I, Silverstone, deputy of RainClan, call upon my warrior ancestors to look down on this warrior. She has chosen the path as medicine cat for reasons of her own, and I now commend her one of FogClan. Braveheart, you are now a medicine cat. Serve your clan the way you think you should. ;D
And now, for Omenpaw's ceremony. I, Silverstone, deputy of RainClan, call upon my warrior ancestors to look down on this apprentice. She has shown great courage and the ability to care for her clan, and I now commend her as medicine cat of RainClan. Omenpaw, from this moment on you'll be known as Omenstorm. StarClan is very pleased with your selection.
dun dun, the thick clouds that cover the sky immedity seperate when OmenPaw becomes OmenStorm the full moon appears and casts down light onto OmenStorm while every oter cats watches in the dim light....(spooky)
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"Failure is never quite frightening as Regrett"
--Ein Schatten in den Wolken--
"Thank StarClan!" purred Omenstorm in the mist of the excitment. OmenStorm batted her back on the ears "and now you're a Medince Cat aswell!" she smiled. "BraveHeart, BrveHeart!" she chanted
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"Failure is never quite frightening as Regrett"
--Ein Schatten in den Wolken--
Swallowpaw smiled enviously. "If only mine were coming soon!" She grinned comically. "And if you're wrong, Braveheart, it'll take more than herbs to fix you when I'm done with you!" They laughed, knowing she was only half-joking.
Silverstone looked down at the cheering cats, happy for the new medicine cats. She leaped down from the ceremony rock, and padded towards Swallowpaw. "You'll have a ceremony, don't worry," She assured the small she-cat. "But I'm afraid to say that you have not PMed me about it." (Lol, you haz not PMed teh kitteh, Swallow. XD)
Okay, actually, she just did. XD ^^" So here it is:
Silverstone quickly leaped back up onto the large rock, clearing her throat to silence the others. "I, Silverstone, deputy of RainClan call upon my warrior ancestors to look down on this cat," she pointed her tail at Swallowpaw. "She has trained hard to come to where she is today, and I now commend her as a full fledged medicine cat of Mossclan." Silverstone turned to look down nobley at Swallowpaw. "Swallowpaw," she meowed. "From this moment on, you'll be known as Swallowtail. StarClan honors you for your determination and your wisdom." She touched noses with her. "I welcome you as the first Mossclan medicine cat. Congratulations."
Swallowtail beamed, and touched noses with Silverstone, then skipped proudly to the cheering cats below her, and smiled. She basked in this praise until it was dark, and she slipped off in the night to look for her friend Omenstorm, who was surely waiting at the border.
Braveheart then disapeared into the shadows and mewed quietly, "I must go. Good-bye.." and slipped off into the darkness. Her eyes scanned the area of her camp for tehir leader, Gingerstar. No sign of him. Sighing, she sat in her den...
Swallowtail stepped out of the bushes and purred. "Welcome, indeed!" She laughed, and mewed, "I've never been so happy..." Tears formed at the edges of her eyes. She came over and nuzzled Omenstorm. "Thanks for being here." They sat, sharing tongues, for a long time, until moonhigh.
Swallowtail busily sorted out herbs in her den. "Hm... I need more comfrey..." She wished she had an apprentice, to help her out. She headed outside the camp, and was reminded of Omenstorm's faint scent clinging to her pelt when she entered last night. She had woken first, and although she didn't like to leave her friend like that, she didn't want to arouse her fellow medicine cat from her deep sleep. She could be in the middle of something, and Swallowtail didn't want to intrude.
OmenStorm stirred, her dream had turned into a nightmare soon as the comfort of something dissapeared. "SwallowTail.....?" she gasped, bitterly confused and upset by her dream. Slowly the she-cat padded off to find her own clan mates not looking back at the stone in between the two tall trees.
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"Failure is never quite frightening as Regrett"
--Ein Schatten in den Wolken--