Post by mewmehh on Oct 2, 2019 21:32:48 GMT
Lapping gently from the small puddles outside camp, formed from the waterfall’s spray, Sablestar purred and arched his back in a stretch. He moved lazily and with a hum in his throat as he pulled back from the pool to look over his shoulder at his clan. Things had settled down more quickly than he had anticipated since Rootclan and Mothclan’s visit, but he wasn’t about to look a gift horse in the mouth. Mistclan needed the aid of the autumn winds and with the blazing heat of Greenleaf gone, they would need all the hunting opportunities possible. But that didn’t mean they couldn’t also be comfortable on their way to Leafbare. Already bellies were fuller than they had been and spirits more chipper now that the gusty breezes could reach their camp caves. The days were shorter and easier.
The leader’s hum deepened as he padded through camp, beaming as he passed the Nursery. While the last few moons had been quiet and empty, this past moon had brought with it plenty of buzzing noise and excitement. Kits had been born and more were on the way, of which his own grandkits were included. How could he not be on cloud nine? His family and cats were happy and healthy and the land had recovered from the extent of their good graces. Starclan shined on behalf of Mistclan’s chivalry and was blessing them in turn.
A thought tickled him; what better a time to celebrate, he wondered. Than now? With a skip in his step, the burly leader made his way to his stony alcove and hauled himself up onto the ledge. Spinning around to get comfortable, he settled and placed his warm gaze upon the clearing. "Cats of the clan old enough to cross the waterfall gather here for a clan meeting!" With his voice carrying loudly across the cavern of echoing chatter, he sat back and smiled. What a good day today will be.
”I hope you’ve all been having a good day so far,” he started with a thoughtful hum. ”Hunting’s been well and you’ve all been working hard to recover from our guests. Thank you for that.” He dipped his head a bit before raising it higher than before. ”I think it’s about time that you have some more help, don’t you think? After all, we have a bunch of strapping young cat apprentices more than ready to become warriors. Let’s have them help us carry the load. Duskpaw, Torrentpaw, Foxpaw, Rabbitpaw, Rampaw, Gladepaw, and Twistpaw! Step forward, please!!”
”Duskpaw, I have heard of your relentless will and seen you train. You carry with you a strong flame, the burning heart of a warrior. For that, I name you Duskfire. Burn bright and strong as a warrior too!”
”Torrentpaw, you have shown a lot of growth. You do not allow for your calmness to be a weakness; instead, you calculate and capitalize on the moment. I see much of myself in you in that regard. I name you Torrentclaw and hope as a young warrior, you continue to show that steady and slow, too, can win the race.”
”Foxpaw, you have shown yourself to be an amicable cat, but also a cunning one. You’ve trained hard and yet find the time to care for yourself. Your self-discipline must be exemplary. I shall name you Foxpelt, a name to match such a pelt as your own. Wear it with pride as it is now what will protect you as a warrior.”
Sablestar took a moment to catch his breath. Still more to go!!
”Rabbitpaw, you are a friend to all. A supportive shoulder to rest upon and always with keen ears open, you’ve dedicated yourself to your clanmates and that’s as strong a warrior trait as I’ve ever seen. You shall be known as Rabbitheart, so that everyone can know of your goodness.”
”Rampaw, you are full of energy. Of questions. You have a zeal about you that is ever-present and infectious. It makes you want to just get up and go, doesn’t it? For this, you shall be known as Ramlight. Be a beacon for your peers and energize on the battleground as well as the Niyike Meadows.”
”Gladepaw, always with some pep in your step! You’ve zipped your way through apprenticehood and have done remarkably well. Still, you seem to find the time to goof around. Perhaps the duties of a warrior will keep your paws busier. I name you Gladebreeze, in honor of your nature, but also as a symbol of constant change. You keep the clan in motion, and that’s something to be proud of.”
”Twistpaw, you may not have been born of Mistclan blood, but you barreled into our earth. You’ve bleed and cried and worked yourself to the bone to learn it, protect it. Mistclan is just as dedicated to you as your are to Mistclan. Now it courses within you. You will be known as Twistsong from this day forward; outspoken and honest, you are an inspiration to the clan. Keep singing your song and carry on our legacy as a warrior of Mistclan! All of you!!” His voice boomed with vigor.
