Current Territory Status wrote:⟾New Moon [] Waxing [] Half-Moon [☀] Waxing (after half-moon) [] Full Moon [] Waning [] Half-Moon [] Waning (after half-moon) []⟽
⟾Morning [☀] Sunhigh [] Afternoon [] Night [] ⟽
⟾New-Leaf [] Green-Leaf [☀] Leaf-Fall [] Leaf-Bare []⟽
⟾OakClan Weather: Fair⟽
⟾EagleClan Weather: Fair⟽
OakClan
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Beestar ✟ 49 moons ✟ ♀ ✟ Apprentice: ✟ Mate/Crush: Streamstar ✟ Tags: Clan ✟ Lives: ★★★★★★★★"𝒩𝑜𝓌 𝓈𝑜𝓃, 𝐼'𝓂 𝑜𝓃𝓁𝓎 𝓉𝑒𝓁𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈,
T h e tabby’s eyes shone with pride as Artemis spoke clearly, not a hint of shakiness in her voice. Beestar’s own rang out with the sacred words used by leaders for seasons upon seasons: “Then by the powers of StarClan, I give you your warrior name. Artemis, from this moment on you will be known as Dovespirit. StarClan honors your perseverance and loyalty, and we welcome you as a full warrior of OakClan.”
The leader leaned to touch her muzzle to the top of the younger queen’s head. Around them, cheers of Dovespirit’s new name rang out. It was official - she had done it. Artemis was dead; this new, strong, brave warrior replacing her. She was finally a full-fledged member of the Clan.
As the cheers died down, Beestar spun on her paws and padded quickly back towards the tree. She leaped up, perching herself delicately on the branch. “Tonight Dovespirit will sit vigil at the entrance of our camp as our ancestors have done for seasons upon seasons. Now, onto further announcements - it’s time Poppykit, Dustkit, and Fawnkit were made apprentices.”
𝒷𝑒𝒸𝒶𝓊𝓈𝑒 𝓁𝒾𝒻𝑒, 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝒹𝑜 𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓇𝒾𝒷𝓁𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈."
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Jackdawstrike ☠ 15 moons ☠ ♂ ☠ Apprentice: ☠ Mate/Crush: Splashfeather, Ivypaw ☠ Tags: Splashfeather, Raccoontuft"ℑ'𝔪 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔢𝔰𝔠𝔞𝔭𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔰𝔬𝔪𝔢𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱'𝔰 𝔴𝔬𝔯𝔰𝔢,
“ D o v e s p i r i t ! Dovespirit! Dovespirit!” Jackdawstrike joined in on his Clanmates’ cries. This was one of the moments in which he really felt the unity of OakClan. While the cats operated together on a day to day basis, they typically stuck with those they were close to - friends, mates, apprentices and mentors. Now, though, every cat in the clearing raised their voice in pride of Dovespirit’s accomplishments. As the shouts began to die down, Jackdawstrike couldn’t help but bump his broad shoulder into Splashfeather’s own. “This is it,” he whispered, making sure to jerk his muzzle towards Raccoontuft, too, so that she could hear him as well. “Time to find out who the mentors will be!”
ℑ 𝔞𝔪 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔥𝔞𝔡𝔬𝔴 𝔡𝔯𝔦𝔳𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔰𝔢."
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Dappleleaf ☮ 24 moons ☮ ♀ ☮ Apprentice: ☮ Mate/Crush: Weaselstripe ☮ Tags: Weaselstripe"нєу нσηєу уσυ ¢συℓ∂ вє му ∂яυg,
T h e thought of her mate’s father speaking well of her to Beestar made Dappleleaf break into a surprised smile. She looked up to Blizzardclaw, and wanted his approval, for her mateship’s sake. She saw his courage and wit in his son, and was certain that Weaselstripe took after his father. “I certainly hope so,” she replied, though her ears flicked towards the den entrance as Beestar’s cry rang out. “Oh - we had better get going!” There was an eagerness in her movements as the calico rolled to her paws.
уσυ ¢συℓ∂ вє му ηєω ρяєѕ¢яιρтιση."
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Stormpaw ☣ 8 moons ☣ ♂ ☣ Mentor: Elmshade ☣ Mate/Crush: Dustkit ☣ Tags: Falconpaw"Ｃａｎ＇ｔ ｂｅａｒ ｔｏ ｗａｓｈ ｏｕｔ ｔｈｅ ｗａｓｔｅｄ ｔｉｍｅ
“ W e l l then let’s go,” Stormpaw said, rising to his paws. He gave his gray tabby pelt a shake. “Oh, mouse-dung. We’re late.” Beestar was already addressing the crowd from her perch as Stormpaw pawed his brother’s shoulder and darted from the den. He spotted Bearsong and Artemis pretty quickly, as they hadn’t gone far. The two seemed to be chatting with Hazefire and his mentor, Elmshade. Stormpaw padded near them - but not close enough to hear their conversation - and settled down to watch the meeting. He glanced back to make sure Falconpaw was following.
