ƑlightClan • Semi-lit+ • [ Final Announcement pg.48 ]

[float away.]

((Oh it is on like Donkey Kong, Oakcloud. ;D Redcloud is definitely going to end up having feelings for that grumpy she-cat. Also, zapping Snaketail, Hazelsky, and Redcloud to the meeting.))

F.r.o.s.t.p.a.w.

Gender: Tom
Age: 9 moons
Rank: Apprentice
Status: Single
Mentor: Barkface
State: Uninterested
Tags: Softpaw, Whitestar, Littlemoth

Frostpaw needed little coaxing to rise his paws and tail after the she-cat. Whitestar's summons had spared him the embarrassment of responding to her comment about his eyes. The narcissistic apprentice felt that the murky blue orbs were the only flaw in his otherwise perfect appearance, and had been caught slightly off guard by the compliment. Flicking his tail tip against her shoulder, he seated himself on the edges of the gathering, avoiding the areas that were heavily populated by the other toms. As Littlemoth was named, the patched cat stifled a yawn as his boredom grew. Her name had nothing to do with him, thus it was an unimportant event that interfered with his personal agenda.

[tyger.]

(Accepted? Thanks xD
And yeah, look out for flying pigs!)

Squirrelpaw

Half blind • twice courage

Squirrelpaw was deep in thought. Her fur lay flat along her spine. She was thinking about becoming a warrior. The whole ceremony lay pictured in her mind... Whitestar's voice announcing that 'you are accepted as a true warrior of FlightClan'... Her fur flying in the wind, pride puffing out her chest, the thrill of becoming a warrior blazing in her heart... It was a long, long way off. But she had something to work for. Hopefully Sweetfoot will take me battle training tomorrow!

Oakcloud

Sweet as honey • strong as trees

Oakcloud rose to his paws and called his congratulations to Littlemoth. He was pleased for her. The newest warrior would be as noble and clever as any cat. That much, he was sure of.
Out of the corner of his eye, the tabby warrior saw Honeywolf. He gazed at her for a full minuite, oblivious to the rest of the Clan, then finally plucked up enough courage to pad over and settle himself beside her. Smiling warmly at the beautiful she-cat, he meowed cheerfully, "Why- hello, Honeywolf! What have you been up to?" His tone was friendly but interested.

[bri']

↠ S W E E T F O O T ↞

Gender ▸ She-cat
Age ▸ 23 Moons
Rank ▸ Warrior
Apprentice ▸ Squirrelpaw
Status ▸ Single
Tags ▸ Squirrelpaw

Sweetfoot cheered loudly for the newly made warrior, calling out the she-cat's newly donned name cheerfully. "Littlemoth! Littlemoth!" After the cheering subsided, Sweetfoot listened intently as Whitestar named the new deputy; Eaglestrike. Once again, the caliby she-cat cheered the promoted tom's name several times before the clan's whoops and yowls died down. She smiled and turned to Squirrelpaw at the sound of her question. "I'm sure he will be an amazing deputy, little one. Whitestar would not have chosen him for the position if he wasn't completely confident in Eaglestrike's abilities." She assured the ginger apprentice. Sweetfoot perked up when Whitestar spoke once more, moving onto a new bit of business that seemed to concern the loner sitting not too far away.

↠ D E L I L A H ↞

Gender ▸ She-cat
Age ▸ 32 Moons
Rank ▸ Loner
Status ▸ Single
Tags ▸ Honeywolf, Whitestar

Delilah was grateful when Honeywolf offered an explanation for Whitestar's call. She nodded, showing that she understood, before following the she-cat to find a place to sit among the clan. The under fed loner listened intently to the announcements that Whitestar was making from atop his perch, gathering information that led her to the assumption that two cats, Littlemoth and Eaglestrike, had received promotions of some sort. It was a bit surprising when nearly every cat cheered proudly and happily after each cat was promoted. She hadn't expected the large group to be so closely knit.

Delilah was about to turn towards Honeywolf to ask a question when she heard her name being called. The white and brown she-cat turned her head sharply to look up at the Flightclan leader, her eyes a bit wide as she had been put on the spot. She took a very brief moment to regain her thoughts and clear her throat before speaking.

