Post by GnawingOnIce on Jan 12, 2020 16:37:11 GMT
Dogstar shifted his paws beneath him with his back to the entrance of his den. His mind had been troubled lately, with news of Silvermist’s death. What was he supposed to tell his Clan? That IvyClan was walking a thin line, killing MistClan’s cats like that? He squinted his eyes shut for a moment then turned and padded out of his den and jumped up onto the rock ledge.
”All cats old enough to cross the waterfall, please gather here for a Clan meeting.” he called out, his voice echoing across the walls.
After it seemed all had gathered, he began to speak.
”My Clanmates, friends, family, this moon we only have one apprentice to name but she is no less important. Doekit, please come forward.” he waited a moment for the cream and gray she-kit to emerge from the crowd. ”Doekit, from this moment forward until you receive your warrior name you will be known as Doepaw. Your mentor will be Turtletongue.” the tom chanted her new name with the rest of the Clan then spoke again.
”Although we have no warriors to name this moon, Silvermist’s kits show promise, and Snowstorm and Honeywing are taking great care of them as we speak.”
“On a more grave matter, I regret to tell you that Silvermist’s dead body was found on IvyClan’s side of the border by one of our patrols. I have reason to believe a cat from IvyClan killed her, but I can’t think of why.” he allowed a moment of silence to allow anyone who wasn’t aware of this information already to process it, then spoke again.
”But don’t worry, my Clan. I don’t wish to go to war with IvyClan or have any quarrels with them and I don’t plan to unless absolutely necessary. Heronstar is a great leader and at the next gathering I will see her opinion on this. That is all for now.” Dogstar bowed his head to them and jumped down from the rock ledge. The brown tom made his way toward the nursery to check on Honeywing, then maybe he would go visit Toffee and get her opinion on this troubling matter.
In the back of the crowd, a dark figure sat and listened intently. Hmm. IvyClan killed Silvermist, eh? The split-faced, odd-eyed tom flicked an ear and turned away as his leader bowed his head. He made way for the waterfall and the chilly, though thawing, forest outside. He had to think, and figure out what he wanted to do to make matters worse for MistClan.
Tags;; MistClan cats
Notes;; edited 01/19 with Doekit’s ceremony
”All cats old enough to cross the waterfall, please gather here for a Clan meeting.” he called out, his voice echoing across the walls.
After it seemed all had gathered, he began to speak.
”My Clanmates, friends, family, this moon we only have one apprentice to name but she is no less important. Doekit, please come forward.” he waited a moment for the cream and gray she-kit to emerge from the crowd. ”Doekit, from this moment forward until you receive your warrior name you will be known as Doepaw. Your mentor will be Turtletongue.” the tom chanted her new name with the rest of the Clan then spoke again.
”Although we have no warriors to name this moon, Silvermist’s kits show promise, and Snowstorm and Honeywing are taking great care of them as we speak.”
“On a more grave matter, I regret to tell you that Silvermist’s dead body was found on IvyClan’s side of the border by one of our patrols. I have reason to believe a cat from IvyClan killed her, but I can’t think of why.” he allowed a moment of silence to allow anyone who wasn’t aware of this information already to process it, then spoke again.
”But don’t worry, my Clan. I don’t wish to go to war with IvyClan or have any quarrels with them and I don’t plan to unless absolutely necessary. Heronstar is a great leader and at the next gathering I will see her opinion on this. That is all for now.” Dogstar bowed his head to them and jumped down from the rock ledge. The brown tom made his way toward the nursery to check on Honeywing, then maybe he would go visit Toffee and get her opinion on this troubling matter.
In the back of the crowd, a dark figure sat and listened intently. Hmm. IvyClan killed Silvermist, eh? The split-faced, odd-eyed tom flicked an ear and turned away as his leader bowed his head. He made way for the waterfall and the chilly, though thawing, forest outside. He had to think, and figure out what he wanted to do to make matters worse for MistClan.
Tags;; MistClan cats
Notes;; edited 01/19 with Doekit’s ceremony