{$title} Pikestar holds a meeting in which he asks three cats to join the council
It should bring him relief, to have so many new warriors among their ranks, and yet… He can't help but think about Russetfall. She collapsed from exhaustion due to his failings to decide on who should join RiverClan's council. He couldn't help but wonder if it was this reason why they decided to step down. That it was his indecision that drew them away. How they shouldered everything for him back then because he was frightened. Frightened of making the wrong choice. However, he should've never let it consume him. Choosing nothing only made others step up and make decisions for him.
This time it was Russetfall who suffered the most. Why? The question plagued him. Why did she push herself to this extent? Why didn't she step down? Why did she continue to believe in him? Eventually he came to a terrible realization. It was not out of belief or out of responsibility. The answer had always been desire. Russetfall helped him and drove herself into exhaustion because she wanted this home to flourish. She didn't want it to collapse and to find a new one.
You Fish-brain… Don't you want to live in it? How could you see the RiverClan we'll make if you work yourself to death?
The small smile he casts towards the clan doesn't quite reach the light in his eyes. However, there are things to be done. I will make things right. A long silver tail gestures for his sibling to step forward. "Kuhli, I've heard nothing but good news since you've joined our clan. All the hard work you've put in shows. You no longer need a warrior to shadow, but there's still much to learn. Warriors continue to grow, and someday you'll have an apprentice of your own to pass down your knowledge and skills." Maybe in a moon or two. We have a lot of kittens running around. We'll need to focus on food the most.
"Eelbrook will be your warrior name, just like you've requested. A name meant to honor us and your previous life." The expression on Eelbrook's face is difficult to distinguish. However, he finds that he's more concerned with how strange this is. The cat who is looking at him is the very same cat that freaked out when crossing the stepping stones. And yet they have a new air to them. It was intriguing. Nevertheless, he must move forward.
He turns his head to his sister. "Brook. You joined RiverClan with Kuhli and have worked just as hard." I can't deny that. Even if I have a hard time getting along with you. He chuffs, "I've gotten many reports of your relentless need to find answers." Most of the time the reports are given to him with exasperation. Especially when it comes from Frostmoth. He always feels a bit sorry for those who have to deal with his brother. They may look alike, but they couldn't be more different. Perhaps that is why stare at him and leave his den with a sigh.
"It's because of your vocal nature and conviction that I have decided on the name Brookstorm as your warrior name." You better like it. It's not a bad name, y'know? I can be nice and not give a terrible name. Brookstorm even sounds cool. Maybe a little too cool for you. "My only advice to you is not to lose sight of your surroundings while finding the answers you seek."
Regardless of whether or not Brookstorm will be baffled by the advice, he flicks his tail to signal Aurora to step forward.
She is an interesting one to put it lightly. Not just because of the unusual circumstances that brought her and a few others to RiverClan, but how she's been intertwined with them since. She had no obligation to be kind to them nor assist them again and again. While she did bring the clan kits, more mouths to feed with Poseidon, it wasn't done out of ill intent. She truly wanted the best for these kits and decided to join afterward. Aurora was practically a warrior in his eyes. There was no additional proof needed.
"Aurora. Even though you haven't spent much time within RiverClan, you have already proven yourself to me. From the very beginning you have shown compassion and selflessness. Not once did you turn away from those in need. You have the spirit of a warrior through and through. I am forever grateful you chose to stay here and be part of our clan. I can only hope the name I've decided for you is enough to express my gratitude."
He takes a deep breath, then exhales. "From now on you will be known as Sleekshark. I hope you'll continue lend a paw to this clan, but please ask for help when you need it." The name shouldn't be too surprising since she requested for the suffix shark within her name. He can only remember being shocked when she specifically requested for a suffix and not a prefix. I think you're the first one to ask for the other part of a name. Then again it's not like Aurorashark makes sense… Well it sounds nice, but I have no idea whether or not that means something bad or good. I thought Sleekshark sounded elegant.
As for the next cat to be called forward, he isn't sure what to make of the situation. Heather had been brought to him by Galerunner and Pebbledream. She knew about their clan already and he assumed it was due to Galerunner seeing as though they were friendly with one another. By all accounts he should've turned her away considering they already welcomed so many new mouths to feed, but she was expecting. She needed help. He wouldn't turn her away, even if it strained the clan as a result. He's certain no one was against the idea of her joining the clan.
What was peculiar? Well… Heather had become distant as of late. It seemed as though something weighed on her mind. He was not close to her, but he knew that she recently left her home. Maybe she misses it? This line of thought was the only thing that had made sense to him, and for that reason he decided her name should be something that reflected her previous home. "Heather, I understand that you wanted to change your name to reflect your decision to live here?"
