Lionkit|Kit|3 Moons Old|Health: 5/5|Mentions Directly: Glade, Maplekit, Stormberry|Mentions Indirectly: Harefeather, Wolffang, Hawkstrike, Raindrop, Sunstar, Willowstar|Location: Camp - Burial site

The small fluffy calico looked up at the much larger tom, he wanted to help. If his sister had wandered off, he just needed to help after all. "But...", Lionkit only got out, before Stormberry nudged him and had quickly turned on his paws and left. Pouting, the young kit looked after the deputy. Maybe he could sneak after him? Maybe Maplekit had found something interesting. Yes, maybe he should go. Lionkit was about to bound after the large deputy, but stopped in his tracks as he heard the leaders voices drifting over the gathered cats. The meeting, this would be his first gathering, he needed to stay. The young tom was pulled between where he should go, the meeting or look for his sister?
His blue eyes looked over, as Wolfpaw, Rainpaw, Harepaw, and Hawkpaw where called forward. They were going to become warriors, he wanted to be a warrior. Digging his claws into the dirt, the young calico looked in the direction Stormberry had gone off in. He would see more than enough apprentice and warrior ceremonies in his life, the only one he really wanted to see was his own. Turning round, Lionkit snuck out of camp.
It was easy following Stormberry's trail, the large tom had left shallow paw prints in the dirt. As Lionkit heard voices up ahead, he knew better than to just stumble into whatever was going on up ahead. Turning off the deputy's trail, the small calico tom headed for a bush. Sneaking his way through, Lionkit peaked out the other end. He could see Maplekit, Stormberry, and Glade. They were standing next to two large mounds, that was where... Lionkit had known, he had known the truth, he'd just not wanted to believe it. Lionkit had overheard some clan mates talking about his father death, he'd just not wanted to believe them.
Lionkit stiffened, as he heard what Glade was saying. His daughter? Glade was their father? No, not possible! Hollowfall was their father, not this.... this... stranger. Everyone seemed to hate him, Lionkit had never had a bad experience with Glade, but this...? How could he?
Unbenounced to him, Lionkit's small claws had creeped out and his teeth were bared, the young calico had also moved forward a bit. Enough to maybe be visible.

Raindrop | 14 Moons | Warrior | 30/30 |Camp | Mentions: Hawkstrike, Wolffang, Harefeather, Stripecloud

Raindrop looked around her as she heard the group's new name's being chanted. "Raindrop?" Raindrop mumbled, as if tasting her new name. She smiled softly to herself, she liked the sound of it. Her excitement made her paws knead the ground, her paws sinking slightly into the slush on the ground. She turned around, and looded at her clanmates, her eyes reflecting her joy. It felt nice.

As the crowd quieted again she backed into the crowd next to Stripecloud, "Looks like we're both warriors now!" She purred, At long last.

Clearsong / Slateleaf | 20 Moons | Warrior | 30/30 | Camp | Mentions: Harefeather, Raindrop, Wolffang, Hawkstrike, Sunstar (ID), Willowstar (ID)

Clearsong watched in awe as the four cats were given their warrior names. He smiled slightly, this surely would brighten the demeanor of the clan. As the clan raised their voices to chant, Clearsong merely shyly joined in, chanting at a spoken level, however his heart swelled with pride at how far these cats had come.

"This many new warriors makes for quite the crowded den, don't you think so? Slateleaf tried to small talk in Clearsong's mind. He was starting to get used to her presence, however whenever she appeared, a hot fire spread across his nose.

Clearsong nodded in response, as long as his kin wasn't trying to take control, what use was there fighting her? He licked his paw and tried cleaning his muzzle to cool down his face.

"What's wrong? Where's that typical confident Clearsong?" She forced him to his paws, "Chant with them, you sad excuse for a clanmate." Clearsong growled, he was proud of them, yes, but his current reputation with his clanmates was not all that high after he tried to attack Willowstar. He didn't know if he wanted to chant and praise the new warriors, or stay defiant against Slateleaf.

"I'm not doing this for you, don't think you got your say in what I do." Clearsong growled under his breath before he stood and stepped out of the shadows.

Prowling forward, he stood at the back of the crowd and caught Harefeather's eye. He smiled, taking in a breath before chanting loudly. "Harefeather! Wolffang! Hawkstrike! Raindrop!"

After a moment, the chanting died down and Sunstar continued from where Willowstar left off, yet satisfaction shone in Clearsong's eyes as he stood amongst his clanmates.

Clearsong thought he heard a purr in the back of his mind.

