camp TOOK THE BREATH FROM MY OPEN MOUTH // 10/1 MEETING

[WOLFWIND]

Wolfwind is ever-loyal to Howlingstar’s call. She takes her place within the crowd, and turns her eyes to the the newest to-be apprentices, Sunfreckle’s second litter – or some of them, anyways, she reminds herself with a pang – taking her place before high rock. She wonders how badly they might feel the pressure of the world around them; the weight of their sibling being unable to join them on this special day. Everyone was suffering right now, she only hopes that their mentors would pick them up through it all.

Lo and behold, her uncle is called upon to mentor one of them, and she perks up soon after, as her own name is called alongside Emberpaw. …The name brings back memories. Neither the name nor the face are so dissimilar, and Wolfwind turns her eyes to him in search of that same energy. A part of her groans, “Not again,” but it would be a lie to say she didn’t adore Sparkwing or Freckleflame. She thinks she was able to successfully worm the softness out of those two. Let’s see how this one will go…

She would not let this apprentice meet any bad fate, while she was around. Not alike to Morningpaw, or to Emberstar herself. Wolfwind vows to her best. She touches noses with her new apprentice. " I'll do my best for you, kay? " is murmured soft, before she steps back. She grins to Raccoonstripe, already stewing in the more numerous excuses she now had to bother him. She lifts a smile to Honeydapple too, while she’s at it. Training side by side is a good excuse to get to know each other better.

Wolfwind listens keenly as Howlingstar continues on. She dips her head for Mothpaw and Falconpaw’s respective losses. She knows that Burnstorm and Roeflame will train them well, though. The reports of rogues have her fighting down a sneer. The strength of their borders have not weakened, but perhaps the size of their patrols have shrunk. Wolfwind could not imagine jumping ontop of any other clan for their weakness — though she knew it wasn’t a mentality all clan cats shared. WindClan was more rogue, than anything else, in her opinion.

And finally, she finds her eyes widening in surprise, when the name rolls off Howlingstar’s tongue. " Burnstorm! " Has it really been that long already? Wolfwind remembers when he had just been little, little wolf, his personality uncertain, and paws wobbly. And now… Well, she guesses she knew how Raccoonstripe feels. Huh, she thinks with a grin.

OOC ✨ 9.5.2023 BET MY MONEY ON A STUPID HORSE, I LOST THAT

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• [ SO I RAN OUT TO THE TRACK TO GET MY CASH BACK ] WOLFWIND THUNDERCLAN LEAD WARRIOR! LITTERMATE 2 LAKEMOON; KIN TO MANY.
  —— SHE / HER, CONFUSED BY BUT NOT OPPOSED TO THE USE OF OTHERS
  —— CURRENTLY 22 MOONS OLD. AGES EVERY 1ST.
  
  FRIEND TO MANY! UPBEAT AND UPFRONT. MOVES THROUGH LIFE WITH AN UPBEAT EXTERIOR AND BRIGHT EYES. MAKE NO MISTAKE! TAKES HER JOB VERY SERIOUSLY. THERE'S IMPORTANCE IN SAFETY, RECKLESSNESS ONLY GETS YOU SO FAR. ONCE A FOOL, BUT NO LONGER

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[Marigoldpaw]

Marigoldpaw is quick to run to Howlingstar’s call, showing enthusiasm that is rare to the grumpy apprentice. After all, Rainbowkit is his favorite cat by a long shot. He’s excited to see Emberkit promoted also, seeing as they were in the den at the same time as well and did interact on the regular, but he can’t help and pick favorites. Watching him approach their leader makes a large grin spread on his face, and it takes everything in him not to jump in joy. “RAINBOWPAW!” He yells out enthusiastically as the new apprentice is renamed. “Emberpaw! Shardpaw!”

He decides to approach his friend after the entire ceremony is done, and waits for everything else to be announced. The apprentice reassignments doesn’t interest him that much, but his blood boils at the talk of rogues. It was absolutely aggravating how bold they were getting, but at least he has the go ahead to fight any trespasser. He probably shouldn’t be picking fights with cats bigger than him, but it’s not about to stop him. Burnstorm getting promoted to a lead warrior to help with the situation is a nice sentiment however, and he lets his body relax before calling his name. “Burnstorm!”​

 

[EMBERFACE.]

