[kennymcnenny]

Username: kennymnenny
Cat Name: Copperpaw -> Copperclaw
Gender: She-cat (amab!)
Rank: Apprentice -> young warrior
Clan: Glacialclan
Age: 11 months/moons
Prompt: this turned out so long I'm so sorry lol
It was happening today, she was finally ready to get her warrior name. She had been waiting for what seemed like forever! But it was happening now and she was ready for it, or at least she thought she was.

Copperpaw was desperately hoping for her name to be Copperheart, she felt like it fit her- her mother always said she had a big heart and she wanted something to remind her of her gentle, and caring mother. She had confessed this to her mentor, Hawkstrike, at one point, and he had said it was a good fit for her too but.. it was up to their leader in the end. Moosestar would know what her name was supposed to be and give it to her. She just hoped that Starclan was aligned with what she wanted, just this once.

Copperpaw was called back to the present by her mentor pushing her forwards, and she realized Moosestar had called her name. She flicked her tail in an apology, suddenly a whole lot more nervous once she could feel all of the clan's eyes burning into her fur. Copperpaw struggled not to flinch as Moosestar landed in front of her, unable to take her gaze off of their blue eyes. She was shaking and unsteady, and already everything else was starting to go fuzzy around her, it was like she was underwater.

She barely got out the words "I do" when she was supposed to, the questioning lilt of Moosestar's meow giving away what part of the ceremony they were at. Copperpaw vaguely heard the sound of her name, of the leader going through the traditions of an apprentice becoming a warrior. She thought that she would be able to face this ceremony with confidence and pride, but she felt like a moon-old kit again, barely seeing the outside of the nursery- all shaky legs and an almost sickening mixture of excitement and nervousness.

All the noise of nature around the camp suddenly came crashing back into her ears, like she had finally resurfaced after being underwater for so long. And the event that caused it? Moosestar calling out her warrior name. "Copperclaw." No. No. No. That wasn't right, that wasn't supposed to be her name. Copperpaw- Claw, stared at her leader in disbelief.

That name was far too harsh for her, far too harsh for the kind-hearted and friendly kit that her mother said she was. Copperclaw barely registered Moosestar confirming her new status as a young warrior, something about compassion and bravery, it felt like she was underwater again. But this time she was drowning, drowning in the knowledge that she wouldn't ever be the cat her mother wanted her to be.

She was pulled back to the surface again by her clan yowling her new name around her, pride shining in their voices and their expressions. Copperclaw caught the gaze of Hawkstrike, who had been hard on her from the start, pushing her to become the cat she was supposed to be. She had hated him for it at first. But now, she saw the pride shining in his eyes, in his puffed-out chest. And she couldn't be mad in the slightest. She looked around her clan as the yowls started to die down- she was nervous, unsure if she would live up to this name, if she would become the cat that deserved such a fierce name. But the sound of her clan, who had taken her in from the start and treated her like family, calling out her name, it was exhilarating. Copperclaw could get used to this.

[ivyy.]

Username: bunnoblizzard
Cat Name: Maplepaw ---> Maplebird
Gender: She-cat
Rank: Apprentice ---> Warrior
Clan: Ocean Clan
Age: 9 moons
Prompt: res! <3

[Kazin]

Username: Kazin
Cat Name: Brightpaw -- Brightcricket
Gender: she-cat, afab
Rank: Medicine Cat Apprentice
Clan: TreeClan
Age: 10 moons
Prompt:

Every cat knows of Brightpaw's unique affinity for attracting bugs. Not bugs that are annoying or detrimental to the clan in any way, but rather bugs that Brightpaw just seems to talk to about her education in the medicine den. Icebird doesn't mind, because it seems to help her remember all of the things he's been teaching her. Brightpaw hardly notices she talks to these bugs anymore, a sub-conscious thing she does all the time now. Her favorite has always been the crickets, their soft chirps and gentle nature; plus, they aren't keen on eating any of the herbs she gathers.

Because of her affinity towards bugs (and crickets in particular), Hemlockstar has decided her warrior name is going to be Brightcricket. It is also fitting because of her optimistic and upbeat personality, something that every cat in TreeClan can appreciate. If she were asked, however, Brightpaw would guess that her name would be something a little less unique - her go-to answer for her future warrior name has always been Brightheart, though she often says her name could be Brightleaf too, on account of her love of herb gathering and herb sorting, a task she will always gladly do for the scatterbrained and often disorganized Icebird.