The light brown molly nods. "Your new name will be Heatherfield. Leaving an old home is a difficult choice, no matter the circumstance. This name honors what was left behind for a brighter future for you and your kits." Oh, if only he knew what transpired between Heather and Ivytwist. If he had known… He would've thought twice about mentioning a bright future. After all, the bright future she desired was never meant to be.
Nevertheless, he tilts his head to an older brown tom with green eyes. Unlike Aurora and Drizzlepaw, his beginnings in this clan were tumultuous. He had waltzed into their camp as if he owned it after all. Frostmoth and Pebbledream were rightfully justified in their rage. It didn't help either that Captain goaded the young deputy. Even if the tom was not leader he was next in line. The older male had to show respect. His life would be in Frostmoth's paws in the future, and the warrior was not as soft as he was.
"Captain." A beat. "Ploverslip will be your new name." The name bears no resemblance to his previous name. It is only due to Wavesong that he knows what a Captain is. Captain means someone who leads. The older tom before him certainly cuts a path behind him. However, Pikestar can't help but recall how the older tom carried himself. Rushing past the biting words of Frostmoth and hiss of Pebbledream with ease.
Back at the shipyard there was a small bird that sprinted about in strange patterns. "You are named after a small bird from our old home, the Shipyard. They are clever hunters and extremely difficult to catch. The way you carry yourself reminds me of them. There will be cats who underestimate you, but you have plenty of fight in you. I believe you'll slip past their eyes and show them the cost of being too proud."
While he can't promise that RiverClan will never find themselves in a fight with another clan, he understands that cats like Ploverslip are needed. Their wisdom and experience could be passed down to others. Even if there was some friction between Ploverslip and some clanmates, they could learn a great deal from one another.
Only two left. Two more warriors to add to our ranks, but these two have practically waited for moons to be named warriors. Your mentors taught you well, and for one of you… I hope you can forgive us for the decision we made. Maybe not now, but someday. I'd like to think things are a little better since you requested something.
He shakes his head. There was more, much more left to say.
"Lavenderpaw, please step forward." It hits him. She was part of the first litter born in this new home of theirs. For a moment she is not a fully grown molly, she is a kit nestled by her parents side. He remembers the first time he saw her take in their new home. The sparkle in her eyes burned into his mind. The way he would walk with Willowburn sometimes and see Lavenderpaw follow, how she would watch him. Attentive to the subtle shifts in the air.
Then, he sees her. A full grown molly. Seconds away from claiming her right as a warrior. She is not his, but he can't help but feel a twinge of sadness. It really has been that long, huh? "You are one of the first cats born here. You only know of our old home through stories, but even so… I've watched your training and see how you've grown, and what I can say is that everything turned out all right. Maybe you will grieve not having the experience of the Shipyard, but there are so many who don't, and more who won't ever know."
His gaze shifts to her parents for a brief moment. He knows they will kill him if he gave her a terrible name, but he can only hope the name he decided on was something not only they liked, but one Lavender could say proudly. "You are proof that life can still spring from destruction and uncertainty. For that reason and for your attentiveness your new name will be Lavenderspring." What will you do now? I hope the place your paws lead you isn't one with too much grief, especially with that Thunderclanner you're close with.
With a nod, he looks at Thunderpaw. She was originally meant to graduate last moon, but it had been decided by the council that it was best for her to be held back. Initially it was a rocky situation, but with Poseidon's presence she was happier. From what he could tell the pair had eyes for one another, which was amusing and heartwarming to see. He had high hopes for the pair. They really seemed to bring out the best in one another.
"Despite everything that's happened since last moon, you have shown me grit. There were also other sides of you that were able to blossom since then. If you are still enraged by the decision we made, feel free to. I'm not asking or demanding forgiveness. Just know that I am truly happy seeing you grow and give the warrior name you requested."
The silver leader takes a deep breath. "From now on you will be known as Thunderstorm." Green eyes refuse to look at Galerunner. Instead he focuses his attention on the mass of cats below him. "Storm is the name of her father. A tom whose death led to the loss of Sunnysplash, the mother of Thunderstorm and Galerunner." He lets the words settle into the ears of his clanmates.
Speaking of another's situation is a path to be walked carefully after all.
"Thunderstorm requested this name as a promise. A promise that she will not bear the weight of the past. To be a living memory of those who aren't here anymore."
The silence he's met with is suffocating. He knows his clan has their reservations. Did they think he should've denied her request? That it was just as bad as the name Howlingkit. Even though he made her new name official, ultimately the name was one she decided on herself.
"Now we'll move onto our new apprentices."
While five is a decent amount, he is well aware that next moon they will have double the amount of apprentices. Apprentices who need mentors. Thankfully, the clan has a bulk of warriors who weren't currently training any apprentices. However, they were young. We can't afford to wait for them to gain more experience. We just have to take a chance, and I know who to start off with. Who will show they'll be ready to train an apprentice of their own quickly.