"I think that your clan is wonderful, as well as admirable in how close you all are." She said, honestly, though she was unsure what else to add. "Your hospitality is also very much appreciated." Delilah felt that her words might have sounded awkward or forced, but hoped that Whitestar would hear the truth behind them. After years of fighting and starving and hanging on to life, Delilah wasn't really used to giving compliments or showing appreciation. She was unsure what the purpose of her speaking in front of the clan was, but she figured that if Whitestar had a specific reason, it would be known fairly soon.

[luxray;]

Ｗ Ｏ Ｌ Ｆ Ｐ Ａ Ｗ
[[ Apprentice ]] - [[ 10 Moons ]] - [[ No Love Life ]]

Wolfpaw sat and watched indifferently. Unlike most apprentices, he didn't have dreams of his warrior ceremony. His life wouldn't magically get better once he was named. He'd still be blind. That was the main source of grief in his life, alongside his history. And, cats wouldn't immediately trust him, and like him. That kind of thing takes tome, but as he knew well, cats have a hard time trusting him. Part of it might have been his blindness, yes, but there was also his attitude. He was only angry because he had nobody to love him in his life, no mother, no father, and his brother wasn't much for deep conversations. If that fox hadn't shown up that day, maybe my life would be better. I wouldn't be blind, my family would still be alive, and I would be with them, instead of Flightclan.

[Taiyo]

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•Gender: Tom
•Age: 48 moons
•Rank: Leader
•Lives: 8
•Status: Single
•Tags: Clan

The silver tabby smiled at Delilah's answer, it was an honest one and one that he was looking for. He turned his gaze to his clan. "Indeed our bonds are what kept us alive for so long and we grow stronger yet as these bonds strengthens." he smiled to himself then turned to Delilah again. "How would you like to join the web of bonds that defines Flightclan Delilah? You will have to take on a new name and learn our ways but you will be accepted, well fed and cared for. The bonds you'll find here will be stronger than any clan… What do you say?" he questioned softly. It was a bold move, to directly address the loner and ask if she wanted to join the clan even before one full day had passed. But Whitestar saw something in the loner, something that made her warrior and found it redundant to prolong close observation. His eyes flashed upwards - if the nightsky remains clear then his decision is not without truth.

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•Gender: She-cat
•Age: 30 moons
•Rank: Warrior
•Status: Single
•Tags: Redcloud, Delilah,
Bearfang, Oakcloud,
Whitestar

The she-cat barely gave a sign of acknowledgement as Oakcloud came over and claimed the spot beside her. For some reason, the brown tabby was always clinging close to her despite her numerous attempts at convincing him otherwise. He was like a persistent burr that refused to leave her fur and so she had long since adapted to his presence and learned to ignore him and save her breath. Sometimes it was like talking to a brick wall. "You should know better than to chat about such casual matters during a clan meeting." she snapped, tail curling tightly around her paws. "One tom after another, don't they ever get the hint?" the ginger warrior grumbled under her breath. She quickly quietened when Whitestar addressed Delilah and her ears perked up curiously. She watched the she-cat beside her carefully as she responded, searching for lies hidden within her words but surprisingly found none. Did the loner adapted to their clan ways so quickly already? Honeywolf was jolted from her thoughts when Whitestar offered Delilah a position in the clan and she stiffened momentarily. Delilah join the clan? It sounded crazy, they barely scratched the surface of the loner - how can he be sure she's not acting? That she's not just putting up a show just to sneak into their ranks and commit take advantage of them when they least expect it?

(( omg awesome! ;u; I expect one - two more posts for the clan meeting and we can finally. (well after everycat goes to their respective dens) finally! start the prophecy X'3 <3333 I'm really, really excited for this >u< <3 don't know if this idea have been tried before but <333 can't wait <3 ))

[tyger.]

Oakcloud

Sweet as honey • strong as trees

Oakcloud smiled cheerfully. His insides hurt a little at the sharp words, but he persisted all the same. "Yes, I do know better," he meowed musingly. He sat in silence, watching in interest as Delilah was asked the very important question. Good choice, Whitestar... She will help the Clan, I'm sure. He sat quietly, obedient to Honeywolf's unspoken order- shut up and go away. He didn't want to go away, so he stayed, but he was silent.