☼ | rainbowpaw is apprenticed—and then howlingstar's luminous leaf-green eyes settle on him from where she guides the clan atop highrock, and emberkit beams cheerily at the leader's attention. she speaks the ceremonial words, and just like that—he's emberpaw! and apprenticed to wolfwind, who's not only a lead warrior but one of the cool young warriors too. as soon as howlingstar finishes listing off wolfwind's previous apprentices and all that traditional stuff, he bounds over to wolfwind's blue-and-white shape.

emberpaw's pleased that he avoids anything like his disastrous practice with raccoonstripe and touches his nose to wolfwind's, almost demurely, though cheer bleeds through in sparkling blue eyes. the boy nods energetically at wolfwind's murmured words and steps back, taking a seat by his new mentor, the rest of the meeting only half-listened to as he dreams of his first trip outside of camp. when everyone starts yelling burnstorm's name, though, he joins in with a joyfully cheering, "burnstorm! burnstorm!"

ooc ☼ SOFT AND EASY SEPTEMBER DAYS

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  ( EMBERPAW ) ☼ APPRENTICE OF THUNDERCLAN.
  x he / him ; 4 moons.
  x son to sunfreckle and rabbitnose ; adopted brother to rainbowkit, sunshinekit, & pigeonkit ; younger brother to mousenose, freckleflame, sparkwing, mossypaw, & dovekit. mentored by wolfwind.
  x a fluffy golden tom with baby-blue eyes ; upbeat and outgoing, if easily distracted.

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[& RAINBOWPAW]

Today, they are named Rainbowpaw. They don’t really feel as drastic as a change as they expected they would. His senses feel no sharper. He doesn’t feel more… responsible or anything. He was the same, except he would have some more chores to do. They weren’t much of anything compared to the leader before them. They weren’t anything, really.

And they look to Raccoonstripe, their mentor. Someone who was every bit the rank they were, and Rainbowpaw can only blink in awe. Rainbowpaw doesn’t think about themselves very much at all, and definitely not enough to think anything bad. But it’d make more sense for Raccoonstripe to have a more important apprentice, wouldn’t it? Emberpaw was certainly important enough for it.

Howlingstar probably knew things he didn’t, though. She was leader for a reason.

Raccoonstripe looms over him for a moment, and Rainbowpaw can only gaze back up at him wonderingly with wide blue eyes. He touches his nose to his new mentor’s, and he hopes that they can get along, at least. His comment flies over his head initially, and Rainbowpaw only acknowledges it belately, a barely audible “ Oh, ” playing at his lips. “ We’ll get started after the meeting, ” Raccoonstripe says, and Rainbowpaw nods. " Okay. "

It’s weird to be cheered for, but they don’t mind it. They hear Marigoldpaw’s call above the rest, and Rainbowpaw tries to find him so he could smile back. They were reuniting with his old nursery friends, and soon, his other siblings would meet up with them, too.

Rainbowpaw sits back with their brother and joins the clan in their cheering. " Burnstorm! "

『 OOC 🎠 DO YOU EVER WANT NOTHING AT ALL? 』

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• ( I DO, I DO, I DO ) RAINBOWPAW: Sunfreckle xx Rabbitnose. Mentored by Raccoonstripe
  ✦ he / they ; fine with gendered terms ( tom / boy / brother / etc . . . )
  ✦ currently 4 moons old as of 10/11/2023 ; ages every 25
  
  warm - faced and bright - eyed, rainbowkit sports boyish features and an easygoing smile. sports long curling whiskers and a dip of sun - red down the length of their neck. growing into themselves; rainbowpaw is showing signs of growing into an above - average height with a somewhat leggy frame. rainbowpaw is most plainly to be described as kind, his most tangible goals and motives being to make the people around him happy. somewhat aloof when it comes to more complex / outer clan issues. lives in the present first and foremost.

• this is for cute purposes begone.

