learn the basics. He was eager to show his new mentor what he knew.

    Willowstar trudged on, naming apprentice after apprentice. He couldn't help but stare at her lips, wondering if it hurt to talk that long. Maybe she likes the sound of her voice. He thought, wondering how he would announce the apprentices and mentors to the clan if he was ever leader. Of course he knew that he'd never have a chance to lead WillowClan. The thought saddened him. 

    After what seemed like years, Tulipkit's name was called and he looked at his sister with an encouraging smile. Too bad she didn't share his expression. The molly quickly found her mentor. Rosekit watched as her face contorted into that of disgust. Rosepaw looked at Thunderleap and couldn't help but draw back himself. Not because she was ugly - Rosekit didn't care as much as everyone else seemed to - but because seeing such a mauled figure was nothing less than intimidating. 

    A fine curiosity struck him and he wanted to know what happened to the cat. 

    He was taken from his thoughts when his name was called among the sea of others. Willowstar announced that his mentor would be a cat named Brightstream. Perceptive eyes swung around the clearing and the newly named Rosepaw spotted a molly puffing out her chest for just a moment. He assumed that that was his mentor, but of course he couldn't be sure.

    Deciding that approaching a random cat would probably make him look dumb, he stood where he was and watched the interaction between Tulippaw and Thunderleap. Tulippaw was quick to make her feelings known. Her honest words struck him the wrong way and his fur immediately stuck up. He opened his mouth to apologize on behalf of his sister when the warrior blurted something back.

    Oh. A cat had attacked her. That much had been obvious. Of course her answering the question had only made him more curious. Why would a cat attack someone random? Did Thunderleap start the fight? Knowing that, he worried for his sister. What if Tulippaw's mentor was some type of murderer with some obsession with blood? He shivered at the thought.

    He took this moment to talk to his sister before she left and his own mentor approached him. "You have to be nicer, Tulippaw... I'm sure Thunderleap didn't end up like... That.. on purpose." With that, he turned around and tried to find the tortoiseshell again who he believed was his mentor.

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[tansy]

sweetpaw

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Sleeping in her family's nest alone, Sweetkit was absolutely oblivious to what was happening. However, the rumbling and stomping of pawsteps stunned the white she-kit. Bright blue eyes fluttered open and she looked up to find her mother, Daisytuft, standing over her. Cocking her head to the side, a confused look framed Sweetpaw's face. What could she possibly want now? She huffed in slight annoyance. As much as she loved her mother, what was so important that she was to be awoken from her peaceful nap? 

Sweetkit's eyes traveled from the familiar stark white pelt of her mother, to the many different shades of pelts of other WillowClan cats. I suppose Willowstar has called in a ceremony, or another useless meeting. Rolling her eyes, Sweetkit rose to her small paws. Shaking out her short but fluffy white pelt, Sweetkit stretched before taking a few steps forward. She was surprised to feel her mother's tongue rasping over her head, only to be followed by a nudge forward. It couldn't be happening. Willowstar could never spare neither Streamkit nor I the sympathy of making us apprentices. But.. it's happening? Dazed and confused, Sweetkit stumbled forward towards the familiar face of Cinderfeather, her friend's mother. Tilting her head, Sweetkit's eyes analyzed Cinderfeather's movements. So, apparently she's going to be my mentor. Surprise, surprise. She blinked and reached up to touch noses with the queen, feeling a warm feeling sprout from her chest and down her pelt. A purr rumbled loudly through her throat, although Sweetkit slightly wished she could keep these weird emotions at bay. A chirp left her lips as she dipped her head for Cinderfeather.

Looking up at Willowstar, Sweetkit, no, now Sweetpaw, looked her up and down. With a slight huff, she accepted it and looked through the crowd of cats for her friend Streamkit... Well.. Now Streampaw as well. A soft, hidden smile played on her lips as she met eyes with her friend, her ears warming a tad. So.. I guess we're apprentices? A louder than normal chuckle left her lips and she trotted over to Streampaw.