[mongrel]

username: doggface
cat name: camomille (french for chamomile)
gender: molly (she/they)
rank: messenger trainee
clan: les vagabonds
age: 9 moons
prompt: res

[×Seven of Nine×]

Username: 【Ｅｎｔｒａｐｔａ】
Cat Name: Flamepaw
Gender: female
Rank: apprentice
Clan: Mirror Clan
Age: 6 months
Prompt: Flamepaw wants to be Flamespot when she gets older. She thinks her fur is like that of a sun with sunspots! She is named Flamepaw because she's but a kit still, but that won't stop her from dreaming big.

[Shiver Hohojiro]

Username: All Along Watchtower
Cat Name: Orangepaw
Gender: Molly
Rank: Apprentice
Clan: Clan of the Sea Breeze
Age: 9 moons
Prompt:
Like most apprentices her age, Orangepaw wants to be named something COOL. Orangeswipe? Orangefang?? Orangeblaze??? Orangeblaze would be SO cool as a name.

By the time she actually gets her warrior name, Orangeblossom, she's mellowed out a little on the names. At worst, she thinks the suffix is a little too obvious (of course orange trees blossom!!) but she does really like it as a name.

[xem]

Username: xem
Cat Name: Blazingpaw
Gender: tom
Rank: Apprentice
Clan: Cats of the High Mountains
Age: 8 moons
Prompt:
The sun blazes, as does the fire that is quenched by the trees. What else could blaze so brightly other than his own pelt, and the natural wonders of fire and sun? He could picture it now, receiving his black notched collar as his new warrior name was called out. Blazingsun! Blazingfire! But surely, there were other things that could blaze too. Just like his fur. But he hoped to the stars that his name would not be Blazingpelt, how boring! Conversation came up with his fellow apprentices as they fantasized about their own warrior names, wondering what they could possibly be, and what they wanted them to be. But Blazingpaw was stumped on coming up with a cool name that would click off the tongue, a name that would sound like death itself. Blazingdeath seemed rather morbid, but oh how cool it sounded. Blazingheart? It sounded noble, but was it him? No, not really. He complained often about his issue, but his friends seemed to tell him off, and not worry about it. But oh how he feared getting a silly name like Blazingtail- but his tail was blazing, so he was a just as likely candidate for Blazingtail as he was Blazingpelt. Blazingstar sounded nice, maybe one day he could become commander, and then leader. But until then, he had to settle with something, right? He technically didn’t have to, he knew that, but he had too much time on his paws to not figure out a variant of good sounding names for himself. After spending many nights looking up at the sky, the stars, the moon, he came up with a few that were at least decent. Blazingsoul, Blazingclaw, Blazingtooth, Blazingmist, Blazingwhisper, and Blazingthorn. They all sounded so cool, but he doubted he would be privileged enough to get something so grand. He always had his head in the clouds anyways, would they even want him as a hunter? Would they want him as a guardian instead? A fisher? Eventually the cat gave up and decided he would end up with a foolish name, but still had hope that one name from his list would be his name.

Buckstar sat at the edge of his den, watching the stars as the cats moved back towards their den after the evening prayer. All the cats seemed to move to the back of their dens, out of sight, but a young apprentice sat waiting at the edge of the den, his eyes cast up in the beauty of the night. When Buckstar thought about it, the cat always seemed to be looking up in his free time, full of thought and wonder. He had been keeping an eye on his apprentices lately, as it wouldn’t be long before they became adults. He continued to watch the young apprentice, chuckling to himself. The apprentice was brave and strong, his heart luminous and bright, shining out to his friends and kin. Not only that, but he was committed to prayer and the stars, seeking them for his guidance. And his official name? Without a doubt, Buckstar knew he would be called Blazingsky. And soon, Blazingsky would shine like the sun and give off light to those all around him, as he learned his true name. Buckstar could see it now, the wide proud grin held across the blazing cats’ face.

[ataraxic_gone]

Username: ataraxic_king
Cat Name: shining sun in sky [sun]
Gender: male
Rank: trainee
Clan: tribe of frosted sea
Age: 11m
Prompt:
The shining sun in the sky above him, not a cloud in sight. Warm coming from above, cold under feet below. The cold snow was numbing but with the sun above he felt like he could keep going, travel a bit longer before giving up.

Then Sun is awake and the cold is a distant memory, even as a shiver runs down his spine. It was summer and it was fire season. He'd known the sun back then, back in that memory turned dream, as an ally the only thing that had kept him going but now the whispers are circling and the names of the tribe members make more sense. The sun was a saviour when he was younger but the name that had fallen on his shoulders, Shining sun in sky, was more of a threat than a saving grace. He doesn't know how to feel as smoke gathers on the horizon. None of the tribe throw hatred his way, they don't need to. He was too young to remember the destruction that would come in summer, the fire created by the sun's force that would destroy everything in its path.
He hasn't even seen the embers and flame yet. He looks at his shadow cast on the ground and feels the warmth of the sun on his back, ever-present reminders of his namesake in the sky. Those wise in the clan say that your name reflects you like a mirror. What does this all mean for him? Is this what fear feels like?

