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R E D S T R I K E

fourty eight moons // tom // warrior
no mate // apprentice is duskpaw // no crush
hard-working, protective, loyal
overly honest, hard-headed, grumpy
tags: duskpaw

redstrike watched the apprentices one by one as they received their warrior names. his heart ebbed with pride, but his expression showed little of it - only his shining eyes were a clear sign of his emotions. the ginger tom chanted when it was necessary, and all too soon, it was over. four apprentices were now warriors, and their lives were only just beginning.
unfortunately, there was not much else redstrike could do. the apprentices warriors would probably have others to talk to, and then they would stand their vigil - quite possibly the most boring part of becoming a warrior, but it was tradition. redstrike turned his massive body to face duskpaw, who still sat beside him. "training then?" he said bluntly, but without a cold tone. duskpaw would eventually be up there getting his own warrior name, and in order for him to be ready, duskpaw was going to need all the training he could get. redstrike did not wait for an answer - if duskpaw was as intelligent as the ginger tom thought he was, then he wasn't going to turn down an opportunity to hone his skills. the burly warrior lifted himself from his seat, heading out into the forest.

F A W N D A P P L E

fourty eight moons // she-cat // warrior
no mate // apprentice is oddpaw // no crush
caring, bubbly, adventurous
childish, nosy, dependent
tags: oddpaw

fawndapple gave a quick sigh as the ceremony was brought to a close. ceremonies were always exciting for the she-cat, and this one had been no exception. now that it was finished, fawndapple had time to worry about other things. she had been looking out for oddpaw, but he had not turned up to the warriors ceremony. fawndapple's first assumption was that he was resting in the medicine cat den, giving his leg more time to heal. even if that meant they couldn't train, that wasn't going to stop fawndapple from visiting him. the she-cat hauled herself up, weaving through the bodies of her clanmates before stopping at the medicine cat den. before she entered, fawndapple's senses were already hit with the smells of different herbs. the strength of the scents almost made her sneeze, but she shook it away, quietly creeping in. "h...hello? oddpaw?" she whispered curiously, tentatively getting further and further into the den.

F E R N C L O U D

twelve moons // she-cat // warrior
no mate // no apprentice // no crush
curious, sweet, sophisticated
sensitive, distracted, impulsive
tags: open

grr, my muse has escaped me at this point -.- she is open for interaction c;

F O X N O S E

twelve moons // tom // warrior
no mate // no apprentice // no crush
energetic, charming, humorous
hot-headed, proud, rebellious
tags: emberpaw

foxnose's moment of glory was over all too quickly. after the speech from leafstar, he was given his warrior name and sent off. although he had to admit, foxnose was a cool name. personally, the tom thought his name would be more to do with his pelt rather than his senses, but he loved it all the same. it had a nice ring to it. once his sister and emberpaw had received their warrior names, it was finished. over. just like that. foxnose slid through a few cats before stopping in front of emberwhisker, his eyes bright and his chest still slightly puffed out. he never got to hear her finish her sentence, because he was called up to become a warrior. "well well well, look who we have here," the tom mewed, catching and holding her gaze with his own. "emberwhisker - i like it." the tom let his vision tear away from her eyes, to study her other features. the she cat was lean and muscled, well-muscled for a cat her age - much like himself, if he may add. but a soft, pretty calico pelt was laid across this frame, making up the cat that was emberwhisker. foxnose had to admit, she was pretty. he had noticed it before, but never really thought about it. even the nick in her ear was pretty, because it was a part of who she was.

[elfish]

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xxxthe sarcastic medicine cat of stoneclan.
xxxno crush.
xxxtags; beetlekit.
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Tigerstep kept a steady gaze on his son, wrapping a cool tail neatly over his paws. Beetlekit. The firstborn kit - Tigerstep could never forget it. He was a good, safe mix of himself and Timebounce. Safe. So no one knew. The tabby shook his head, rolled his eyes, and sighed in exasperation. Beetlekit spoke with a strange air of maturity for a kit of his age, Tigerstep would admit, though he was not at all surprised. Of course a kit of his lineage would be smart. "Last I checked, kits were apprenticed at six moons of age," he retorted. "You're still a kit, Beetlekit."

The crowd began to roar around him and the medicine cat looked around at the Tall Rock. Ah, Lionclaw. Tigerstep waved his tail high in congratulations and joined the crowd - a rare sight, really, but the tom knew how great of an achievement becoming a warrior was. "Lionclaw, Lionclaw!" he joined in, amber eyes bright. Someday, that would be his kits up there. But he would be here. Sitting in the darkness, shrouded by secrets.

The tom flicked his ears as Crookedtail joined, her gray fur weaving through the crowd. He considered her offer and nodded, tail swishing. "Alright, Crookedtail." With that said, he looked once more at Beetlekit and disappeared further into the crowd, squeezing past his Clanmates to get to the front.

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xxxa friendly warrior of stoneclan.
xxxno crush.
xxxtags; lionclaw, foxnose.
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Emberwhisker.

The calico's chest puffed in pride, soaking in the cheers of her Clanmates as Leafstar announced her new name. She took her place beside the newly named Foxnose, yellow eyes sparkling. Her heartbeat was wild; she simply thrummed with excitement. Emberwhisker! Oh, how her parents would be proud of her now! Emberwhisker stole a quick peek up at the sky, wondering if her starry parents were watching from the sky. And Speckledpaw, her brother. Where was he now? If only he had stayed, then he would be standing right next to her! Emberwhisker shook her head, shrugging off the memories of her brother. That was the past. This warrior ceremony had to mean a change, right?

"Well, well, well," Emberwhisker teased Foxnose in return after the cheers died down and the cats began to disperse. "I'm surprised - I thought Foxheart would fit a cat like you!" Of course, the calico was only joking. Her light tone and laughter said it all, and she swished her tail brightly. "Thank you," she purred, reaching over the nudging Foxnose's shoulder. "Foxnose isn't too bad, either." The new warrior tipped her head as Foxnose's gaze remained on her for a bit longer than usual, and she felt a little sense of insecurity ebb into her. Was her fur messy? She resisted the urge to look over her pelt and maintained a rather neutral composure.

Emberwhisker bounced to her paws and gestured with a tail over to the forest. "Why don't we go celebrate with a hunt?" she suggested, looking at Foxnose and Lionclaw. "Our first hunts as warriors - we can even have a contest."

[Kitty-lover93]

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ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢ- Confident

ᴛᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ- Emberwhisker,
Foxnose

ᴄʀᴜƨʜ- none

ᴀᴘᴘʀᴇɴᴛɪᴄᴇ- none

Lionclaw smiled through the rest of the ceremonies, shouting their names as the opportunity came. They had all received good names; Foxnose, Ferncloud, and Emberwhisker. The names sounded so formal and just... grown-up. Lionclaw had stood up and was about to go talk to his sister when Emberwhisker suggested that they all go hunting with each other. Dark amber eyes bright, Lionclaw turned and gave her a wicked smiled, the sound of a contest too good to pass up. It made sense, too, that they'd all go on their first hunt as warriors together; finally being considered adults was as good a reason to celebrate as anything.

"Are you sure you're up for being crushed?" he meowed, nudging his brother his with shoulder and smiling at Emberwhisker. Despite what he said, it was pretty clear that Lionclaw was going to lose- just look at the names the three of them had received -but it wasn't that obvious to him. Of course, Lionclaw wasn't a completely incompetent hunter, he just wasn't necessarily a good one. He always made too much noise; being tall and having a broad, muscular build worked against him when it came to maneuvering through the undergrowth.