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ryestep

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Stretching his legs, Ryestep merely groaned as he walked through the expanding crowd of cats. What must be happening now? Did Oaktalon upset you, offend you even, Miss Priss? He snorted at the thought, settling down in a semi empty space as he listened to his leader. She was barely a leader, and Ryestep would never stoop down and call her his queen. A bitter taste grew in his mouth at the thought.

Shaking his head, Ryestep was surprised to hear his name called. Another apprentice? He huffed. Quickpaw, hm? His eyes searched the crowd for the odd eyed apprentice. Rising to his paws, Ryestep stepped towards the newly named apprentice. "I look forward to training you, Quickpaw." He spoke, his tone cut and clean, no emotion showing through it at all. With a lash of his long tail, Ryestep bent down to touch noses with the white she-kit.

[Demonic]

Quickpaw WillowClan || Female || Apprentice Quickkit felt her heart leap into her throat as Willowstar called her name. She was sat beside Petalstrike, the queen she had been nesting with for the last two moons of her kit hood. Along with her best friends and Petalstrike's nieces Swankit and Duckkit. Wide mismatched and excited eyes looked about the crowd, discreetly searching for her mother. Alas, the cruel-hearted molly who had abandoned her child was nowhere to be seen. It's probably for the best... - she thought, trying not let this dampen her mood - She'll only ruin this. Still, as she happily nudged Petalstrike's leg with her shoulder and made her way to the front of the crowd. Quickkit couldn't help but feel as if something was missing.  Sighing, she looked up at her leader and plastered a perfect smile on her face. As Willowstar went on, the smile quickly became genuine as excitement took over once more. Kneading the ground, Quickkit purred loudly as her apprentice name was given to her. Quickpaw! Haha! Finally!!! Jumping up, Quickpaw whipped around to catch her mentor parting the crowd. Quickly she bounded over to him, but not before playfully nudging Swankit who was up next and mouthing 'congratulations' to her and her sister. Then, screeching to a stop Quickpaw looked up at Ryestep. "I'm gonna work reallyreallyreally hard for you Ryestep! Just you wait I'm gonna be a great warrior!" Booping her nose with his, she giggled before taking on a more serious demeanour. "So. Can we start training now?" Tag: tansy JUM!! owl Robin Words: 251 Notes: My baby is growing up! She's so happy but also sooo secretly sad :'(

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Sparrowsky WillowClan || Male || Warrior Sparrowsky sat amongst his brothers Hawkpool and Rookflight. Finally, all three of them were together at once and not split apart due to some duty or another. One by one Sparrowsky watched as plucky apprentices excitedly received their apprentice names. It never got old, each time Sparrowsky smiled and cheered happily for them. It reminded him of the good days when he became an apprentice. "Ah! Hawkpool congrats!" He tried to whisper but failed, childish excitement clung just as tight to him as it clung to the apprentices. Nudging Rookflight playfully to see if he'd join in on their usual goading, he smirked at his older sibling, "Now you'll have something else to do instead of chasing after and flirting with other warriors." He teased. What could he say? He was still rather salty about Hawkpool interrupting him at the lake with Duskshade the other day.  Rookflight was also called up shortly after. Sparrowsky congratulated the both of them and soon he found himself sitting alone in the crowd. He sighed. Then, as the last kit was called, "Sparrowsky will guide you on your journey toward becoming a loyal, respected friend of the Royal Family." Sparrowsky perked up, his ears stretching towards the sky in case he heard Willowstar wrong. He didn't though and as Shorepaw turned to meet him, Sparrowky padded forwards and met his first ever apprentice halfway. "It's a pleasure to meet you Shorepaw. I'll do my best to teach you all I know. I hope you do your best too." He smiled comfortingly and bent down to touch his nose to Shorepaw's. "Right, let's get started hm? C'mon I know the perfect place to start."  With that, Sparrowsky nodded to his brothers and prepared to leave the camp. He looked back at the crowd and scoured it for Duskshade wondering if his best friend - his crush - was happy for him. But when he couldn't find the handsome tom, inside a voice hissed, he doesn't care about this or about you. Mood severely damaged now, Sparrowsky turned back to the path ahead. Perhaps. Perhaps, teaching Shorepaw might just help the pining warrior get over his unobtainable crush. Though even he knew just how unlikely that was. Tag: JUM!! Bern lyca @egotistic (mentioned) Words: 367 Notes: The brothers becoming mentors at the same time makes me so happy xD

