Silverfang purrs softly as Elkpaw and Cedarleap finish their ceremony. “Congratulations, Elkpaw.” Silver smiles at the younger cat, her head slightly tilting to one side as it sometimes does when she’s happy for someone. The silver medicine cat had listened closely and memorized every word of the ceremony so that she could repeat it with her own apprentice.
Then it was Beetlepaw’s turn. Silver can’t really muster any surprise as Lark twists the ceremony around, using her own words; Silver smiles a bit, both at little Beetle’s awkward answer and to Larkbeat’s interesting spin on the tradition. “Congratulations, Beetlepaw.” She purrs once the ceremonies are over, then glances back and forth between the two apprentices. “Welcome among our ranks. Come.” She beckons towards the Moonstone as she glances up towards the other medicine cats, a twinkle in her eye. “We shouldn’t keep StarClan waiting, now should we?”
"Congratulations, Beetlepaw." Cedarleap dipped her head respectively then nodded at Silverfang, "Yes, let's begin." She padded toward the glowing stone, gesturing for Elkpaw to take a spot beside her. "Just touch your nose to it - don't worry, you'll wake up afterwards." She whispered to Elkpaw, winking at her last statement. She herself then touched her nose to the moonstone, the familiar feel of coldness and sleep clouding her senses.
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Elkpaw smiled at Beetlepaw, dipping her head in congrats before turning her attention to Cedar. She swallowed nervously, listening to her instructions and watched as Cedar seemed to fall asleep. Elkpaw got a sinking feeling in her gut as she crouched, gazing at the stone. Well. Now it was time to be one of THEM. She stretched her neck out and touched her nose to the stone, coldness and sleep taking over her.
“We shouldn’t keep StarClan waiting, now should we?” Silverfang purred. It was time to meet her ancestors. She had no idea what to expect. Did Starclan cats look like normal cats, or did they float around like ghosts? She'd have to wait and see. The ebony apprentice joined the others and pressed her nose to the stone. Her face was cold from the smooth glowing rock's face. The chill seemed to move through her body, and she felt tired. She welcomed the feeling of drowsiness and laid down to rest.
Carried Home is a Warriors roleplay forum. We feature four clans - all four of which have futures that heavily depend on what your characters do - as well as a 50 word count minimum on RP posts, and a functioning currency and shop.
While most of the action does center around our four clans, members are also permitted to make loners, rogues, and kittypets. You can also make both StarClan and Dark Forest characters.