Ｂｅｔｗｅｅｎ ｙｏｕｒ ｌｉｐｓ ａｎｄ ｍｉｎｅ."
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Fawnkit ♠ 6 moons ♠ ♂ ♠ Mentor: ♠ Mate/Crush: ♠ Tags: Creamflower, Dustkit, Poppykit, Sunflare"ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇsᴇ ᴏᴘᴘᴏʀᴛᴜɴɪᴛɪᴇs ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴅᴀʏ,
F a w n k i t ’ s voice felt tiny next to his Clanmates’ as they cheered for Dovespirit. It felt consuming around him; as if he were going to be swallowed up by the wails. He gave his head a shake, trying to focus, but his excitement and nervousness got the better of him. For a moment the young tom thought he might be sick from all the emotion, but just like that, things were falling quiet again.
“Now, onto further announcements - it’s time Poppykit, Dustkit, and Fawnkit were made apprentices.”
Beestar’s voice caught the tabby-and-white tom’s attention, his green eyes snapping towards her. His heart was pounding in his chest, and he shakily stood to his paws.
sᴏ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴅᴏ, ᴡᴇ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ʙʀᴀᴠᴇ, ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴀ ᴄʜᴀɴᴄᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ɢʀᴀʙ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ᴡᴇ ᴄᴀɴ."
EagleClan
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Swiftbadger ☄ 45 moons ☄ ♂ ☄ Apprentice: ☄ Crush: Littleflower ☄ Tags: Redpaw"𝕀'𝕞 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕒𝕤 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥-𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕤𝕝𝕦𝕘𝕘𝕖𝕣-
E a r s pricking as he heard his name, Swiftbadger stood to his paws. I knew this would happen, the brown tabby thought, shooting a glance at Littleflower, though his pride was wounded when he found her eyes hastily darting away from his own. He shoved the thought from his head as he padded forward. He stooped to Redpaw’s height as he touched noses with the young tom. He couldn’t be happier - of all of Foxcloud’s kits, Redpaw was a good one to get, he had decided. He had been around the kits quite often recently as he had been visiting Acornspots, and couldn’t help but size them up, deciding who he would like to train should he be given the opportunity. He often watched them play and had realized quite quickly that Redpaw was a leader of sorts, and determined to become a strong warrior of EagleClan.
As the ceremony concluded, the agile tom flicked his tail across Redpaw’s flank. “All right,” he said, looking the apprentice up and down. “I think you’ll be able to keep up...we’ll try to get through as much of the territory as we can today, and while we talk, I’ll explain some things like the Warrior Code. One second - I’ll grab Littleflower, she and Brightpaw can come with us.” Swiftbadger was determined to force Littleflower back into his life, and the fact that they were now both training apprentices would be a great asset for that, at least in the tom's eyes.
𝕒𝕟𝕪𝕓𝕠𝕕𝕪 𝕖𝕝𝕤𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕒 𝕥𝕠𝕦𝕔𝕙 𝕞𝕪 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣?"
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Acornspots 🌪 45 moons 🌪 ♀ 🌪 Apprentice: 🌪 Mate: Russetswirl 🌪 Tags: Streamspot"coυld тнιѕ вe love aт ғιrѕт ѕιgнт, or ѕнoυld ι walĸ вy agaιn?
T h e silver tabby’s eyes flashed with sympathy. Acornspots didn’t know what being deputy was like, no, but she knew what being a warrior was like. She had always been up at dawn, the first one to volunteer for patrol. She had always been well on top of her tasks and had always been so focused. Looking back, Acornspots knew she had been so uptight and cold all of the time. Motherhood had changed her - for the better, she thought, and had helped her mend her relationship with Swiftbadger. She gently touched the tip of her tail to Streamspot’s shoulder. “I don’t know what you’re going through - I can’t imagine the weight the deputy bears,” she mewed gently, “but don’t let that keep you from experiencing things in life. Things can be different if only you make them. You deserve happiness.”
yoυ're pнoтogenιcally dreѕѕed, тнe converѕaтιon вegιnѕ."
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Quiverheart ◎ 18 moons ◎ ♀ ◎ Apprentice: ◎ Mate/Crush: ◎ Tags: Darkclaw"All these confusing images of what life should look like...