[SimpleScript]

Littlemoth
She looked from face to face, seeing the either exited or confused and maybe annoyed expressions from the other cats. She didn't really know herself what expression she should give, she hadn't talked to the she-cat but would want to if she joined. Hearing Whitestars important question, it was like almost everyone fell silent and turned their attention to Delilah in wait for her to answer him and they all had their own hopes on what she would answer. Littlemoth herself actually wanted her to stay, to become one of them and to join the others. She looked like a lonely loner and she should get some food since she looked a bit skinny, her fur was nice thou and Littlemoth could have mistaken her as a warrior enyways. But it was always nice to have someone new to join the clan, the clan was like a family and whenever a kit was born or a cat joined the clan, most of them was delighted to see someone new.

Nettleclaw
He had to chuckle a bit to himself as he was sitting right behind Honeywolf and Oakcloud, hearing how harshly she rejected him and it made Nettleclaw smile. He knew that Oakcloud would wait long to get closer than that to Honeywolf, he wanted to say good luck to him but that would seem rude so he stood silent just as Oakcloud and moved his eyes back at their leader. He couldn't see the loner because of the crowd, but he had seen some of her before, she was a healthy looking she-cat who didn't really look like a loner. He had to admit that she was a bit pretty too, he wasn't very interested in eny other she-cat in the clan at this time and a new one just made him more interested like the others untill he spotted some weak spots that he couldn't live with and had to move on to just be alone at the time.
Nettleclaw himself wasn't the most handsome tom, just flat grey with fluffy fur and a thick tail and green eyes. Many others had green eyes aswell, but his was more like grey-green and didn't stand out much either. He was just a plain warrior, nothing special, good at some stuff but not a better warrior than others. Sighing and jumping back to reality, he heard that it was silent and that Whitestar had asked if the loner would like to join. That would be fun, he though and a smile played upon his muzzle as he sat there.

[bri']

↠ D E L I L A H ↞

Gender ▸ She-cat
Age ▸ 32 Moons
Rank ▸ Loner
Status ▸ Single
Tags ▸ Honeywolf, Whitestar

Delilah was rather surprised by the offer. She hadn't expected an invitation to join such a close family, let alone only a day after she had arrived. The thin she-cat was speechless for a drawn-out moment as she thought. Delilah hated her life as a loner, and living with the clan appeared appealing and rewarding. But, there was also so much about clan life that she didn't know. So much that she would have to learn. And in addition, was she really willing to give up her name?

Delilah warred the pros and cons of the decision before finally settling on a choice. The pros of become a member of Flightclan greatly outweighed the cons. "I... I would gladly join your clan, Whitestar." She finally managed to spit out, before dipping her head in both respect and appreciation of Whitestar's offer. She let her gaze travel to the cats sitting around her in an attempt to gauge their reactions to Whitestar's invitation and her acceptance.

[Jinhwan - LEFT]

ᴍᴏᴏᴅ: happy ➝ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ: camp ➝ ᴡɪᴛʜ: the whole clan

∞

"Littlemoth" I say the word inside my head. It has a light and sweet sound to it. I think about how my warrior ceremony will be like. Hopefully I will get a fitting name. Then, as a surprise to most of the clan, I hear Whitestar asking Delilah to join the clan. It isn't anger I feel, but joy that there is someone new to think about and maybe make friends with. My gaze shifts to where Delilah sat. I see surprise in her eyes at Whitestar's offer and I am glad she has decided to stay with our clan. She appears thin and could use more food that our clan has the ability offer her.

