Venture

Venture Jan 19, 2009 17:30:00 GMT -5

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Post by Abyssus on Jan 19, 2009 17:30:00 GMT -5

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Thistlekit bounced around in the nursery, excited as ever. Tomorrow he would have his naming ceremony! It made every bit of excitement ever in his body come out at once. He was so happy to finally be out of the nursery, to be trained like a warrior!

He leaped on his brother, Fogkit, who hunched downwards, not as excited as Fawnkit and him. Fogkit was always the quiet and reserved one, like his father. Fawnkit was more of an outspoken type, like mother. But Thistlekit was more of a character than both of them combined. He was energetic, always played, and it was now, more than ever, he was the happiest.

Becoming an apprentice was a huge part in a kit's life. Their hearts pounded twice as fast the moment they were five and a half moons. After being locked up in a small den for a while, there was many a feeling to be felt!

The other four kits couldn't look forward to their ceremony yet. They were barely four moons. They just stopped suckling from their mother: Which was good for everyone, because the nursery was starting to get too tight. But now there was plenty of space: But it didn't match the wild outdoors where he had heard of prey, foxes, trees, twolegs, grass, roots: They had everything except for twolegs and foxes in the camp, but there was even more outside of camp, apparently. And, maybe one day Thistlekit would go to a gathering, and meet cats from other clans.

Fawnkit leaped on bounding Thistlekit from behind, knocking him to the ground. Thistlekit swatted at her with his paw, hitting her on the cheek. Fawnkit mewed playfully, striking back with a sheathed hit to Thistlekit's cheek.

"Guys, can you keep it down? I'm trying to sleep.." Fogkit said quietly, closing his eyes. "Feel free to play, but don't be so loud.. StarClan..." He spoke like he was sighing all the time. He was so boring to two playful kits.

Thistlekit turned his head towards Fogkit. "Chaarge!" He cried, bounding towards the curled-up kit. Fawnkit was close behind him. They kicked out their back legs as they grew closer, and attacked Fogkit.

Fogkit struggled under them, but it was no avail. Two playful kits made the one tired kit not stand a chance. As they played roughly with Fogkit, Fogkit eventually just curled up, and avoided them as best he could.

"Thistlekit! Fawnkit! Leave your brother alone!" A female voice scolded, peeking her brown head inside of the nursery.

"Mom!" They called, leaving Fogkit to his frightened state. "Can we have our ceremony today? Pleease?" Fawnkit begged her mother.

"Pleease?" Thistlekit said endearingly.

"No. You have to be at least six moons old. It's the warrior code, no if, ands, or buts." Their mother said, giving them both a lick on the head. "It's dusk. Go to sleep, and your ceremony will be the first thing in the morning, okay?" Hazelstar said, licking them both. Fogkit slowly got up and walked towards his mother for his nightly grooming. Hazelstar groomed Fogkit, flattening his fur. Fogkit purred, and walked over to his den of moss, curled up, and closed his eyes to sleep. Thistlekit and Fawnkit curled up, and fell asleep right away. Fogkit, squished between the two, sighed deeply, and tried to fall asleep again. Tomorrow they would receive their apprentice names, and receive a mentor. Soon, they would be warriors.

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Thistlekit was woken by a bite to the neck. "Thistlekit! Thistlekit!" It was the feminine voice of his little sister. "Wake up! Wake up! Today's the day! Today's the day we're becoming apprentices!" Thistlekit looked beside him, expecting to see Fogkit, but he was gone. The early riser of the trio.

Thistlekit jumped up, and ran out of the nursery, to see his mother on the high rock, grinning happily.

"All those old enough to catch their own prey, gather 'round!" The familiar call as heard ringing above the camp. Warriors who were eating their first meal from the dawn patrol were coming towards the high-rock, from the fresh-kill pile. Redpaw and Rosepaw scrambled from the apprentices den they were cleaning, and under the rock. Thistlekit could hear them whisper about less tasks to do.

Fogkit was already in the front row, green eyes glowing. Fawnkit and Thistlekit squeezed through the thirteen cats. ThunderClan had a shortage of cats, but the numbers were quickly rising. They both sat down, and waited for the call of their leader.

"Fogkit," She started, as Fogkit walked up the high rock, quivering with excitement. "from now on, you shall be known as Fogpaw." She paused for a moment, and looked down. "Rabbitfoot," She let content Rabbitfoot walk up to the high rock, and stand beside Fogpaw. "you are ready for another apprentice. You will be Fogpaw's mentor. "Rabbitfoot, you have all the skills of a honorable deputy. Strength, courage, dependability. I expect you to pass on all your skills to Fogpaw, so that he may be an honorable warrior of ThunderClan." She finished.