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[Moonwhisper]

She does not cheer once, expression stonefaced. Perhaps she might've lifted her voice for the new apprentices but she finds she has no interest in Sunfreckle's kits - if they were anything like the first litter he had they would be nothing but thorns in her pelt and she was loathed to tolerate it again. That one of them was assigned to Raccoonstripe was both grating on her nerves and hilarious, her former mentor was probably fuming about it but that was what being a lead warrior meant. You trained the kits of the other leads, her family and the deputy, Howlingstar would have it no other way - it was why she herself had been put with Raccoonstripe. He'd shaped her, maybe in ways she didn't want but he'd shaped her and she felt stronger for it despite what her feelings might say otherwise.

Moonwhisper hears her brothers name, feels her blood chill and she is sent back to when he was made a warrior before her, because he saved a cats life - while she was held back due to her mentor being injured. She had been bitter then but swallowed it down. Now she let the bitterness over take her, let it fill her to bursting with quietly witheld rage. It should be her. She should be a lead warrior, she should be there, she had proven herself plenty that she lacked the weak kittypet genes born of her father. Why not her?
The tortie point rises to stand in silence, stiff-limbed and expression neutral as she turns with a flick of her tail to trot out of the camp and away.
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[freckleflame]

she’s just tickled to be there. her spirits had risen with the morning sun, a luminous joy for her little siblings and the future they would step paw into today. howlingstar’s call is the thing to top it off, the thing to draw her near with a bouncing stride, on her tip - toes, to seat near moonwhisper.. though decidedly not too close. the she - cat is frigid enough, but even more so upon burnstorm’s announcement. the tortoiseshell can spare her only a curious, furrow - browed glance, lasting so brief it could go entirely unnoticed. she does not cheer for him, as much as the name bubbles on her tongue. she thumps her tail on the ground heavily aside her, however, and hopes her pleasure upon the news shows without getting her a second - hand claw to the face.

and then, her siblings. rainbowpaw to raccoonstripe — she winces for them inwardly, pursing her lips into a tight line as howlingstar continues and the black tabby glances towards her little sibling. he would do them well, in battle and prowess. evidence of such sits beside her now, but rainbowkit — rainbowpaw — was so.. so.. a troubled expression crossed her features , and only complicates more as emberpaw is assigned to wolfwind. still, she cannot help this one, gasping a quick inhale to be heard amongst the first, the loudest : ” emberpaw! rainbowpaw! “ she shouts from the very base of her chest, lifting her chin with the effort of it. still, it feels strange, not tacking sunshinekit onto the end of that. it had always been those three, emberkit, rainbowkit and sunshinekit. pigeonkit had come at a later time in their life, but those three — worry pangs in her chest, but she fights a faltering smile.

emberpaw is apprenticed to wolfwind, and she tries not to let the strange influx of emotion she feels about it show upon her ginger features. her chest tightens, her belly drops, but she is proud — she is, really. she is proud that emberpaw follows in her pawsteps, in sparkwing’s pawsteps. it’s not like that’s her mentor anymore, it’s not like that’s her wolfwind. so what? water off her back, really. she was proud. they touch noses and she is proud, despite the tighter twine of her ribs.

they’re all growing older, still.

YOURE ON YOUR OWN IN THE REAL WORLD ╱ ABOUT ☀︎

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• 𖦹 . LESBIAN. SINGLE, CRUSHES EASILY. SMELLS LIKE SUN - WARMED OAK. FOURTEEN MOONS. NAMED A WARRIOR 8 / 3 / 2023. MENTORED UNDER WOLFWIND, PENNED BY ANTLERS !!
  f. she / her, daughter of sunfreckle and rabbitnose. large cream - ribboned tortoiseshell with seaglass eyes. fire - forged, smoldering ; shades of vibrant russet, dousing swathes of shadow and interwoven with ribbons pale cream come to drape like licks of flame over a well - toned form.
  
  in warriorhood she has grown to full, hulking height ; unspecified maine coon heritage born of sunfreckle's kittypet background shows itself in large, round paws and tufted, long - furred toes set upon thick, tabby - splotched limbs. freckleflame is broad shouldered and square - jawed, wild cheek fur like the blazing edges of a red sun — a hulking, thick - furred thunderclan warrior, forever blaze - kissed. a characteristic lack of personal space leads her to a slouching, touchy posture, often inclined to lean or bump against her peers, all while bearing a lazy, bright - eyed grin.
  
  ——— ˙⋆ — prone to bouts of explosive emotion. all opinions are solely in - character and during these times, often untrue or said only in anger.
  
  
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