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Shorekit shifted from paw to paw excitedly, waiting desperately to hear his name. His fur that his mother had taken so much time to groom was even lying flat anymore, prickling with excitement. He listened intently as Willowstar called out each new apprentice's name one at a time. Noting that the kit he'd shared one of his feathers with moons ago was the first to be called. He wanted to call out a congratulations to Mosspaw, but the white tom could hardly see him with the crowd. He instead focused on Willowstar once again. Me next! Me next! He wanted to chirp aloud, but knew he'd get a well-deserved cuff over the ear. When his name was called the newly-named apprentice practically jumped to his paws. Shorepaw! My name! The fluffy tom's head swiveled around to look for his newly-appointed mentor. When he spotted the pale tabby tom Shorepaw padded briskly over to him, tail held high. His mentor decided to meet him halfway.

"Hi, Sparrowsky!" he meowed loudly. A determined gleam shined in the apprentice's eyes. "Of course! I'll do my best too." The white tom had to force himself to sit still long enough to lean up and touch noses with the warrior. Shorepaw's excitement was momentarily put aside as Willowstar called his sister's name and it was the first time he stilled throughout the whole ceremony. At mention of the leader's conditions regarding his sister's training excitement flared in Shorepaw's chest once more. He took a moment to watch her dazedly touch noses with her mentor and placed a paw forward to congratulate her, but when he saw his denmate go over to congratulate Streampaw he stepped back a bit. He felt a little sad, but nonetheless happy that she'd made friends. When he finally turned to Sparrowsky once again his eyes were bright, a smile on his maw. "Where are we going first?" he asked excitedly.

Tags: Demonic, tansy, feather(mentioned), @silverfire12(mentioned)

[Bern]

