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

[Froas]

(Quoting for The Sparrow Lord and the timey thing)

ｓｏｆｔｐａｗ

ᴍᴏᴏᴅ: happy, flirtatious ➝ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ: camp ➝ ᴡɪᴛʜ: Frostpaw

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She sighed as she agreed with him, she wanted to be a warrior so bad, but it can be too much longer. One thing that did make her part ways with her sad emotions was his comment. Softpaw smiled and looked at the tom, it made her feel better and she confidently said "I do hope your right, a lovely name to go with a lovely figure, and I wonder what yours will be? Something to match those gorgeous eyes of your would do perfectly."She said as she glanced back over to him, a small smile printed on her face. She felt him tense up just slightly and she knew why, and she knew she shouldn't of said anything, but her big mouth can get others a little irritated at her. She pinned her ears back thinking about it for a few moments, but returned to her normal posture as she looked at the sky. It near sunset and the sky was golden. This was probably her favorite time of day. She stared at the sky and barley over a whisper she mumbled "It's so beautiful..."

The young she cat looked at the sunset for only a few moments longer before hearing the meeting call from Whitestar. Even though she knew it wasn't for her, but for the apprentice Littlepaw, she still began trotting towards the group of gathered cats excitedly. She then let her silvery eyes fall upon Frostpaw, giving him a small smile before nudging him gently and saying Come on, we don't want to miss the ceremony all together, do we? as she started walking towards the meeting place, tail high and eyes bright.

ｍｉｎｔ ｆｒｏｓｔ

ᴍᴏᴏᴅ: cheery ➝ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ: camp ➝ ᴡɪᴛʜ: Sandpaw

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Mintfrost glanced at her young apprentice and laughed, thinking back to when she had just became a medicine cat apprentice and how full of enthusiasm she was. That feels like it was ages ago, even though she isn't such and old cat. The white she-cat snapped her mind back into reality and watch as the young Sandpaw started talking exitedly at what would be planned for tomorrow. There was still the matter of getting a warrior to accompany the two, since catmint is usually near twoleg nests and those weren't the ideal place to gather herbs around."Don't worry, I'll still want you to accompany me tomorrow as well, the only thing is that I'm going to have to find someone to guard us while we gather, I just don't know who yet."

[luxray;]

{ nooooo ferretwhiskeeeeer! ;A;
Wolfey and Piney are just watching o3o }}

[Keriae]

As Littlepaw was stripped of her apprentice name, Eaglestrike let his gaze flicker to Whitestar, wondering what name the young she-cat would receive. Littlemoth. A fitting name, the tom thought. Her creamy tortoiseshell points were akin to a speckled moth's wings. Raising his chin, the tabby look at his now former apprentice and joined lowly in with the welcoming call of welcome. "Littlemoth. Littlemoth." He did not yowl the new name but his tone held warmth and praise as he welcomed the young she-cat to the life of a warrior in service to her Clan. Eaglestrike's voice was one of the first to die down and the tension in the air betrayed the fact that Whitestar had something else to announce. With pricked ears the warrior listened, and his head hung in grieve and respect for the missing deputy. Ferretwhisker had been a close companion and it had taken time to get used to that he would not be seen again as the moons wore on. But FlightClan needed a deputy to remain strong and it seemed that his silver tabby, white-pawed leader had decided that the Clan had waited for long enough. Eaglestrike's head rose just as his name was spoken. He was beckoned forwards - there was no turning back. From that moment, every cat knew what was happening. The new deputy dipped his head in silent thanks and gratitude at receiving the honourable rank. "Thank you, Whitestar. I promise that I will serve this Clan as faithfully and fiercely as I have ever done. Ferretwhisker has left big paw steps for me to fill and I will do my best to show you that you made the right decision."

[SimpleScript]

Littlemoth
Hearing the name she was going to be called for now, she instantly started tasting it and letting it roll in her mind. Littlemoth, I like it. My name is Littlemoth! The voices accepting her as a warrior had such flow that she wanted to hear it more.
She almost couldn't believe that she was a warrior now and the rest of the seconds went so fast that it only fell to place when she saw Eaglestrike stepping forward as the new deputy of the clan, smiling in exitement for him. He had been an amazing mentor and he was the perfect match for deputy, even thou something daggered in her chest when she thought of Ferretwhisker. She sighed a bit but sat down and let her attention flow to Eaglestrikes promising words to Whitestar.

(I'm back now and I was born ready for the propechy to begin!)

[Taiyo]

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

Whitestar smiled at the tom with his head bowed in front, his expression tired but happy nonetheless. "I do not doubt those words, Eaglestrike." the leader meowed softly, his tail flicking sadly in mid-air. He allowed himself a brief moment of grief as he recalled the memories of his last deputy. Green eyes slide close briefly as he sent his prayers to the missing tom - the moment left and the tom straightened himself again. He would grieve later on when he was alone in his den but now, he was commanding the attention of his whole clan.

