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"Flora, Oddpaw, Pipitpaw and Pollenpaw, step forward." As she waits for the four to make their way to the front of the crowd, Pipitpaw limping and supported by his sister, Orangestar descends from Highbranch to stand among its roots.
“I, Orangestar, leader of SkyClan, call upon my warrior ancestors to look upon these apprentices. They have trained hard to understand the ways of your noble Code, and I commend them to you as warriors in turn.” SkyClan's ranks swell this moon with four more brave warriors. If only Mottledove could have survived just a little longer to see this ... Orangestar glances skyward, hoping that her hidden star is watching them now. “Do you promise to uphold the warrior code? To protect and defend SkyClan, even at the cost of your life?”
She shifts her paws beneath her, waiting for the chorus of agreement to echo before her. Satisfied, she nods, and begins with the tallest of the quartet.
"Flora, from this moment on you will be known as Florabreeze. StarClan honours your optimism and adaptability." She has to lean up to rest her muzzle atop the tall she-cat's head, straining her neck with a sharp, quiet inhale of pain. Thank StarClan the friendly daylight warrior is the only of the trio with such a significant height advantage over her. Florabreeze would be a good addition to the fully-fledged warriors, she thinks. Despite her perpetually chatty attitude and apparent inability to be silent for more than a few heartbeats at a time, she is a well-liked molly.
"Oddpaw. From this moment on, you will be known as Oddgleam. StarClan honours your creativity and your confidence." Truth be told and never shared, Orangestar knows little about Oddgleam aside from what Owlheart has told her and that he had once prowled the thunderpaths of Twolegplace. However, between her daughter's assessment and her own small understanding of the tricolour tomcat, it seems that Oddgleam would be adding a touch of mischief to the crowded den.
"Pollenpaw." Proud, shaken Pollenpaw with sharp claws and a sharper tongue. Orangestar's eyes flicker to the medicine den, where Twitchbolt lies, and then closer to where Beetleback stands among the Clan. At least she had her mentor and her father to watch this moment, as one of the best bird-hunters of SkyClan's apprentices becomes a warrior. "From this moment on, you will be known as Pollenclaw. StarClan honours your integrity and your commitment.
"Pipitpaw." It's the last time he will be addressed as such: the last warrior named today would be receiving a wholly new name. Something that suits him as he is now, an eventuality that they'd already discussed. His suffix, too, had been ... akin to a request. Now, with Mottledove gone, Orangestar wishes to honour it as best as possible. "StarClan honours your decisiveness and your bravery. From this moment on, you will be known as Pinefeather."
After each name, Orangestar allows the weight of the new mantles to settle atop the new warriors' shoulders. When she is done, she leans back fully and rasps a proud call: "Florabreeze! Oddgleam! Pollenclaw! Pinefeather!"
“I, Orangestar, leader of SkyClan, call upon my warrior ancestors to look upon these apprentices. They have trained hard to understand the ways of your noble Code, and I commend them to you as warriors in turn.” SkyClan's ranks swell this moon with four more brave warriors. If only Mottledove could have survived just a little longer to see this ... Orangestar glances skyward, hoping that her hidden star is watching them now. “Do you promise to uphold the warrior code? To protect and defend SkyClan, even at the cost of your life?”
She shifts her paws beneath her, waiting for the chorus of agreement to echo before her. Satisfied, she nods, and begins with the tallest of the quartet.
"Flora, from this moment on you will be known as Florabreeze. StarClan honours your optimism and adaptability." She has to lean up to rest her muzzle atop the tall she-cat's head, straining her neck with a sharp, quiet inhale of pain. Thank StarClan the friendly daylight warrior is the only of the trio with such a significant height advantage over her. Florabreeze would be a good addition to the fully-fledged warriors, she thinks. Despite her perpetually chatty attitude and apparent inability to be silent for more than a few heartbeats at a time, she is a well-liked molly.
"Oddpaw. From this moment on, you will be known as Oddgleam. StarClan honours your creativity and your confidence." Truth be told and never shared, Orangestar knows little about Oddgleam aside from what Owlheart has told her and that he had once prowled the thunderpaths of Twolegplace. However, between her daughter's assessment and her own small understanding of the tricolour tomcat, it seems that Oddgleam would be adding a touch of mischief to the crowded den.
"Pollenpaw." Proud, shaken Pollenpaw with sharp claws and a sharper tongue. Orangestar's eyes flicker to the medicine den, where Twitchbolt lies, and then closer to where Beetleback stands among the Clan. At least she had her mentor and her father to watch this moment, as one of the best bird-hunters of SkyClan's apprentices becomes a warrior. "From this moment on, you will be known as Pollenclaw. StarClan honours your integrity and your commitment.
"Pipitpaw." It's the last time he will be addressed as such: the last warrior named today would be receiving a wholly new name. Something that suits him as he is now, an eventuality that they'd already discussed. His suffix, too, had been ... akin to a request. Now, with Mottledove gone, Orangestar wishes to honour it as best as possible. "StarClan honours your decisiveness and your bravery. From this moment on, you will be known as Pinefeather."
After each name, Orangestar allows the weight of the new mantles to settle atop the new warriors' shoulders. When she is done, she leans back fully and rasps a proud call: "Florabreeze! Oddgleam! Pollenclaw! Pinefeather!"
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CONGRATS TO OUR NEW WARRIORS<3
@Flora @ODDPAW @POLLENPAW. @pipitpaw -
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ORANGESTAR ✧ she/her, leader of skyclan | eight lives
— "a scarred white-and-ginger she-cat with brown eyes."
— single ; mentoring springpaw
— speech is in #F18C47
— tags | penned by mercibun, contact on discord for plots.