Rookflight was seated with his brothers when Willowstar passed them on her way to the Willow Tree to address the gathered crowd. The black smoke tom caught sight of his old mentor Dogsong and remembering their recent conversation he kept a neutral face, not glaring at the clanleader but merely looking at her in anticipation of the upcoming ceremony. He glanced to his left towards Sparrowsky who seemed excited watching the kits standing in row to recieve their new rank and mentor. His green gaze momentarily flicked over Ryestep and then was drawn back tothe warrior. His expression seemed to be less then displeased, casting glances towards Willowstar. Rookflight felt himself tense. Calling to mind what had happened with Pearstripe at the last clan gathering he really hoped Ryestep would keep whatever thoughts he had to himself. Tangleblossom had a point when saying one should keep their head down.
He had been in thought so deeply that he had missed the address Willowstar had given and was snapped back when he heard his older littermates name being called. "Yeah, congrats Hawkpool", he echoed Sparrowsky. Contrary to his younger littermate he kept his own voice under control. He gave an amused purr to Sparrowskys comment about Hawkpool chasing after other warriors and said:"Yeah! Maybe you'll actually do something useful for a change!" He gave Hawkpool and affectionate nuzzle and watched his brown furred brother leave to great his apprentice Mosspaw. He had a weird feeling in his guts watching Hawkpool touch noses with the young cat. Flexing his claws he leaned forward eager to hear the next mentor being called. He felt that if he wasn't given an apprentice today that weird feeling would never go away. And soon enough his own name was called. He got to his paws quickly, acknowledging Sparrowskys congratulations with a tense nod, yet gleaming eyes. "I hope Sparrowsky will get an apprentice as well", he thought while making his way to the young calico molly. 
Duckpaw. He realized who she was when he stepped forward next to Thymetail, who had been named mentor to Duckpaws sister. Of course he knew who she was. Eventhough he usually wasn't too involved with clan gossip it was hard to forget about the kittens whose mothers premature death had forced their RavenClan father to step up and join the ranks of WillowClan to raise his daughters. 
Rookflight gave his apprentice a friendly smile and touched noses with her. "Nice meeting you, Duckpaw. I promise I'll give my best to guide you on your way towards warriorhood.", he meowed, meaning it. He would let her learn at her own pace, he promised himself. He was feeling excited all of a sudden. He had been trusted with an apprentice, a half-clan apprentice nonetheless. Willowstar sure wouldn't give him this task if she didn't think him completely loyal, would she? The warrior looked towards the gray molly on the Willow Tree and nodded in a what he hoped to be very respectful and thankful manner. It wasin that moment that he caught sight of the chilly expression she regarded the two remaining, deaf kittens with. He could almost taste bile up his throat when she proceeded to give them a falsely sweet smile. He forced himself to remain a friendly expression though, casting a glance towards Dogsong who had gotten a new apprentice today. He briefly locked eyes with his past mentor and gave him a nod.
He then turned to the mentor-apprentice pair closest to him and said: "Congratulations to you." Meeting Thymetails blue gaze with his own green one he suddenly felt sheepish. The black tom tried to ignore Hawkpool whom he could see at the edge of his vision. He used to have a crush on Thymetail when they were newly apprenticed and he had watched her as an older apprentice battle training with her mentor and his brothers used to tease him about it. Now he was not a young apprentice anymore, his first crush long died down, yet the memory of the teasing would still put him in a state of slight embarrassement. Rookflight shrugged it of however, turning his head in search for Sparrowsky to atleast give the youngest littermate a congratulating nod through the crowder of cats. He felt quite pleased that all of them had gotten their first apprentice at the same time, this way no one would have to fear falling behind the others. Rookflight had secretely feared that it would be him being left without an apprentice. But here she was, standing right in front of him. He smiled at Duckpaw again. "Are you very excited to start your training?", he asked her.

Tags: (in order) Sloth (Willowstar nodded to her to make her think he is grateful to her), @egotistic (Dogsong), Demonic (Sparrowsky), tansy (Ryestep, mentioned), @mari (Pearstripe, mentione; and then Thymetail, spoken to), owl (Tangleblossom, mentioned; and then Swanpaw, spoken to), JUM!! (Hawkpool), Robin (Duckpaw, spoken to)

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PEACHPETAL / @silverfire12,

The molly's heart warmed as Streampaw 'told' her that she would do her best. She knew, in the back of her mind, that Streampaw's path would not be an easy one, but she hoped she could make her path less burdened.

She flicked her tail, feeling slightly shocked at the new position she had been granted. She started to wonder how she would balance taking care of Streampaw and her newborn kits, but she shoved the thoughts away, telling herself she was more than capable to do both.

She watched Streampaw 'talking' to Birchpaw and Cinderfeather. The warm feelings returned as she smiled.

[owl]

Swankit
Swankit smiled encouragingly as Quickkit shot her a look across Petalstrike before rising to her paws and trotting to the front of the crowd. Duckkit was on her other side, trying hard to contain her excitement as well. Her paws buzzed happily like a million bees. Just after her friend became Quickpaw, Swankit heard her own name being called. Me? Already? I'm not ready... can I uh, come back tomorrow? She looked up at Willowstar with pleading eyes, but the queen either didn't notice or didn't care, because she went on. “...Thymetail will guide you on your journey toward becoming a loyal, respected friend of the Royal Family. May your apprentice days be full of joy and learning.” The kit felt herself walking across to meet her new mentor, but she didn't know who was making her move. It was like a strange dream. Her pale pink nose was pressed to her mentor's before she took a step back. She couldn't tell whether Thymetail looked pleased or annoyed that she was given an apprentice. Her mentor was very pretty. A point cat like herself, but with deep grey-blue tabby markings where hers were faint and orange. And her clear pale eyes sparkled blue in the light. One day I want to look like that. Swanpaw opened her mouth, wanting to say something like "I promise I'll be the best apprentice I can!" or "I'll make you proud." But she didn't know whether that was true. Would she try? Would she make her mentor proud? Would Thymetail be disappointed if she said nothing? Or disappointed if she did? She glanced over at the mentor-apprentice pair next to her and saw that it was Duckpaw! Her sister's mentor meowed a congratulations to them. She wasn't sure whether it was ment more for Thymetail or for her. Probably for Thymetail. But that seemed to spark a but of courage into Swanpaw. Her eyes flitted back to her mentor. Finally, a tiny squeak of a word came out. "Hi."