”You all wear the title of Mistclan Warrior with honor and poise, for you will all attend this next Gathering. Now, time to celebrate!! Here here!! Remember that you’ll need to sit in silence for tonight’s vigil, but until then, be merry and full!!”
The leader’s hum deepened as he padded through camp, beaming as he passed the Nursery. While the last few moons had been quiet and empty, this past moon had brought with it plenty of buzzing noise and excitement. Kits had been born and more were on the way, of which his own grandkits were included. How could he not be on cloud nine? His family and cats were happy and healthy and the land had recovered from the extent of their good graces. Starclan shined on behalf of Mistclan’s chivalry and was blessing them in turn.
A thought tickled him; what better a time to celebrate, he wondered. Than now? With a skip in his step, the burly leader made his way to his stony alcove and hauled himself up onto the ledge. Spinning around to get comfortable, he settled and placed his warm gaze upon the clearing. "Cats of the clan old enough to cross the waterfall gather here for a clan meeting!" With his voice carrying loudly across the cavern of echoing chatter, he sat back and smiled. What a good day today will be.
”I hope you’ve all been having a good day so far,” he started with a thoughtful hum. ”Hunting’s been well and you’ve all been working hard to recover from our guests. Thank you for that.” He dipped his head a bit before raising it higher than before. ”I think it’s about time that you have some more help, don’t you think? After all, we have a bunch of strapping young cat apprentices more than ready to become warriors. Let’s have them help us carry the load. Duskpaw, Torrentpaw, Foxpaw, Rabbitpaw, Rampaw, Gladepaw, and Twistpaw! Step forward, please!!”
”Duskpaw, I have heard of your relentless will and seen you train. You carry with you a strong flame, the burning heart of a warrior. For that, I name you Duskfire. Burn bright and strong as a warrior too!”
”Torrentpaw, you have shown a lot of growth. You do not allow for your calmness to be a weakness; instead, you calculate and capitalize on the moment. I see much of myself in you in that regard. I name you Torrentclaw and hope as a young warrior, you continue to show that steady and slow, too, can win the race.”
”Foxpaw, you have shown yourself to be an amicable cat, but also a cunning one. You’ve trained hard and yet find the time to care for yourself. Your self-discipline must be exemplary. I shall name you Foxpelt, a name to match such a pelt as your own. Wear it with pride as it is now what will protect you as a warrior.”
Sablestar took a moment to catch his breath. Still more to go!!
”Rabbitpaw, you are a friend to all. A supportive shoulder to rest upon and always with keen ears open, you’ve dedicated yourself to your clanmates and that’s as strong a warrior trait as I’ve ever seen. You shall be known as Rabbitheart, so that everyone can know of your goodness.”
”Rampaw, you are full of energy. Of questions. You have a zeal about you that is ever-present and infectious. It makes you want to just get up and go, doesn’t it? For this, you shall be known as Ramlight. Be a beacon for your peers and energize on the battleground as well as the Niyike Meadows.”
”Gladepaw, always with some pep in your step! You’ve zipped your way through apprenticehood and have done remarkably well. Still, you seem to find the time to goof around. Perhaps the duties of a warrior will keep your paws busier. I name you Gladebreeze, in honor of your nature, but also as a symbol of constant change. You keep the clan in motion, and that’s something to be proud of.”
”Twistpaw, you may not have been born of Mistclan blood, but you barreled into our earth. You’ve bleed and cried and worked yourself to the bone to learn it, protect it. Mistclan is just as dedicated to you as your are to Mistclan. Now it courses within you. You will be known as Twistsong from this day forward; outspoken and honest, you are an inspiration to the clan. Keep singing your song and carry on our legacy as a warrior of Mistclan! All of you!!” His voice boomed with vigor.
”You all wear the title of Mistclan Warrior with honor and poise, for you will all attend this next Gathering. Now, time to celebrate!! Here here!! Remember that you’ll need to sit in silence for tonight’s vigil, but until then, be merry and full!!”