[-cosmixtea]

Username: 9livesliz
Cat Name: Flamepaw
Gender: Male
Rank: Apprentice
Clan: Acornclan
Age: 9 moons, or .75 years
Prompt: Flamepaw was a bit boring too him. He needed spice and spirit put into his name. It was the sunrise before his warrior ceremony, and he was bouncing on his paws. Yesterday, he finished his warrior’s assessment with skill. He proved that he was tactic, stealthy, and also swift enough to become a great warrior. He wished his leader would name him something like, Flamespark, Flamefang, or Flamefoot. Something that defined him, not his pelt. His mother named him after his flame-covered fur, but he didn’t seem to care one bit. He wanted personality, not looks! He slept until the strong words bellowed in his ears. The ones he had been waiting for. “Let all cats gather around Highrock for a clan meeting”, the leader called out. Cats padded over to the tall stone in the middle of camp, and Flamepaw pranced up to the sharp rock next to him. He listened, and when he heard his new name, he beamed with pride. “From this day forward, your name shall be Flamewish, in honor of your passion and hope for a new season to come.” His eyes glowed and he nearly burst with pride as he walked silently to the warriors den. “Flamewish. I love it!” he thought to himself, still in vigil.

[faelyn]

username: faelyn
cat name: ayden "little fire"
gender: male
rank: knight
clan: the shores!!
age: six moons moons
prompt:

can i tell you a secret? yes? well.. promise not to tell anyone, but if you do.. make sure to tell it to someone you trust.

still want to hear it? really? you do? okay then.. here it goes..
i never had a name. yes.. not even once.. if that’s what you’re asking. but, it doesn’t bother me much, i’m just kind-of used to it
in a way. being nameless?

now, you may ask why i don’t have a name.
well.. i don’t have a name because.. i don’t really know, but i do know that it’s not because i’m not important..it’s just that i’ve
never been given one. it’s not that bad actually, but sometimes it’s a nightmare.
because in reality.. life isn’t always all fine and dandy. it reminds me of the ocean .. full of storms and some sunny days, too. it
kind-of matches.. don’t you think?

you see.. there were a bunch of problems with not having a name.. cats don’t know what to call you and a lot of other things that
sometimes i try to forget. like the teasing.. i know it wasn’t meant to hurt me, but it still did. and that’s okay.. i think. as long as it
doesn’t keep you from smiling. c:

so yes.. not having a name, it may be a nightmare. .. or just life in general.. but there are things that i can appreciate as well.
like how all around me, reality looks like a dream.

sweet, pastel hues flutter like little larks across babbling streams.. and above my head, wisteria trees blossom with beautiful
butterflies entangled within their budding flowers. it’s almost enough to take my mind off what's to come.. because today.. today
will be very special.
special because it’s the summer equinox.. the day i’ll finally get my name.

i hope my name will be something special.. extravagant even.
like alastair.. or augustine.. actually no. i hate that name, but you get the gist of it, don’t you? but most of all. i want my name to
be dominic. it’s cool name, don’t you think? i really think it suits me.. but my best friend, well.. he says otherwise.

the morning star is the highest in the sky now.
i can see it.. it’s gentle light dancing.. reflecting onto the babbling cascades below.. it was perfect.. the butterflies, the songbirds,
even the gleam of the queen’s eyes as butterflies weave themselves into her soft curls.
i’m excited.. thrilled even! i hope the queen is, too.

i wait.. my lips dancing in an effort to keep the silence untouched.
“you’ve always been a little fire.. the brightest star to ever have glistened in the skies above. you’ve gone through so much.. far
too much for one to have walked through. but you did it, anyway. head lifted high, chin tilted to the skies. your name.. its..”

“what? what? is it dominic?””
a melodic laugh kissed the queen’s lips as she sauntered through the blossom-kissed valleys, her eyes bright as a gentle smile
adorned her features. it was a sweet smile, unlike the mocking ones he had been so used to.

“no, little one. it’s ayden.. i thought you’d catch on.. dominic doesn’t mean little fire.”
“ayden? what-”

but then.. the queen.. eostre.. she was gone.
gone without me to protest that dominic would’ve been a better name.. a much better name.
but.. at least it was better than augustine. or none at all.