Tags: @mari , Demonic , Robin
Notes: My kitto is all grown up *sniffles* - want me to start a training thread for these two Mari?

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Tangleblossom
The large ginger she-cat sat in the back of the crowd, ears perking up expectantly every time another kit's name was called out. She heard Hawkpool and Sparrowsky both getting an apprentice. Lucky ducks. Maybe they'll actually do something useful for once instead of tagging on after Duskshade. But her name wasn't called out amongst all the other warriors. How come Willowstar gives two toms who are younger than me apprentices? She let out a huff and rose to her paws, wondering if she should go take a walk and sulk. But most of the mentors would take their new apprentices out for a tour- it would only make her more irritated. It's not like I would want to mentor one of these little stuck up kits anyway. Raised in WillowClan, WillowClan mothers, fathers, they are no different from the rest of my clan. Perhaps if I'm lucky I'll get to mentor Ivykit. But that's moons away... Does Willowstar still not trust me for bringing that kit to camp? What was I expected to do? Leave her there to die? Take her to RavenClan where her black coat would be perfectly acceptable? No. She will stay with me and she will be treated well by her clanmates. Or they've got me to deal with. Tangleblossom padded over to the two new-mentor brothers, her whiskers twitched as she heard the exchange between them. Yes, maybe now he will have more important things to do, Sparrowsky. "Congrats on your first apprentices, you two." She rumbled, dipping her head respectfully. The she-cat risked a smile at the two apprentices- Mosspaw and Shorepaw if she remembered correctly. "You both be good for your mentors, hm?"

Tags: JUM!! , Demonic , lyca , feather
Notes: bitter tangle didn't get an apprentice

[JUM!!]

Petalstrike stood proudly with her kits all around her, being present in their naming ceremony was crucial for her. She wanted them to feel loved and special, this was the first step in their journey to become warriors. It almost hurt to see them all grown up… almost. Her smile was wide as one by one her kittens her given their apprentice names and their assigned mentors touched noses with them… she was especially and fiercely proud of Quickpaw, Swanpaw and Duckpaw. Watch me get these damn kits to their warrior ceremony, sister, stay relaxed and watch me. If she was watching or not… well she liked to think she was.

She smiled at her kits though grimaced at Tulippaw’s words, where had she gone wrong? She looked for Robinheart to see if maybe he could help her correct that but she couldn’t find him in the sea of bodies. Petalstrike sighed and stood up walking towards Tulippaw, though she stopped for a second to lick Quickpaw’s, Swanpaw’s, Duckpaw’s and Rosepaw’s cheeks, when she arrived with her daughter her gaze was that of disappointment. “Tulippaw,” she mewed in her ‘scolding’ voice “That was the worst thing I have ever heard anyone say and I can’t believe it came from your mouth.” She flicked her tail and motioned at Thunderleap, an apologizing look was sent her way before returning to that of quiet anger. “You need to be respectful of your mentor, they will be your teacher and your guidance,” her eyes narrowed “and if I hear you say something like that ever again I will ask Thunderleap and Willowstar to hold you back as many moons as it takes to teach you respect.” Her tail lashed, as she looked down at her kit “are we clear, Tulippaw?”

