Oceanwave sat basking in what was left of the evening sun, her eyes half closed as she let herself get lost in thought. It had been a good while since she'd left camp for a good hunt, however it was hard to do much anymore with her old creaky bones. -- Cloudtail headed towards the nursery, it had been a bit since both Morningfire and himself had, had some actual alone time. "How about a fishing trip?" He said entering the nursery and greeting his mate with a crooked grin. Morningfire looked up, standing a bit slowly. Their old age was beginning to hit them both. "Ah, I just love the fishing trips. The salmon should be thriving around this time." She said. -- Pikeface strode into camp, jaws filled with a few small fish, of which he dropped on the fresh-kill pile. He kept only one, making his way to the nursery where Crowfrost was with their kits, Perchkit and Basskit. They were born only a few weeks ago, healthy as could be. -- Blazefire basked, not far from the older Oceanwave. The russet-colored she-cat rolled to her paws with a bored sigh. She might as well go for a hunt.
Outside of camp, Shellcloud and Riverface, the mother-daughter patrol was quickly heading back around to gather their prey head into camp. -- Snailstorm headed into camp, passing his mother with a slight glance. "Snailstorm," the old queen called sensing her son. "Mother," the pale tom greeted her, plopping next to her with a shrew. "You know, with all the fine, young she-cats here, you could settle down." He sighed heavily. "This again, really? I'm not ready nor am I interested in anyone yet, Mother." -- "Mouse-brain! You missed it, again!" Sunfire scolded her brother, dashing past him towards the mouse that was scrabbling away. "Hey! I did not! Y-Your loud mouth scared it away!" -- Beetlesplash flicked her ears towards the sounds of Batwing and Sunfire. "They're at it again, like a bunch of kits." The black smoke tom remarked. Beetlesplash shrugged. "Ah, let them. They're young, we'd be doing it if we didn't know we actually had responsibilities." She replied, pressing against Daisycloud gently. -- Shadepaw strode ahead of Oakpaw, the young apprentice hadn't yet told her brother of her pregnancy and she doubted she would. Shadepaw, slow down!" She called, she could hardly keep up with him. He snorted. "Your getting slow, Oakpaw." He called back with a slight chuckle. But I am the Chosen One 19:10, January 11, 2018 (UTC)
Dawnstar appeared to be slowly regaining her strength, so Duskstar held off a few days on the ceremonies, hoping her sister could help her hold them. Alas, the ill twin was still not strong enough, leading Duskstar to shamefully hold the long list of ceremonies on her own, with her sister in the Medicine Cat den rather than by her side. Naturally, elders first. Summoning her Clan, Duskstar began. "Elders first. Oceanwave, Thistleclaw, and Aspenpelt, is it your wish to give up the name of a warrior and go to join the elders?"
"Your Clan honors you and all the service you have given to us. I call upon StarClan to give you many moons of rest." Giving the now-retired warriors a firm nod of acknowledgement, Duskstar hastily continued with her ceremonies. StarClan, if only Dawnstar could be helping her with this again... "Onto our new warriors. I, Duskstar, leader of SplashClan, call upon my warrior ancestors to look down on these apprentices. They have trained hard to understand the ways of your noble code, and I commend them to you as warriors in their turn. Raccoonpaw, Shadepaw, and Oakpaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code and to protect and defend your Clan, even at the cost of your life?"
"I do." Raccoonpaw uttered the words quietly with great disinterest.
"Then by the powers of StarClan, I give you your warrior name. Raccoonpaw, from this moment on you will be known as Raccoonmask, for your cunning style. Shadepaw, from this moment on you will be known as Shadeshadow, after your dark mottled coat. Lastly, Oakpaw, from this moment on you will be known as Oakstorm, also in honor for your pelt. We welcome the three of you as full warriors of SplashClan."
After the chanting died down, Duskstar continued, now turning to their younger members. "Perchkit and Basskit, you have reached the age of six moons, and it is time for you to be apprenticed. From this day on, until you receive your warrior name, you will be known as Perchpaw and Basspaw. Perchnpaw shall be mentored by Sunfire, and Basspaw by Riverface. I hope your mentors will pass down all they know on to you."Silverstar 21:08, January 11, 2018 (UTC)
Oceanwave dipped her head respectfully and listened to the rest of the ceremony, her son stood beside her as they did. -- Shadeshadow grinned bumping his sister's shoulder, Oakstorm stumbled a bit but beamed proudly. -- Perchpaw and Basspaw jumped with excitement as they were made apprentices and in front of their father! They quickly touched noses to the warriors before they barreled towards their father. "Father, Father!" The older warrior laughed and licked each of their heads. But I am the Chosen One 21:24, January 11, 2018 (UTC)
Hickorynose returned from a hunting patrol, carrying a small river trout in his jaws. The deputy's eyes gleamed with something upspoken, and he was constantly fidgeting as he returned to camp. Thoughts of Dawnstar swam through his mind, causing him to grow hot and even more awkward on the hunting trip. Now, back at camp, he was hoping to please her with his catch. Poking his head into the Medicine Cat den, he gave the exhausted leader a massive smile.