"It has been an eventful night for us, before I close this meeting though I wish to address one last issue." The white pawed tom gestured towards the loner sitting in the ranks of the cats gathered below. "I'm sure everycat is familiar with Delilah by now." his next words were addressed to the starved loner. "You have observed the ways of our clan and how we work. What do you think of it?" he questioned softly, eyes sparkling under the moonlight. It was not custom to address a loner in a clan meeting nor talk to one as if holding a casual conversation when every Flightclan cat was present - but the leader wanted everycat to pay close attention to her next words.

[foxflight,]

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Snowdrift couldn't help but purr with amusement at Thunderflame's reaction to being called a wuss, a smug look crossing over her face as the warrior turned to his own apprentice for some support. She rolled her eyes, "you should be careful of what you say in the presence of a she-cat, you know, since we are so scary." She meowed. Snowdrift went to go add something else but was cut off by Whitestar who was calling a clan meeting, instantly her gaze turned to look at the older tom and she silently rose to stand, glancing back at Thunderflame as the tom spoke. Without saying anything, Snowdrift followed after Thunderflame over to the Fallentree and sat down beside him. She turned to look at the tom quickly poked his side, resisting the urge to poke her tongue out at him like a kit. Snowdrift turned her attention to Whitestar, her jaws clamped shut as Whitestar begun, silence overcoming the camp, and all that could be heard was Whitestar's voice as he addressed the clan. Her ears pricking forward as Littlepaw was called to step forward, briefly her gaze flickered over to where Eaglestrike sat, she watched the tom closely, waiting for any sign of emotion such as smugness or pride to slide onto his facial expression. But to her, he seemed blank, but knew he had to be at least a little bit proud. Snowdrift shook off the thought, turning her gaze back to Whitestar as the leader continued his speech. When the time came, Snowdrift chanted Littlepaw, now Littlemoth's new name. When the chanting began to die down Snowdrift closed her mouth, tail wrapping around her paws as she awaited Whitestar's next announcement. It was to appoint a new deputy. The slender white she-cat suddenly became very curious, interested to know who Whitestar had chosen. As she looked around camp, she realised there were many warriors who would be great deputies, she had a strong feeling that Whitestar had difficulty choosing between many of the fine warriors within the clan. When Whitestar announced the new deputy, Snowdrift was reluctant to chant for Eaglestrike, but after looking around camp and noticing the approving gazes she bowed her head slightly and chanting the new deputies name a couple of times before going silent, being one of the first to clamp her jaw shut. Snowdrift listened to Eaglestrike's words and somehow knew that he would live up to them the best he could, he was a determined warrior and despite finding the older tom somewhat annoying, she knew Eaglestrike was a good choice to become deputy. Snowdrift looked away from the new deputy, glancing over at Delilah as Whitestar brought of the topic of the loner, her ears pricked forward, curious to know what Delilah thought of all of this.

[[ sorry I haven't posted in the last few days, been busy. also, I wont be able to post for the next couple of days, I'm going away. c:

[SimpleScript]

]Littlemoth
A smile played upon her muzzle, looking at Eagelestrike and hearing his strong promise that he was to follow and she knew that most likely everyone knew he wouldn't ley enyone down. She looked at him and chanted him and was one of the last to lower her voice as Whitestar once again spoke, seeing that the attention fell over on the loner she-cat, Delilah or what she was called. She looked like a strong cat, judging by the features, and she wouldn't want to mess with. Not that she would pick a fight with just enyone, but she just gave the inpression that she didn't or shouldn't be messed with. Hearing that she could become a cat of the clan, her curiousity grew stronger. Is she a good fighter? A good hunter? In need of a home?
The questions roamed as she looked at the sh-cat among the others who looked at her with curious eyes aswell.

[tyger.]

Squirrelpaw

Half sight • Twice courage

Squirrelpaw smiled happily to herself. Littlepaw is Littlemoth? I like that name. And Eaglestrike the new deputy.... Well, I didn't really know him, but I'm sure he'll be a great deputy. The ginger tabby settled herself on her hind paws comfortably. She couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy that Littlemoth was a warrior now, whilst she was simply an apprentice- but, hey, she just needed to train hard and focus. Being half-blind wasn't a problem that she couldn't handle. No, the tabby told herself; she, too, would be one day stepping up to take the role of deputy. "Do you think Eaglestrike will make a good deputy?" she asked Sweetfoot, glancing up at her mentor. She meant the question innocently; she herself had never really had the chance to get to know the new deputy, and Squirrelpaw was interested in Sweetfoot's opinion.