@silverfire12 (Tulippaw), Zesty (Thunderleap), @mari (Rosepaw), Demonic (Quickpaw), owl (Swanpaw), Robin (Duckpaw, Robinheart)

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Hawkpool was zoning out more or less, the heat was making him drowsy and thoughts swirled around on his head ceaselessly. He was sitting with his brothers and any other day this could have been a joyous occasion but he couldn’t quite shake off the feeling of repulsion that washed over him after one night stands. He was pretty good at hiding it however so his smile remained the same as his eyes scanned all the newly made apprentices and then he heard his name and he was snapped away from his stupor.

“Yeah, at least I get some action,” he mewed back to Sparrowsky and smirked at Rookflight. He walked towards his apprentice, Mosspaw, and gave him a happy smile. “Hey there, Mosspaw, I’ll do my best to teach you everything I know and I hope you do your best as well,” he said before touching noses with him. He looked up at his brothers and mouthed ‘congratulations’ when he saw they had apprentices as well.

“Aww, shucks, I never thought you’d say congratulations to me Tangleblossom,” Hawkpool smirked at the she-cat, falling back on his usual shenanigans “I am officially touched.” And with that he nodded at his brothers and followed them out, ready to star training.


feather (Mosspaw), Demonic (Sparrowsky), Bern (Rookflight), owl (Tangleblossom)

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willowclan ceremony - may 2018

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hymetail walked into the clearing with a clear frown on her face. Even during civil times like a rank up meeting, the pale molly found it hard not to show her disdain for the WillowClan 'queen.' If looks could kill, Willowstar would be more than dead. She looked up at the fluffy molly with an obvious hate. Keeping calm and on the low was proving to be a challenge for the pretty feline. Oh, how she hated the monster. She wanted Oaktalon to stand up and behead her right there.

    Just when her thoughts began to grow a bit too violent, her name was called above a sea of others. She looked up, blinking once or twice. She was both surprised and content. She counted how many leaf bares she had seen, recalling that she was quite young. Did cats usually get apprentices around this age?

    She shrugged, searching the wave of newly named apprentices for hers. Swanpaw... She thought, spotting the mostly white cat react at her name being called. Thymetail brought herself to her feet, padding over as soon as she could and pressing her nose to her. Like Swanpaw, Thymetail couldn't help but notice the beauty of the smaller cat. Most of her fur was a boring white, while her face, tail, and paws boasted beautiful splashes of orange. Despite how much Thymetail wanted to get past judging cats by their looks, thoughts like that were always at the front of her mind. 

    She shook her head. That'd be the first thing the two did together. Experience getting dirty and messing up what most cats were idolized you for in WillowClan. She was new, but she quickly decided that any apprentice of hers would be valued more for their efforts and talents, rather than their looks. 

    "Hello, Swanpaw." She greeted, a slight smile on her face. Her thoughts were still focused on her past of luxury and her hate for Willowstar, but she still tried to seem a little kind for her new apprentice. She laughed lightly. "I'm just as new as you are. How about I show you around a bit. We can head to the lake and get to know each other."

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Pebblepaw

Pebblepaw looked up at his mentor, a small smile appearing on his face. " I'm an apprentice," he thought to himself with excitement. He had waited moons for this moment and thought that it would never come. Now that it had, he couldn't tell how to feel. " I know you will," Pebblepaw said with a nod to Toadmoon. " I wish for me to learn as much as I can for the next few moons."

Creekpaw

Creekpaw looked over at Stormpaw as she approached him, a smile appearing on his face. She had been very nice to him and treated him with respect while most passed him off as a rowdy kit. He chuckled when she nudged his shoulder. " Thanks, Stormpaw," he said with a laugh.

. "Finally old enough to be out of the camp without sneaking out, hm?" That's right. He was old enough to leave the camp on his own, he almost forgot. Suddenly he got even more excited. Being an apprentice meant hard work, sure, but it also meant more freedom. He could finally leave camp without some queen dragging him back into his den to take a nap.

" I guess I am. I guess there's nothing stopping me anymore from tagging along with you on lake trips," he said with a mischievous smile. He meant it mostly as a joke but not entirely. Him being an apprentice meant that he and Stormpaw, and maybe even Beepaw could hang out more. " Us three should do something together sometime. I think it would be fun."

Zesty
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