Mumblepaw | 14 Moons | Medicine Cat Apprentice | 18/18 | Camp | Mentions: Snowecho (ID), Sunstar (ID)

Mumblepaw could hear the voices of his leaders and clanmates around him, though they were drowned to muffled chatter in his mind, until he heard Sunstar say his name, and to his surprise he heard Snowecho's name somewhere in his words too. The tom's drowsy eyes immediately shot wide open as he straightened his head to look up at the leader, forcing himself to bite his tongue so that he wouldn't yowl in pain from ache he felt from his neck. After a few low grumbles to himself he paid his attention back to Sunstar, he saw the tom give him a small nod and a kind smile. Starclan, why? Mumblepaw broke out into a sheepish grin towards the leader, quietly nodding back. He instantly felt guilty for not paying better attention to the meeting, he probably missed something important.. this was a true punishment. What in Starclan's name just happened? That was all Mumblepaw could wonder as he nervously looked to his paws and mumbled foul curses to himself. There's no way I can ask around... I'll just have to find out myself. Maybe Snowecho will talk about it when we go hunting, maybe even after the meeting.. and if not I'll just have to trick it out of him.. He thought. Now all he had to do was sit through the rest of the meeting, and this time he would pay more attention.

Harefeather~13 Moons~Apprentice~18/18~Camp~Mentions: Clearsong, Willowstar (ID), Sunstar (ID), Hawkstrike (ID), Raindrop (ID), Wolffang(ID), *OPEN*

Clearsong / Slateleaf | 20 Moons | Warrior | 30/30 | Camp | Mentions: Harefeather, Mumblepaw (ID), Sunstar (ID)

Clearsong watched Harefeather approach, slipping through the crowd to him. He smiled to her, "Hey, Harefeather." He greeted her with a wave of his tail, "A night of vigil and you'll be with us in the warriors den, I'm glad." Clearsong felt the tips of his ears warm, despite the cold. He flicked his ears to Sunstar, "and a new medicine cat apprentice as well, hopefully that furball wont accidently poison us." He chuckled, sitting down again and tucking in his tail to keep it warm.

Horsetail|Co Medicine Cat|24 Moons Old|Health: 30/30|Mentions Directly: Clearsong, OPEN|Mentions Indirectly: All, Sunstar, Mumblepaw, Snowecho, Icepaw|Location: Camp

Horsetail smiled happily, as the new warriors were named. It would be good for the clan, to have so many new warriors. The medicine cat called out the young warriors names, like all other. Horsetail's ears pierced, as Sunstar started to go on. His golden eyes turned to Mumblepaw, as the leader announced the news. So it had been decided, the tom was already older, but hopefully he'd become a great medicine cat. Speaking of apprentices, where was his? The tom asked himself, looking around for Icepaw. He could not find her, where had the young she-cat gone? He wondered, maybe he'd look for her later.
His golden eyes moved back to Sunstar, a bit of worry still showing. He really needed to speak with Stormberry, about what happened in Starclan. Seeing that he meeting would still go on, and not really seeing a point in sitting up front, since- knowing them well enough- the leaders would not accept any help anyways, Horsetail stood up. Moving along the edge of the gathered cats, his mind wandered. Apprentices should soon be named and.... and would a new deputy be named as well? The medicine cat wondered. As he passed by the warriors, his golden eyes moved to Clearsong. The warrior seemed better now, he was glad. Horsetail nodded his head at the warrior's former apprentice, Harefeaher, who came trodding up to Clearsong.
Moving passed the rest of the group, Horsetail walked to the medicine cat den. Horsetail looked inside, it was empty,. They'd need new nest, he wished he could get a chance to talk with Snowecho. The tom looked to his paws, he needed to speak with the other medicine cat. What should he do? Sort herbs? No, he was not up for that now. Shaking his head, the golden eyed tom walked out of the den again. He was bored and that was bad, this ment his mind would go back to the time he spent in Starclan. Lying down, just outside of the camp Horsetail let out a sigh. His ears still trained on the gathering, just so he would not miss anything important, Horsetail closed his eyes. "Stormfang", the dark sand colored tabby tom said, with a sigh.

Stripecloud|16 moons|30/30|Warrior|Camp|Mentions: Raindrop, Hawkstike, Wolffang, Harefeather, Pebblesplash(ID)

"Raindrop, Hawkstrike, Wolffang, Harefeather!" Stripecloud cheered with the rest of the Clan. For some reason, he didn't know why, he felt nervous. He shook it off. 'Rainpaw is now Raindrop, I'm gonna have to get used to the name now.' He chuckled to himself as Raindrop settled herself beside him. Stripecloud flicked his ear, "Yeah, both warriors." That's when it hit him. He was probably nervous because he was thinking of the future. What was gonna happen? 'Woah Woah Woah Stripecloud. Now is no time to panic. Too late, I'm panicking.' He didn't even hear what Peblesplash said. His face still wore a smile though, like he wasn't panicking inside. Only his eyes showed a bit of panic. Hopefully, Raindrop didn't notice.

Raindrop | 14 Moons | Warrior | 30/30 |Camp | Mentions: Stripecloud, Pebblesplash

Raindrop greeted Pebblesplash with a smile, purring in agreement at the note of fufilled anticipation in her voice for the four becoming warriors. She heard Pebblesplash lower her voice and the tips of her ears warmed when she realized it was directed at her. She glanced at Stripecloud for a moment, "He does." She purred again.

After Pebblesplash had started to walk off Raindrop looked back to Stripecloud, he seemed distracted but he didn't visably seem distressed to her. Raindrop watched him for a moment before leaning into him. Whatever he was thinking about, she hoped she could help the tom. Once again, she let out a purr, this time soft and continuous.