Warrior Cats: The Four Clans

Florestadream · RiverClan Warrior

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Ebonycloud · WindClan Deputy

Ivoryclaw led the young she cat to the base of the rock but stopped a fox length away. He turned to the she cat's former mentor. Dapplerose was sitting otuside of the nursery. Ivoryclaw flicked his tail for her to come. "Its best if you see her through the ceremony. She was your apprentice far longer than mine. Its your teachings that have gotten her this fair. You be the one to greet her and smile at her." With that the tom left the she cat where she was and headed to the back of the crowd. He sat there as still as a statue, like always. His body looked to be made of clean cut stone with jewel colored eyes. He wrapped his tail around his paws and waited for the ceremony to start.

Lilyspirit · RiverClan Warrior

Amberpaw blinked once more, staring up at her old mentor. "I'm... what?" She looked to the clan, to Ivoryclaw, then back to Dapplerose. She was finally... Getting her name? She'd no longer be a -paw? Looking around at the clan, she sidn't focus on the faces. She didn't see them, just like always. Did they want her as a warrior? Did it matter? She felt a tounge on her head and ducked with a mew of complaint.

"Hold still, Amberpaw. You have a huge tuff of fur sticking up on your head." Roseheart's raspy voice calmed her, and she laughed with glee. An odd warmth spread through the clearing, and Amberpaw smiled. The she-cat hadn't laughed sense before her parents died. It was like a bell, so beautiful and shiny from not being used. "Now go make your parents proud." The elder pushed Amberpaw forward, eyes glittering with pride.

Amberpaw walked to the foot of the High(something) next to Dapplerose. The she-cat hit Amberpaw on the back of the head with a round paw. "At last my hard work will come to mean something." Dapplerose grinned. Amberpaw rolled her eyes.

"I wasn't that bad," she teased, bumping her mentor with her shoulder.

"Oh yes you were!" Dapplerose laughed, "You should have seen how impaitent you were at first! Always wanting to go bigger and better, skippign the basics. Not that you needed them, but they still teach valuable lessons-" Amberpaw sighed as Dapplerose went into an age old speach about her impaitence. Please StarClan, she begged with a grin, Interrupt her soon!

Ebonycloud · WindClan Deputy

Ivoryclaw nodded softly to himself, no appearing to approve but not giving a harsh glare. He turned to see Whitestar smile deeply. Since the tom had already called the meeting he saw no reason to yowl out the familiar phrase for gathering.
"Amberpaw, step forward." The young she cat did as she was told.
"I call upon Starclan to look down on this apprentice. She has done her best to learn the ways of your noble code and i commend her to you in her turn." THe tom looked down at Amberpaw, "Amberpaw, do you swear to uphold the warrior code and to defend your clan even if it costs you your life?"

OOC: Not sure what you want your warrior name to be so i didnt go through the whole thing ;D You can finish the ceremony up ^^

Lilyspirit · RiverClan Warrior

Amberpaw took a deep breath and let it out, eyes sparkling with emotion. "Of course." The leader smiled at her choice of words.

"Then by the powers of StarClan, I give you your Warrior name. Amberpaw, from this day forward, you'll be known..." Whitestar looked down at the she-cat. So much promise, such a noble heart. Why had he let that go unnoticed? His eyes scanned the croud --his clan-- and they found Ivoryclaw. Amberwing. Maybe it would force him to get over it, maybe he'd notice the love that Whitestar had seen shine in her eyes for him. The name fit well, he was sure Ivoryclaw's mother was watching down, approving. He leaped off of the highstone, padding up to her. "You'll be known as Amberwing. IvyClan welcomes you as a full warrior in it's ranks."

