Badgerpaw Stormpaw and Orcapaws Warrior ceremony.

The fateful day had finally arrived, his own kit's would become warriors today. The passing of Whitefur had left a giant whole punctured into Rockfall's heart, and he wasn't sure if he could ever love anybody again. However many good things have came out of it, like their three beautiful kits: Badgerpaw, Stormpaw, and Orcapaw. Although he wasn't a very good father, he couldn't even comfort them after Whitefurs passing. Leaping onto the tall-branch the deputys eyes watched the sky, 'Are you watching Whitefur? Our kits are becoming warriors today.' With a small sigh, Rockfall glanced around camp. "Let all cats gather here for a clan meeting!"

Orcapaw had been sleeping alot lately, Whitefur's passing was hard. She hadn't been herself either, not her bubbly self that was. As a ceremony was called the apprentice had slipped from the apprentices den, she knew what this meeting was about but what was the point of becoming a warrior when your mother wasn't even watching?

Stormpaw could have easily been the most affected by her mothers' death. Refusing to even be by her brother, she would take any time she could to be alone. She trained even harder then before when she was with her mentor, and it was showing. Her frame was strong, even closely resembling her mothers. Even with her fathers' pelt, it was still amazing on how she resembled them both. Sulking behind Orcapaw at her fathers' calling, the she-cat held her head high and proud. Shoving away any feeling of grief that she could for the sake of this ceremony alone. I vowed to make you proud mother, and I promise to continue to do so. The illness that had so quickly taken the beautiful she-cat had scared her immensely, and she could only hope that wouldn't ever happen to her.

His mother's death had turned once a playful tom cold as ice. Badgerpaw sat outside of the apprentice den, his eyes locked on his paws as his tail twitched at his side. He had always been hateful of the idea of any harm coming to his family, but when the sickness had taken his mother away, he had grown angry at the world around him. Perhaps things would of been different for the tom if his siblings hadn't drifted away from him, as the sudden disconnect from those who he cared the most about had been hard on the tom. Even when they were busy training before, at least they always had each other when they need too...Now, they barely spoke even thought the pain that had shattered the family was easy to see.

His ear flickered as he heard his father call for a clan meeting, his aqua eyes glancing at the deputy as he pulled himself to his feet and trotted over, not saying a word to his siblings as they left the apprentice den. He should of been excited - he had been excited for this moment since he was a kit...But all he knew, was that as a warrior he would fight anything to keep what his siblings safe. Even StarClan wouldn't be able to take them away unless they wanted to fight the tom's wrath.

The deputy had gazed at the sky for a brief moments before watching the cats below him. Badgerpaw.. Stormpaw.. Orcapaw, they'd all become fine warriors of Skyclan. "Badgerpaw, Stormpaw, Orcapaw you have trained for countless moons, so are you ready too protect you're clan even at the cost of your own life?"

The fluffy apprentice watched as Rockfall had swayed on the branch silently, blinking her large green eyes. She knew that her mothers death took a toll on Rockfall, but she never knew it was this bad. The apprentice looked up in shock for a moment before quickly nodding, her green eyes shining with determination. "I do." The fluffy apprentice then looked towards her older brother and older sister.

Stormpaw wasn't as fluffy as Orcapaw, that was for sure. Curling her tail around her paws, and looking up at her father with the bright blue eyes of her mother, Stormpaw nodded. "Indeed, I do."

"I do," was Badgerpaw's response, but it was gruff and cold. He meant it - he would protect those he cared about with every bit of strength he had until his final breath - but deep down he knew that he would never be able to fully do that. Life was cruel - the death of his loving mother had taught him that. But he was going to make do what he could to keep what was left of his family safe, his clanmates included.

"Then by the powers of StarClan I give you your warrior names. Orcapaw, from this moment on you will be known as Orcaheart. StarClan honors your strength and hopefulness. Badgerpaw, from this moment on you will be known as Badgerstripe. StarClan honors your loyalty and kindness. Stormpaw, from this moment on you will be known as Stormsong. StarClan honors your honesty and bravery. We welcome you all as full members of SkyClan." Rockfall leapt down to greet the newly named warriors.

And this was totally all his roleplayer's doing. Breezestar was sick in his den having an aneurism or something. <3