T h e calico queen glanced back towards Deertail before following the dark tom. A lot had changed for him, in the last six moons. She was bitter with Foxcloud. She went from having a happy father and a litter of siblings to it being how it always had been again - just herself and Deertail. A small part of her hoped that he developed feelings for her mentor, Mistflower, as she had always been particularly close to him, but Quiverheart wasn’t sure if she could watch him go through heartbreak again. She trusted Mistflower, though, even just as his friend. Darkclaw’s comment on the weather drew her back to reality and her muzzle snapped towards him. After a moment the surprise faded to a friendly smile, and her eyes almost closed in delight as she lifted her muzzle. “I love when it’s so warm,” she murmured, her tone as fluttering with melowness as the summer breeze surrounding them. Though it wasn’t even quite sunhigh, it was shaping up to be another blistering green-leaf day. A purr rumbled in his throat as she glanced at her companion. “Maybe we should hunt near the stream. I’m sure we’ll be thirsty, the sun should be up by the time we get to the border and all.”
Are just illusions; they are just illusions - that mean so much to me."
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Deertail ϟ 46 moons ϟ ♂ ϟ Apprentice: Eveningpaw ϟ Mate: Tickfang (Formerly), Foxcloud (Formerly) ϟ Tags: Eveningpaw, Bramblepaw"ⱠØVɆⱤ ₵Ø₥Ɇ ⱧØⱠĐ ₥Ɇ, ⱧɆ₳Đ'₴ Ø₦ ₮ⱧɆ ₣Ɽł₮Ⱬ;
T h e ginger-and-white tom paused slightly as Bramblepaw bounced up to them, appearing full of energy. The tom was clearly eager to begin training - unlike his foster sister, who seemed less than thrilled to be assigned to him. The feeling is mutual, Deertail thought bitterly, but instead he just nodded in response to the delivered orders. “We’re just touring the territory for now,” he responded. Swallowing his hatred for Foxcloud and disdain for being surrounded by her kits, he cleared his throat and continued on, his voice strengthening, no longer an unpleasant grumble. “After that - if there’s time left - I’ll be showing Eveningpaw a proper hunter’s crouch and hopefully bringing something back to camp. I’m sure Streamspot will be back by then, though, so you’ll be doing whatever she tells you to.” Deertail hoped that she would stick around - he almost wanted to demand why she and Southstar had decided it would be a wise idea to give him his ex-mate’s kit as an apprentice, but he wasn’t sure he had the nerve. At least her more familiar company would soothe the ache he felt every time he saw Foxcloud’s eyes in Eveningpaw’s own - green. “Let’s get going, I’ve wasted enough daylight explaining.” With that, Deertail led the apprentices towards the open forest.
//gonna post for him again after cradily
฿ØĐɎ ł₦₮ØӾł₵₳₮ɆĐ; ₣ɆɆⱠł₦₲₴ ₵Ø₥₣ØⱤ₮₳฿ⱠɎ ₥łӾɆĐ."
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Willowkit ♥ 1 moon ♥ ♀ ♥ Mentor: ♥ Mate/Crush: ♥ Tags: Sorrelkit, Emberkit"𝓐𝓷𝓭 𝓭𝓪𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓷' 𝓘 𝓬𝓪𝓷 𝓽𝓮𝓵𝓵, 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓼 𝔀𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓭𝓮𝓵𝓲𝓬𝓪𝓽𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝔀𝓪𝔂 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝓱𝓮𝓵𝓭;
A small squeak escaped the tortoiseshell as she tumbled under her sister’s weight. Almost shaking with excitement from the game, Willowkit rolled around, trying to batter her sister with her hind paws. She paused, her eyes filling with concern. “Mom! Pinekit! Applekit!” Tottering, the kitten tapped her sister’s shoulder with her paw urgently. “Everyone left us! We have to catch up!” Willowkit was a rather quiet kit, so she and Sorrelkit got along well, as did their brother, Emberkit. Quite the oddity, a male tortoiseshell, Emberkit was often shadowed by Acornspots. While there was nothing wrong with his health, the queen still worried for him - being different was usually not a good thing when it came to acceptance. Willowkit did not envy him. She was glad to have her space, and glad that Acornspots only looked over her shoulder the normal amount.
//just waitin' on Sorrel before replying
𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓫𝓸𝓽𝓽𝓵𝓮 𝓪𝓼 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓹𝓸𝓾𝓻𝓮𝓭 𝓲𝓽 𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓲𝓬𝓮 - 𝓘 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓼𝓶𝓪𝓻𝓽 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝔀𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓷𝓲𝓬𝓮."