Amberwing was more than surprised to hear the clan cheering her new name as she licked her leader's shouler in respect. She raised her eyes, scanning the crowd for Ivoryclaw. Was he as happy as she felt? "You're destined for great things." Whitestar said quietly to her before slipping into the mass of cats.

ooc:: Hope you don't mind Ebbs. ;DD

Ebonycloud · WindClan Deputy

Ivoryclaw had watched on passively and nodded when she accepted. He almost smiled as Whitestar got ready to call out her name. Yet at the word 'Amberwing' blood rushed from the tom's face. He bristled without meaning too and his limbs grew stiff. The leader had no more said the name when Ivoryclaw disappeared from the ceremony. As silently as death itself, he vanished through the entrance to camp and headed east toward the border. Cold seeped in to every part of Ivoryclaw's body. Was this some sort of sick joke? Was Whitestar doing this in hopes it would help him? If that was what he thought then the leader was wrong, dead wrong. Amberwing was dead. His beloved mother was murdered. He needed time alone. Away from his apprentice and her new name that inflicted for cruelty on his heart than any cat ever had before.

Lilyspirit · RiverClan Warrior

Amberwing was surrounded by cats that wanted to congradulate her. She thanked them without looking, having eyes for only one tom. Where was he? Why did everyone have to be so interested in her just then? "Excuse me," she pushed her way through the cats, nodding at Florestadream. "Congratulations," the warrior nodded to her senior, looking around camp. She made her way to where her mentor had been, surprised by the scent. Ivoryclaw's scent mixed with fear scent, she never thought she'd smell it. Alarmed, she followed the easy trail out of camp slowly at first. As soon as she was sure nobody could see her, she raced as fast as she could along the scent trail. Where had he gone? She had to find him.

"Ivoryclaw!" She called out into the forest, hoping to slow him. She knew it'd only make him run faster. Amberwing, the apprentice thought, This name's a curse to him! I'll bear it with pride my whole life, I know his mother was strong and loving. Please look over me now to watch your son, to protect him from himself. Amberpaw didn't notice the tears streaming from her eyes as she ran. "Ivoryclaw!" her pained voice rang through the darkness.

Jaggedpine · ThunderClan Deputy

What's been happening?
Sorry I haven't been on for a while. I only get here once a week

Ebonycloud · WindClan Deputy

Ivoyclaw sat by a small pond the brink of the clan's eatern border. He stared down in to its depths but only saw his reflection. Hatred bubbled up in him for that. His face that so resembled that of his uncle Mountainclaw. Why him? Why had he been born this way? He had done nothing wrong... He had done nothing to deserve his father's hatred. That was what it was though... That was what drove Ivoryclaw to conceal his whole being.
There was no reason. If he didnt pretend to not feel anything he would go insane. Yet as he stared down at himself he could almost see his youthful kit face grinning largely. A ripple caused the water's surface to stir and the image was gone. It was wiped away to see a shell of his former self. An unfeeling, uncaring creature sat before him now. Yet this was what he had become. A strong killing machine. He had no need for feelings anymore... He would show no kindness at all anymore. He would fufill his oath to Amberwing and be done with it. He would make her a legend... and then he would disappear.

Lilyspirit · RiverClan Warrior

"Ivoryclaw!" She called out again, still not watching where she was going. But how could she focus on the vibrations in the earth at this time? She'd never practiced them while running, and even if she was standing still, Ivoryclaw didn't make a move. He was so silent, it was like he wasn't there.

So it shouldn't have surprised her when she fell into that same river that she'd soaked in to rid herself of her own nightmares, but it did. The water was all too cold, and she took a deep breath of it becore she put her head up, coughing it all out. "Ivoryclaw!" She tried to call again, but she coughed up more water. She wadded through the shallow stream to the end where it bled into a river. She looked down the river both ways, not finding what she was looking for, She pulled ehrself to the shore, leaning on her side and shaking the water off. She hadn't seen him doen the river, so she closed her eyes. Maybe I was too late, maybe he already took off. Maybe he left. As much as that thought hurt her, she frowned. The alternative would be even worse. If he hadn't left, and would continue to train her, then leave at a later date. She'd fall even more deeply in love with him, and be too stuborn to admit it, then he'd leave and she'd go back to how she was before.