- Jun 2, 2023
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"DuskClan," they call, voice light, allowing the perked ears and the nudges of their few Clanmates to do most of the work instead of straining their oft-quiet voice. "Meeting time."
They've put it off long enough. Rumblerain has felt the stares of their Clanmates on them ever since Ghostmask and Privetpaw had returned, Granitepelt's corpse not with them, abandoned to rot in ShadowClan where he belongs. They do not look towards the sky as they stand where he once had, atop the golden knoll, scruffy and skinny but determined; blue eyes blaze as they settle upon their Clanmates. DuskClan, remnants of something great, though their heart aches when they think of the WindClan that had remained behind them.
"Possum, step forward." They beckon the oft-trilling rogue, a faintly ill feeling rising in their stomach. "As leader, I welcome you as a DuskClan warrior and give you your name. From now, you will be known as Possumscratch."
The words are nerve-wracking. They don't deserve to name him. This isn't right. Even with the half moon shining above their head, low light illuminating the muzzles of the Clan ... the claws of fright grip their lungs tighter, making it hard to breathe. There's so many cats here ... how did leaders do this? How did Sootstar do it, moon after moon? A Gathering would have been even worse.
"I... in ... in a moon, I will be returning to Twolegplace. Not for long, this time; and when I get back, more will join me." Of that, at least, they're certain. At least, they're mostly sure. Their mind swivels towards Edenberry, softening. Were they well? "As my deputy, Thriftfeather will be in charge of the Clan until I get back."
Blue eyes turn to him, pleading silently for his acceptance of the role, a rare show of vulnerability from the night-dipped leader. They were apprentices together, once. They were moor-runners, named in the same meeting. Were they friends? Rumblerain wants to think so. Would he accept their offer, implicit as it is?
They've put it off long enough. Rumblerain has felt the stares of their Clanmates on them ever since Ghostmask and Privetpaw had returned, Granitepelt's corpse not with them, abandoned to rot in ShadowClan where he belongs. They do not look towards the sky as they stand where he once had, atop the golden knoll, scruffy and skinny but determined; blue eyes blaze as they settle upon their Clanmates. DuskClan, remnants of something great, though their heart aches when they think of the WindClan that had remained behind them.
"Possum, step forward." They beckon the oft-trilling rogue, a faintly ill feeling rising in their stomach. "As leader, I welcome you as a DuskClan warrior and give you your name. From now, you will be known as Possumscratch."
The words are nerve-wracking. They don't deserve to name him. This isn't right. Even with the half moon shining above their head, low light illuminating the muzzles of the Clan ... the claws of fright grip their lungs tighter, making it hard to breathe. There's so many cats here ... how did leaders do this? How did Sootstar do it, moon after moon? A Gathering would have been even worse.
"I... in ... in a moon, I will be returning to Twolegplace. Not for long, this time; and when I get back, more will join me." Of that, at least, they're certain. At least, they're mostly sure. Their mind swivels towards Edenberry, softening. Were they well? "As my deputy, Thriftfeather will be in charge of the Clan until I get back."
Blue eyes turn to him, pleading silently for his acceptance of the role, a rare show of vulnerability from the night-dipped leader. They were apprentices together, once. They were moor-runners, named in the same meeting. Were they friends? Rumblerain wants to think so. Would he accept their offer, implicit as it is?
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// new warrior!!! @'Possum. <333
DEPUTY ANNOUNCEMENT ... @Thriftfeather CONGRATS -
[ art by antiigone ] -
RUMBLERAIN ✧ they/them, leader of duskclan
— "a lanky, scruffy seal and white point with blue eyes."
— single ; mentoring privetpaw
— speech is in #858AC0
— tags | penned by mercibun, contact on discord for plots.