Fallenpaw's Warrior Ceremony

Fishstar hopped up onto her perch and called out, "Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather beneath the willow branch for a Clan meeting!"

Fallenpaw padded over, tail twitching with excitement. He knew that today was his day. Salmonstripe had just finished his assessment yesterday, and after telling Fishstar, he knew that he was ready. So, he hung about to the center of the front of the area beneath the willow tree, happily awaiting Fishstar to spot him and call him up.

Being the ambivert he was, he didn't want to draw attention to himself. But then again, yes he did. He wanted everyone to know that he was a warrior now. He was so excited!

OOC- Fallenleaf, please!

"Fallenpaw, please step forward," said the silver she-cat.

Fallenpaw smiled and obediently stepped up, happy and eager to earn his deserved name. The tom, now mainly being his extrovert self, was eager to draw attention, which was unavoidable anyway. He had this kind of goofy smile plastered on his face.

OOC- Scratch that, Fallenblaze please. It sounds better in my opinion and not so close to Fallen Leaves.

Swiftpaw walked to the side of the crowd of cats.

Featherpaw sat down beside her sister swiftpaw and watched Her mother

"I, Fishstar, leader of RiverClan," began the she-cat, "call upon my warrior ancestors to look down on this apprentice. She has trained hard to learn the ways of your noble code, and I commend her to you as a warrior in turn. Fallenpaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code, and to protect and defend your Clan, even at the cost of your life?"

Fallenpaw smiled. "I do," he said honestly. This clan meant more to him than anything. He would always protect it, even with the cost of his life. The tom felt pride and happiness bubble in his paws, but he contained himself.

"Then by the powers of StarClan, I give you your warrior name. Fallenpaw, from this day forth, you shall be known as Fallenblaze. RiverClan honours your willingness and devotion." She hopped down from the willow branch and joined the rest of the Clan in chanting the new warrior's name.

"Thank you, thank you!" He said in happiness and excitement. This was the proudest day of his life. The tom felt so much pride fill into his paws, and he repeated his name along with the chants: Fallenblaze! I love it...

Troutstep sat on the edge of the crowd of cats and watched his Nephew with pride. "Good job." He mumbled to himself.