[tyger.]

[Oakcloud]


Username: Jetblack- but you can call me Jet.

Nicknames: Jet is my main one.

Character Name: Oakcloud. It took me a long time to think of a warrior name for Oakpaw, and this was the best I could come up with. I used the name in a story of mine, too.

Adult Name: He is already an adult cat, or at least he has the name he would have as an adult. But if he was to become an elder and change his name, he would probably be Oakflight, in honour of his beloved FlightClan, that he would very easily die for.

Age: 27 moons old. 3 moons younger than the love of his life.

Rank: Warrior ^^

Desired Rank: He doesn't really have any ambition- at least, not rank-wise. He's perfectly happy as a warrior- he has no real interest in becoming deputy or leader, although he'd probably be quite good at it. No, he just wants a certain someone for a mate...

Gender: Tom. Despite not being a huge or massively muscular cat, Oakcloud has a natural masculine look about him. He is charmingly handsome, but is quite modest about it.



Fur Appearance: Oakcloud's base colour is a light, dappled brown, the colour of autumn leaves. Then, he has thick black stripes that ripple along his muscle structure and black tips to his ears and tail. His belly is a lighter, creamier brown, and he has one blue eye and one green eye, although the similarities between them are plentiful; you only know they are different colours if you look very closely. He has quite thick fur.

Body Structure: Oakcloud is tall and well-muscled, and it would be difficult to bet him in a fight purely about strength. However, he has the advantage of a longer-than-average tail, so he is quite well-balanced. He wouldn't be described as stocky; merely well built, and he has medium length legs.

Eye Color: Oakcloud has a rather unusual eye colour. One eye, his right, is green. Tinted with emerald, and mossy swirls, it signifies forest and nature. His left eye is blue- dotted with aquamarine and teal. It means freshness and youth. He was born with these colours and, as a young kit, was sometimes teased for it. Now, they are so closely resembled to one another that it is almost impossible to tell them apart.

Personality: He's a natural leader- he has a way about him that has cats falling over to obey him. He is polite and friendly to his fellow warriors, treating them as the honourable cats he sees them as. He adores... Well... There is that special cat, but I'll leave you waiting for a little longer He loves FlightClan, and does not believe in forcing cats to do anything. He can persuade any warrior or apprentice to follow beside him simply by his actions or words. He's a very handsome cat but doesn't really bother about his appearance.




Likes: Oakcloud enjoys teaching. He loves mentoring apprentices, and has a great way with them- but he can be strict, although he hates it. He also... Alright, I'll tell you. Oakcloud has two loves in his life. One is FlightClan. The other is Honeywolf. He loved her from the moment he set eyes on her. He's never told any cat, although everyone knows. It's obvious. He can't even mention her name without his eyes clouding over. He would do anything, anything, to be her mate. Oakcloud tries not to act all lovey-doves whenever Honeywolf is around, but often he can't help himself.

Dislikes: Cats who don't like Honeywolf. In his eyes, she is faultless. She can do no wrong. He refuses to ancnowledge her sharp tongue. If she is angry with him, well- at least she's talking to him! This is Oakcloud's mindset
He also hates kittypets. He's just got a thing about them. Rogues and loners are okay if they don't threaten the Clan, but... Not kittypets. Never kittypets.

History: Born in FlightClan, this tabby tomcat has lived his whole life in the Clan. He's a good friend to most, and he's always willing to give a smile or a good word to any cat (but, of course, especially Honeywolf). He met a kittypet once as an apprentice, on his assessment, and attacked it. He didn't pass the assessment, and had to wait three moons for another one. Finally, he took his warrior name of Oakcloud. When he's not patrolling or doing warrior duties, he either sits mooning about Honeywolf or goes and plays with the kits or apprentices. They all love him. He's very friendly and gentle with them.

Kin/Relatives: An only kit, his only kin was his mother, Cindersun, and his father, Bramblescratch. He resembles Bramblescratch in a few ways, but has inherited Cindersun's warm personality and determination.

Strengths: Oakcloud is a good fighter, partly because of his strength and partly because he's too protective to let anything hurt his precious FlightClan. He's also clever, and can think of a strategy for attack or a new move for hunting fairly easily.

Weaknesses: Anything to do with Honeywolf. If she told him to become a kittypet, he would. If she told him to throw himself off a cliff, he would. He's basically her servant.
He finds it hard to hunt properly, because of his weight, but is better at it now he's had lots of practise. And he struggles with lying, too- which can be a weakness in some cercumstances.

[Taiyo]

(( Oakcloud is accepted! xDD an admirer for Honeywolf? The world must be ending ))