"Afternoon, Dawnstar!" His eyes glowed with adoration for the ill leader, who offered him a small, hesitant smile in return. He hastily offered her the fish, and to his pleasure, she accepted it and ate it immediately. He sat next to her nest the entire time, looking like a love-struck apprentice. She ignored his doting stare, and ate without further acknowledgement to her deputy.Silverstar 17:25, January 12, 2018 (UTC)
Dipperstorm lifted her head, she had arrived at the SplashClan border, her yellow eyes searching the odd landscape for any signs of life. Someone to take her to the SplashClan camp, to the Clan's leaders. She moved to sit down, ready to wait hours if she had too. She looked back over her shoulder, she had been hoping Morningflame and Dappleleaf would join so she really knew someone there but...that wasn't happening. But I am the Chosen One 22:43, January 14, 2018 (UTC)
Burdockpaw padded around, exploring like she usually did. Bramblefoot didn't give a crap where she was or what she was doing, so she usually just... did whatever came to mind. She didn't always complete her daily duties because why not? If she could get away with it, may as well! But she still liked helping her Clan sometimes, catching some prey, maybe getting some moss, but she was more of a slacker than a worker. She constantly wondered what was beyond the border and what was out there in the world... Maybe one day, I can see, she thought as she padded along the border, gazing out to the other side. ~Patchfeather~ 23:24, January 14, 2018 (UTC)
Dipperstorm lifted her head when she heard pawsteps. "Hello? I mean no harm," she called out in case they thought she was a threat, she had taken a standing position. Her tail swishing nervously behind her. But I am the Chosen One 23:39, January 14, 2018 (UTC)
Burdockpaw froze as she heard a voice, one paw raised in the air. Her nose twitched as she scented AutumnClan scent. She crouched low and crept through the undergrowth to see a she-cat sitting a few tail-lengths ahead. She appeared to be alone. Burdockpaw rose to her full height, which was really tall, and approached hastily. "Hey there," she said. "You need something?" ~Patchfeather~ 23:45, January 14, 2018 (UTC)
Burdockpaw blinked suspicously at the warrior, then shrugged. "All righty, just follow me," she mewed, then began to lead the way to camp, beckoning the she-cat along with her tail. "So what's your name? I'm Burdockpaw, but I should totally be a warrior by now." ~Patchfeather~ 23:55, January 14, 2018 (UTC)
The tortoiseshell, despite being smaller than normal, wasn't intimidated by the bigger SplashClan cat. "I'm Dipperstorm, Sorrelstar's...daughter." She reluctantly said the last bit, not wanting the cat to think she was a sort of spy. But I am the Chosen One 00:00, January 15, 2018 (UTC)
Burdockpaw blinked at her in surprise. "Well, it's nice to meet you Dipperstorm. It must be awesome having a leader as your mom," she mewed, thinking of her own parents. Haha, I don't even know them, she thought, bittersweetly. ~Patchfeather~ 00:04, January 15, 2018 (UTC)
"I'm sure you've heard of the tales of the famed Sorrelstar." She said. "Like I said she's not like that anymore, that or those legends were lies." But I am the Chosen One 00:36, January 15, 2018 (UTC)
"Well that sucks," Burdockpaw mewed with sympathy. "So what brings you here to SplashClan?" She veered around a small creek, glancing over her shoulder at Dipperstorm. "We're almost there." ~Patchfeather~ 02:21, January 15, 2018 (UTC)
Burdockpaw tipped her head thoughtfully. She didn't consider that Dipperstorm could be a spy, in fact Burdockpaw usually failed to ever think anyone would do anything bad. Instead she thought this new cat could be a friend in the future, a Clanmate who fought beside her. That was a nice thought. She grinned back at Dipperstorm. "Well I hope you can." She slowed as she approached the entrance to camp. "We're here," she mewed, then ducked inside. ~Patchfeather~ 02:32, January 15, 2018 (UTC)
Dipperstorm followed suit, a bit more awkwardly and shyly. She wasn't sure how Duskstar nor Dawnstar would react. She wasn't even sure which one truly led the Clan. But I am the Chosen One 02:34, January 15, 2018 (UTC)
With a feeling of absolute reject, Hickorynose sulked out of the Medicine Cat den, casting Dawnstar a final sullen glance before surprise set into his features. He stared at Burdockpaw and the stranger in shock, shifting uncomfortably. Hopefully nobody saw that. "Burdockpaw, who's your friend?"Silverstar 02:38, January 15, 2018 (UTC)
Hickorynose returned the nod of greeting, and kept a powerful and dominant stance. "Your name and original home? You stink of AutumnClan, no offense, but it's pretty strong."Silverstar 02:48, January 15, 2018 (UTC)
"This is Hickorynose, he's our deputy," Burdockpaw inturrupted their conversation, then realized that was very undignified, then shrugged. Eh, I have no dignity and I'm proud! ~Patchfeather~ 03:01, January 15, 2018 (UTC)
"AutumnClan was my home. I'm sure your familiar with my mother. She's the leader." The tortoiseshell said stiffly. Her yellow gaze meeting Hickorynose's. But I am the Chosen One 15:22, January 15, 2018 (UTC)