"Fogpaw! Fogpaw! Fogpaw!" The cats yowled, congratulating the new apprentice. As this went on, reached forward to touch noses with Rabbitfoot. They both touched noses, and walked off the rock together.

"Fawnkit," She began. Fawnkit scrambled up the high rock, and went right next to her mother shaking with excitement. "from now on, you shall be known as Fawnpaw." She paused for a moment, and looked down, in the same fashion as she had with Fogpaw. "Palefrost," She let quiet Palefrost walk up to the high rock, slowly and stand next to Fawnpaw. "you are ready for your first apprentice. You will be Fawnpaw's mentor. "Palefrost, you are a friendly, collected, and modest tom, and a great hunter. I expect you to pass on all your skills to Fawnpaw, so that she may be an honorable warrior of ThunderClan." She said, nodding.

"Fawnpaw! Fawnpaw! Fawnpaw!" The cats yowled again, congratulating the new apprentice. Palefrost, though only about sixteen moons old, would teach Fawnkit to be more mature and noble. As the cats yowled on, the two reached forward to touch noses with with each other. They both touched noses, and walked off the rock together, back into the crowd.

"Lastly, Thistlekit," She began. Thistlekit bounded up the high rock, and went right next to his mother, staring downwards. He looked at the cats in the crowd. He had a chance of getting Daisywhisker, Pondripple, Swallowtail, Wrenwing, or Mottledclaw. Daisywhisker was a huge softy: Thistlekit wouldn't want her. Pondripple was calm most of the time, but he was very strict. Swallowtail was playful like a kit. Wrenwing was stuck-up. Mottledclaw.. seemed like he should be in ShadowClan. Runningriver was his father, he probably wouldn't have him. "from now on, you shall be known as Thistlepaw." She paused for a moment, and looked down, in the same fashion as she had with the two other apprentices. But there was something to her look downwards, as if she was worrying she had made the wrong decision. "Tinypoppy," She let the petite medicine cat walk up the high rock. Thistlepaw looked downwards at the cats, who were silent, in surprise or awe. Thistlepaw was silent in surprise. He seemed like the type to be a warrior! He had only been in the den once! "you are ready for your apprentice. You will be Thistlepaw's mentor. Tinypoppy, Thistlepaw, you will both make the journey from ThunderClan to the Moonstone, and share tongues with StarClan, where your real ceremony will begin. " She said, looking at Tinypoppy, and then down at Runningriver. "Runningriver, you will guard them on the way to the Moonstone. You will leave when you are ready, but preferably soon."

"Thistlepaw! Thistlepaw! Thistlepaw!" The cats yowled with more excitement, congratulating the new medicine cat apprentice with much vigor. Tinypoppy was going to teach him well.. But Thistlepaw still wasn't sure if this was the right choice for him. As the cats yowled on, the two reached forward to touch noses with with each other. Thistlepaw did it reluctantly, but he knew he had to. They both touched noses, and walked off the rock together, aside from the crowd. Thistlepaw sighed, as he looked at his sister and their mentors.

Though he was happy to have his name now end in -paw, things didn't go quite as Thistlepaw expected. The dull gray tabby tom sighed, and trod into the medicine cat's den with Tinypoppy.

UPGRADED STATISTICS

Leader:
Hazelstar (Pretty brown tabby she-cat with green eyes)
Deputy:
Rabbitfoot (Pure white tom with yellow eyes)
Medicine Cat:
Tinypoppy (Black she-cat with dazzling green eyes)

Warriors:
Runningriver (Blue-gray tom with blue eyes)
Acornfur (Light brown tom with yellow eyes)
Pondripple (Gray tom with green eyes)
Daisywhisker (White she-cat with long fur and yellow eyes)
Swallowtail (Dull gray she-cat with light blue eyes)
Palefrost (Pale yellow she-cat with blue eyes)
Emberlily (Orange she-cat with green eyes)
Wrenwing (Black she-cat with golden eyes)
Mottledclaw (Dark brown tabby tom with light green eyes)

Apprentices:
Redpaw (Orange-red tom with pale green eyes)
Mentor: Emberlily
Rosepaw (Orange-red she-cat with pale yellow eyes)
Mentor: Acornfur
Thistlepaw (Dull brown tabby tom with violet eyes)
Mentor: Tinypoppy
Fogpaw (Light gray tom with green eyes)
Mentor: Rabbitfoot
Fawnpaw (Brown she-cat with black spots)
Menter: Palefrost

Kits:

Snowkit (White she-cat with yellow eyes)
Smokekit (Dark gray tom with yellow eyes)
Galekit (Light gray she-cat with blue eyes)
Whispkit (White she-cat with yellow eyes)

Post by Abyssus on Jan 19, 2009 16:52:28 GMT -5

Post by Abyssus on Jan 19, 2009 17:30:00 GMT -5