[Taiyo]

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•Gender: Tom
•Age: 48 moons
•Rank: Leader
•Lives: 8
•Status: Single
•Tags: Clan

Whitestar's lips curled upwards with a hint victory in his expression but that was quickly erased as the silver tabby composed himself and checked the night sky again. For some reason, the leader of Flightclan felt unnerved during the whole meeting but he couldn't pin point what roused his delicate senses. The night sky stayed clear - so perhaps he was just imagining things? Realising he was pausing too long, the white pawed tom cleared his throat and turned to address the clan. "Then it is decided. Delilah from now on you'll be known as Robinheart of Flightclan. We welcome you to our clan and though not born into the clan, you're now part of our big family." his eyes flickered over to two forms sitting attentively at the bottom of the Fallentree. "Redcloud, Honeywolf as the cats who found Robinheart and brought her here, you are tasked to stay by her side and aid her until she is familiar with our ways." He knew Honeywolf would probably disagree with this arrangement, but perhaps Redcloud's optimism and the task of having to take care of Robinheart would tame her impatient nature. "An eventful night we had and while the night is still young I shall close this meeting and let all retire to their dens. Littlemoth, you are to sit vigil at the entrance tonight. That is all, everyone, you are dismissed." his tone carried a note of finality as the cat leaped from his perch and landed at the entrance of his den and sat down, watching cats disperse and go their own ways. It was his little, odd habit to watch his clan settle down to bed, so it would be long past midnight before the leader would slip into his own den.

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•Gender: She-cat
•Age: 30 moons
•Rank: Warrior
•Status: Single
•Tags: Redcloud, Robinheart

Surprised didn't even capture what she was feeling then. Horror? Maybe. Everything happened so quickly, Honeywolf barely had time to process it all. Delilah was accepted into the clan, given a new name and Whitestar ended the clan meeting - not before he stuck the task of babysitting the new warrior on her and Redcloud. "But-!" the silver, white pawed tabby had already leaped off the high branch, signifying the end of meeting as he returned to the entrance of his den. Honeywolf gave up with a heavy sigh. Pale green eyes shot scathingly at Robinheart as her tail whipped up a miniature dust storm in her irritation. "Know that I still don't trust you loner, you might have taken a clan name now but if you show even a hint of betraying us..." she left her threat hanging clearly between them before she turned away abruptly and began stalking towards the dens. "Redcloud would do the honors of showing you the dens. Do not bother me until morning." she meowed dismissively with a haughty swish of her tail as she padded into the warriors den to retire for the night. Hopefully, she'll be able to get a good night's rest tonight.

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•Gender: Tom
•Age: 34 moons
•Rank: Warrior
•Status: Single
•Tags: Robinheart, Snowdrift,
Shadowpaw

Thunderflame blinked in surprise when the meeting finally ended. A lot of things happened tonight, the warrior ceremony, the appointment of a new deputy and the welcoming of a loner into their ranks. The tom shied away from the explosion of irritation radiating from Honeywolf's aura and he felt a flash of pity for Redcloud and Robinheart. Watching from the corner of his eye as Honeywolf stalked off with an angry huff, he pointedly turned to Snowdrift and gave her an expression that clearly said "See? What did I say?". Standing up, the tabby tom leaned down in a stretch, smiling as his joints popped into place. "Come on Shadowpaw, it's getting late now you should head off to your nest as well." he smiled, nudging his apprentice towards the dens. "I promise we'll start our training tomorrow." he winked at his apprentice, yellow eyes sparkling with amusement. "Sleep well tonight!" he called softly as he turned and began making his way back to his own den. On his way, he passed by the loner and he dipped his head respectfully. Though he was still unsure where he stood regarding the new warrior's presence, he didn't want to alienate the new clanmate. She didn't seem harmful anyways, despite Honeywolf's own opinion. "Welcome to the clan Robinheart." the tabby smiled, "Don't mind Honeywolf, she's always irritated. I'm Thunderflame, a warrior of Flightclan, it's nice meeting you and uh..." he struggled for the right words as his expression turned thoughtful. "I hope you'll enjoy the clan life as much as we all do." he ended with a chuckle, brushing pass the she-cat he dipped his head to Redcloud in brief acknowledgement before sliding into the warriors den and settled on his nest of moss.

(( kay kay! :'D yay finally! it's time to end the meeting! xDD every cat should head to their dens and curl up now! (except for Littlemoth as she needs to sit vigil) once that's done, I'll be starting/revealing the prophecy @w@ hue hue hue...))