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Post by Muddy on Feb 29, 2008 18:10:30 GMT -5
OOC: so none of the med. cats are really posting on med cat 3, and its already past the next half moon, so Im gonna start this one.
Goldenpaw padded up towards mothermouth. She was nervous, for she was going through the ceremony to be a true medicine cat without Lovestorm. She wondered who would conduct it. Shivering in the cold breeze, Goldenpaw sat down by the looming square entrance, her thoughts lost in the breeze.
OOC: does she have her med cat name yet? if she doesn't, i'd like for it to be goldenpelt.
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Post by Lovestorm on Mar 1, 2008 0:07:11 GMT -5
OOC: If you need Lovestorm, in the dream, just put OOC and ask for Lovestorm...
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Post by Embersky on Mar 1, 2008 11:29:53 GMT -5
ooc: Pinepaw needs Silverleaf to come!
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Post by Sheerpath on Mar 1, 2008 16:19:46 GMT -5
OOC:What is Littlewing suppose to do?! We're all messed up!!!
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Post by Muddy on Mar 1, 2008 17:47:23 GMT -5
OOC: oh rain said i could RP her cats when I need to ie gatherings (willowstar) med cat meetings (silverleaf)...
Silverleaf padded up towards the looming cave of mothermouth, Pinepaw following her. She saw Goldenpaw alone and asked, "Where's Lovestorm?"
Goldenpaw looked up. "Well...she's gone, um, hunting with..." Goldenpaw's voice caught. She swallowed and finished, "Starclan."
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Post by Sheerpath on Mar 2, 2008 10:46:01 GMT -5
"WHAT?! Lovestorm is dead?!" Littlewing was utterly shocked expecially when everything seemed so peaceful
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Post by Muddy on Mar 2, 2008 10:50:21 GMT -5
Goldenpaw nodded. "I don't know how..." she murmured, "But she told me to say farewell to you, and that there is love in all our hearts." The pretty golden tabby looked around the other cats. THey were all shocked and horrified. "She said that she'll be with us, always." Goldenpaw said.
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Post by Sheerpath on Mar 2, 2008 10:53:30 GMT -5
Littlewing dipped his head in agreement. "She'll be safe with StarClan" Littlewing shook his gray head trying to get the grieving thoughts out of his mind. "You are a worthy sucessor Goldenpaw."
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Post by Muddy on Mar 2, 2008 11:10:03 GMT -5
Silverleaf nodded in agreement. Goldenpaw felt her fur prickle in embarrassment and bent down to like her chest fur. "Should we go now?"
OOC: wildstar said he was out sick and won't be so active until he gets better...so...
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Post by Sheerpath on Mar 2, 2008 15:59:01 GMT -5
OOC:So...? Littlewing nodded and started padding in to the tunnel that led to the Moonstone
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Post by Muddy on Mar 2, 2008 17:35:20 GMT -5
Goldenpaw followed the medicine cat through the dark twisting tunnels, nervous and excited.
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Post by Sheerpath on Mar 4, 2008 18:53:50 GMT -5
Littlewing led the way feeling slightly irritated at the damp rocky walls raking against his light gray fur. He padded quietly in to the cavern. He wondered who was going to say that words that let Goldenpaw become a true med. cat OOC:So...who's gonna say it?
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Post by Embersky on Mar 4, 2008 18:56:15 GMT -5
ooc: *hem, hem* PINEPAW?!?!?!? I'm not angry, just...ya...
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Post by Sheerpath on Mar 5, 2008 20:03:38 GMT -5
OOC:Okay, so Silverleaf *cough cough Muddy* needs to introduce Pinepaw to StarClan and someone needs to say the words that would make Goldenpaw Goldenpelt and a true med. cat. Can Littlewing say it?
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Post by Muddy on Mar 7, 2008 18:17:05 GMT -5
OOC: sure, why not? BTW, the ceremony goes somewhat like this: I _________, medicine cat of _________, call upon my warrior ancestors to look down on this apprentice. He/She has trained hard to understand the way of the medicine cat, and with your help, he/she will serve his/her Clan for many moons. ____________, do you promise to uphold the ways of a medicine cat, to stand apart from rivalry between Clan and Clan, and to protect all cats equally, even at the cost of your life? I do. THen by the powers of Starclan, I give you your medicine cat name. _________, from this moment, you will be known as ___________. Starclan honors your ___________ and your _______. (Here you do the muzzle-on-head-lick-shoulder-thing. Everyone calls name, etc.)
Silverleaf padded up to the glowing stone. It always awed her, but Silverleaf had more important things to do. "Starclan!" she called. "I bring you this apprentice, who wishes to enter the mysteries of being a medicine cat. I pray that you will accept him as you accepted me." Silverleaf turned to face Pinepaw. "Do you wish to walk the path of a medicine cat?"
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