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GUTTA CAVAT LAPIDEM : another moon. the gathering looms ever closer and with it a bitter, biting chill. cicadastar’s eyes linger skyward as be steps towards jutting river rock, the sound of babbling river rioting against gusting winds. the days seem shorter now, shrouded in the darkness of oncoming leafbare. should his mother be believed, the brittle ache stirring beneath his time - worn pawpads would foretell poor weather. a harsh cold. he thinks of the gathering prior and the worry kindling beneath his sternum catches wind -- they could afford little infighting as prey burrow deep into their hideaways, and the storm rioting behind windclan and shadowclan borders tangle far too close to their friends just across the river. bicolored curls ruffle wildly, grey clouds rolling slowly over a darkening sunset overhead. a vicious, burning orange heaven. the man bunches his muscles, steels, and launches himself towards a sky of honey - tinged blood.
claws meet stone first, paws landing amongst the pale, repetitive scuffs and eyes are already finding him. leafbare is coming and they look to him, backlit against rotten citrus clouds. he swallows hard, “ all those old enough to swim gather beneath the riverrock for a clan meeting. “ a familiar call. it rings low and deep above the rustling of disturbed willow branches overhead, reverberating through overturned leaves. nearby warriors begin to gather and . . there are so many of them. they are great in numbers, the river's bounty filling their bellies until they are stand plump and thick with muscle. the waters cool further with each day. he makes a mental note to take a patrol for a duck hunt -- perhaps he could track down the last of the lingering migration, especially now that they had new warriors. for a moment he blots the nerves from his mind, straightening his shoulders and allowing a small, warm smile to grace his maw, "first and foremost, it's my honor to welcome two new warriors. "
“ lakepaw, please step forward. “ houndsnarl’s apprentice. he resists the urge to find him amongst the crowd — to meet flowerstem eyes and etch his expression to memory, the shine of pride he knows resides bright and beaming on tabby features, “ i, cicadastar, call upon my warrior ancestors to look down on this apprentice. she has trained hard to understand the ways of riverclan, and i commend her to you as a warrior in her turn. lakepaw, do you promise to protect and defend this clan, even at the cost of your life? “ i do. “ then by the power of starclan, you are now lakemoon. “ like light on water, swift and fluid. she would do riverclan proud. the mottled felidae smiles, his fluffy tail coming to wrap loose around his sharp knuckles. his eyes then move, picking out a growing - familiar blue felidae amongst the crowd.
“ and brook — youve trained hard during your time with us, and thus i call down upon my warrior ancestors to look down upon you now. do you promise to promise to protect and defend this clan, even at the cost of your life? “ i do. “ then with the stars as my witness, i name you rainflower. “ a chorus of noise, of voices. lakemoon, rainflower! lakemoon, rainflower! “ may starclan light your paths. “
“ now — “ the tall felidae stands a little straighter, orbital ears twitching upward. curly whiskers twitch in excitement, a glimmer reaching icy depth, “ we have quite a few new apprentices this moon. i ask you all to please step forward. “
" koi, today you will begin your apprenticeship. from this day forward, you will be known as koipaw. lightningstone will be your mentor. " his first apprentice, save buckgait. he nearly snorts at the thought, " i trust he will teach you well. "
then, a young tom, his name familiar only by falling hushed and earnest from the newly - dubbed rainflower . . in search of a better life. he knew the feeling all too well, " storm. you've been brought to riverclan to learn the ways of being a warrior -- today you will begin your apprenticeship. from this day forward, you will be known as stormpaw. buckgait will be your mentor. " her first. icy luminaries find the brown molly. he dips his head, " i hope she passes all she knows onto you. " good things. he could trust her. the man forces his curls flat.
" minnowkit. from this day forward, you will be known as minnowpaw. dogteeth will be your mentor. " should he find him in the crowd, cicadastar would send the blond a teasing smile, " i expect you two will get along. teach her well. " he clears his throat, "fog, you will now be known as fogpaw. snakeblink will be your mentor. " a deep breath, " mistkit. from this day forward, you will be known as mistpaw. coyotecreek will be your mentor. " he finds the two, hopes they get along as well, " boarpaw, you will be taught by whitetail ( npc ) until your mentor coldstorm returns to warrior duties. " the pregnant molly would need time in the nursery, especially with it nearing time. he . . thinks, "algaekit, you are now to be known as algaepaw, to be mentored by silverstripe. " so many new faces. so many mouths to feed. his jaw tightens, " frostpaw, you are now to be mentored by clayfur. and darkpaw, you are to now be mentored by houndsnarl. " clayfur's first apprentice. he was eager to see how the tabby did, " chamomilepaw, you are to be mentored by redpath and forestpaw, you are to be mentored by splashfoot ( npc )."
