Ferretpaw's Warror Ceremony

Marshstorm leapt to the top of High rock. His amber gaze looking back at the medicine den where Leopardstar resided for the moment. The golden-pelted leader had twisted his leg badly, and Marshstorm felt a pang of sympathy for him. Life in camp moves on, and the dark pelted deputy paused for a moment to take a breath. A smile on his muzzle as his gaze cast around the clearing of cats milling about. A couple perked ears told him he had been spotted before he even yowled out a summons.

"Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather beneath High-rock for a clan meeting!" He called out. Watching as many more ears and heads turned his way now. After several moons of calling apprentice ceremonies, he felt a confidence in himself that made him feel even more calm than usual, despite that this ceremony would be slightly different.

Ferretpaw's day had finally come. After her trip to the Moonstone, she had a renewed confidence inside her. She's sure that this ceremony was proof that her efforts had not gone unnoticed. Though her doubts did not completely vanish overnight, the half-tabby felt ready and that was what mattered. It was too bad that Leopardstar wouldn't be able to administer the ceremony, but Marshstorm was a wonderful deputy, the same cat who named her Ferretpaw. It sure was a long time ago... she was old for an apprentice, indeed.

She grinned at Marshstorm, a silent hello. Ferretpaw just couldn't contain her excitement any longer.

Pricklebush stepped out for the ceremony, knowing whose it would be. The young kit who had visited him after a burr got caught in her fur... now a strong and beautiful young she-cat, about to blossom into warriorhood. It was exciting. He grinned at Ferretpaw as he settled into the crowd, happy for her getting the chance he'd never had. He knew for certain that she would do well... And thankfully, he also knew for certain that no StarClan seizures would interrupt this ceremony. Well, he was almost completely certain.

Marshstorm smiled at the brown and white she-cat as she came towards high rock. He waited until more of the clan had assembled before beginning the ceremony properly.

"Ferretpaw, step forward." He called, his tone somber, but his amber eyes bright with joy. Ferretpaw had worked hard. Survived the flooding, and now stood before StarClan to take on her warrior name.

Ferretpaw got a little giddy as she stepped up. She wondered what name had been decided for her. Hopefully it wasn't something silly, like Ferretflower... She was tired of being the soft, ditzy one. A quiet vow touched her mind: Make them proud to call you ThunderClan. 

The warrior-to-be glanced at Pricklebush and winked at him. He was a good cat. The tabby was very glad that he was there to watch.

"I, Marshstorm, deputy of ThunderClan call upon my warrior ancestors to look down on this apprentice. She has trained hard to understand the ways of your noble code, and I commend her you in turn. " The words felt strange to say. They were usually Leopardstar's words, yet here he was on high-rock. The prickle of unease faded as he took in how happy and proud she looked. It wasn't unfounded.

"Ferretpaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code, to protect and defend your clan, even at the cost of your life?" He asked, though he had never heard a rejection of that promise. The formality had to be upheld. Still, his muzzle crinkled with a smile as she glanced to wink at Pricklebush.

"I do," Ferretpaw said without hesitation. Her mind refused to stop running with all the possibilities. Come on, it said, Ferretheart? Ferretleap? What if he just goes ahead and names me Cloudeye? Wouldn't that be funny!

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ooc: sorry for shortness I ran out of things to say lol

Dustcloud parted from the Warriors den with a smile as her mate spoke from atop the rock, performing a warrior ceremony in the place of Leopardstar while his injured leg was healing. She looked to Ferretpaw as she stepped forard, happy that ThunderClan was able to greet new Warriors into their ranks, even at a time when their leader wasn't fully present.

Marshstorm bit back a chuckle as Ferretpaw seemed to burn holes in his pelt. He remembered being in her position once.
"Then by the power of StarClan, I give you your warrior name. Ferretpaw, from this moment on you will be known as Ferretnose. StarClan honours your ability to adapt and kind nature, and we welcome you as a full warrior of ThunderClan." He spoke the words with a small smile as the solemn duty came to it's end and now, ThunderClan had a new warrior.

He leapt down after the chanting ended. Padding up to the newest warrior.
"Ferretnose. I hope your vigil tonight is peaceful. You may rest for it, I'll make sure to wake you before it's time." He offered, the sun was high in the sky, which he hoped would give her a few hours of a nap. He glanced over to Dustcloud with a smile and a purr as he padded over to sit next to her.