and finally . . " leechpaw. " his mentor had passed. an old warrior, sickly -- his passing had been expected and yet still his chest tightens. he thinks of quietpaw. he does not think of pumpkinpaw, despite the fire - laden claws that rip at his heart in memory and he looks now at the dark - coated child, wonders of the connection they had. cicadastar forces a smile, " from this day forward, i will be your mentor. "
activity shoutouts to @Snakeblink @Smokethroat @CRAPPIEPAW and @Redpath !! i love seeing y'all around, keep up the good work!
claws meet stone first, paws landing amongst the pale, repetitive scuffs and eyes are already finding him. leafbare is coming and they look to him, backlit against rotten citrus clouds. he swallows hard, “ all those old enough to swim gather beneath the riverrock for a clan meeting. “ a familiar call. it rings low and deep above the rustling of disturbed willow branches overhead, reverberating through overturned leaves. nearby warriors begin to gather and . . there are so many of them. they are great in numbers, the river's bounty filling their bellies until they are stand plump and thick with muscle. the waters cool further with each day. he makes a mental note to take a patrol for a duck hunt -- perhaps he could track down the last of the lingering migration, especially now that they had new warriors. for a moment he blots the nerves from his mind, straightening his shoulders and allowing a small, warm smile to grace his maw, "first and foremost, it's my honor to welcome two new warriors. "
“ lakepaw, please step forward. “ houndsnarl’s apprentice. he resists the urge to find him amongst the crowd — to meet flowerstem eyes and etch his expression to memory, the shine of pride he knows resides bright and beaming on tabby features, “ i, cicadastar, call upon my warrior ancestors to look down on this apprentice. she has trained hard to understand the ways of riverclan, and i commend her to you as a warrior in her turn. lakepaw, do you promise to protect and defend this clan, even at the cost of your life? “ i do. “ then by the power of starclan, you are now lakemoon. “ like light on water, swift and fluid. she would do riverclan proud. the mottled felidae smiles, his fluffy tail coming to wrap loose around his sharp knuckles. his eyes then move, picking out a growing - familiar blue felidae amongst the crowd.
“ and brook — youve trained hard during your time with us, and thus i call down upon my warrior ancestors to look down upon you now. do you promise to promise to protect and defend this clan, even at the cost of your life? “ i do. “ then with the stars as my witness, i name you rainflower. “ a chorus of noise, of voices. lakemoon, rainflower! lakemoon, rainflower! “ may starclan light your paths. “
“ now — “ the tall felidae stands a little straighter, orbital ears twitching upward. curly whiskers twitch in excitement, a glimmer reaching icy depth, “ we have quite a few new apprentices this moon. i ask you all to please step forward. “
" koi, today you will begin your apprenticeship. from this day forward, you will be known as koipaw. lightningstone will be your mentor. " his first apprentice, save buckgait. he nearly snorts at the thought, " i trust he will teach you well. "
then, a young tom, his name familiar only by falling hushed and earnest from the newly - dubbed rainflower . . in search of a better life. he knew the feeling all too well, " storm. you've been brought to riverclan to learn the ways of being a warrior -- today you will begin your apprenticeship. from this day forward, you will be known as stormpaw. buckgait will be your mentor. " her first. icy luminaries find the brown molly. he dips his head, " i hope she passes all she knows onto you. " good things. he could trust her. the man forces his curls flat.
" minnowkit. from this day forward, you will be known as minnowpaw. dogteeth will be your mentor. " should he find him in the crowd, cicadastar would send the blond a teasing smile, " i expect you two will get along. teach her well. " he clears his throat, "fog, you will now be known as fogpaw. snakeblink will be your mentor. " a deep breath, " mistkit. from this day forward, you will be known as mistpaw. coyotecreek will be your mentor. " he finds the two, hopes they get along as well, " boarpaw, you will be taught by whitetail ( npc ) until your mentor coldstorm returns to warrior duties. " the pregnant molly would need time in the nursery, especially with it nearing time. he . . thinks, "algaekit, you are now to be known as algaepaw, to be mentored by silverstripe. " so many new faces. so many mouths to feed. his jaw tightens, " frostpaw, you are now to be mentored by clayfur. and darkpaw, you are to now be mentored by houndsnarl. " clayfur's first apprentice. he was eager to see how the tabby did, " chamomilepaw, you are to be mentored by redpath and forestpaw, you are to be mentored by splashfoot ( npc )."
and finally . . " leechpaw. " his mentor had passed. an old warrior, sickly -- his passing had been expected and yet still his chest tightens. he thinks of quietpaw. he does not think of pumpkinpaw, despite the fire - laden claws that rip at his heart in memory and he looks now at the dark - coated child, wonders of the connection they had. cicadastar forces a smile, " from this day forward, i will be your mentor. "
activity shoutouts to @Snakeblink @Smokethroat @CRAPPIEPAW and @Redpath !! i love seeing y'all around, keep up the good work!
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− CICADASTAR ; he / him. roughly thirty nine months old, riverclan leader
− handsome, lanky black smoke tortie chimera with curly fur and ice blue eyes
− gay. speaks with a german accent, ages on the seventh, penned by antlers
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