A well groomed (as much as Pikestar could fight the curled fur) chocolate looked up at him. It was the child he took as his own. A child he could take under his paw as his apprentice, but he knew it wouldn't be best for them. "Pricklekit, from now on you'll be known as Pricklepaw. The warrior who will be your mentor is Crescentmoon. I trust that Crescentmoon will teach you everything you need to know and more if you ask nicely." He looks at Crescentmoon and nods. Whatever she decided was best for Pricklepaw to become the best warrior he could be… He would support. She wouldn't do something cruel.
His gaze lingers for a few seconds, before moving onto Buck-kit. He signals the kit to step forward with a flick of his tail. "You will be called Buckpaw from now on, until you receive your warrior name. Your mentor will be Damselflyfrost. He is an excellent swimmer and hunter. I have complete faith she will bring out the best in you." The leader doesn't mention the standards Damselflyfrost may place on Buckpaw. That was something for the pair to work through and come to an agreement of sorts.
Quickly he snaps his head to a blue rosette kit, a child of Willowburn. "Cloudkit, you'll be called Cloudpaw until you complete your training. Your mentor will be Littlebrook." She is a responsible cat. He doesn't have the best relationship with her, but he knows that Littlebrook had a positive relationship with Pineheart. A former member of the RiverClan council. If Pineheart liked her, then I shouldn't have any reason to worry. I trust her. "Listen to what she has to say, the skills she will pass down are essential."
With a wave of a paw he signals Bloomkit forward. "Bloomkit, you are ready to become an apprentice. As Bloompaw your mentor will be Wavesong. She already has experience with training one apprentice, so I know you'll do well under her care." I hope this isn't too soon for you Wavesong, but I wouldn't ask you this if there wasn't a better choice.
The last apprentice is an intriguing one. Poseidon had joined the clan quickly after Sleekshark, but they were significantly younger than the bulk of the former campground kittypets. This meant he would have to be given a mentor to deduce what kind of training they required.
In all honesty he had very little reason to take in Poseidon. The only reason why he was taken in was because of Thunderstorm. Their relationship bore fruit it seemed when Poseidon began calling himself Drizzlepaw. It surprised the leader seeing as no one had ever done this before. It was also clear to him that Drizzlepaw was serious about being part of this clan. I guess I should make it official.
A silver tail flicks towards Drizzlepaw. "Poseidon was your old name and you've since taken on a clan name. I will honor your wishes and everyone will do the same. You are Drizzlepaw, and you are in need of a mentor. Your mentor will be Hydrangeabloom. He is kind and attentive. He is also one of RiverClan's weavers. If you would like to become a weaver feel free to ask."
Usually this is where a meeting would end. The cats below him are exhausted from hearing him drone on, he's certain of it. However, he can't end it now. Not with hearing the whispers of RiverClan's future passing from their lips. Of hearing Russetfall's collapse multiple times. Of Jinglemoon pulling him to the side, furious with him. Of Frostmoth practically begging for him to do something. This needed to come to an end. He spoke with Frostmoth about increasing their council. About what their clan needed most of all. They couldn't keep this up anymore.
Pikestar rises to his paws, steadying himself for what's to come. "RiverClan. With Russetfall resting, the increase of our numbers, and threats from other clans… It has been decided to add new council members to our ranks. The cats selected to join us are reliable and they only want the best for this clan."
We can't afford to take any risks now. Hopefully they accept, or… Or… We'll figure it out. One way or another.
"If they accept, I would like RiverClan to welcome Pebbledream, Willowburn, and Smokewreath as our new Life Guards."
This time it was Russetfall who suffered the most. Why? The question plagued him. Why did she push herself to this extent? Why didn't she step down? Why did she continue to believe in him? Eventually he came to a terrible realization. It was not out of belief or out of responsibility. The answer had always been desire. Russetfall helped him and drove herself into exhaustion because she wanted this home to flourish. She didn't want it to collapse and to find a new one.
You Fish-brain… Don't you want to live in it? How could you see the RiverClan we'll make if you work yourself to death?
The small smile he casts towards the clan doesn't quite reach the light in his eyes. However, there are things to be done. I will make things right. A long silver tail gestures for his sibling to step forward. "Kuhli, I've heard nothing but good news since you've joined our clan. All the hard work you've put in shows. You no longer need a warrior to shadow, but there's still much to learn. Warriors continue to grow, and someday you'll have an apprentice of your own to pass down your knowledge and skills." Maybe in a moon or two. We have a lot of kittens running around. We'll need to focus on food the most.
"Eelbrook will be your warrior name, just like you've requested. A name meant to honor us and your previous life." The expression on Eelbrook's face is difficult to distinguish. However, he finds that he's more concerned with how strange this is. The cat who is looking at him is the very same cat that freaked out when crossing the stepping stones. And yet they have a new air to them. It was intriguing. Nevertheless, he must move forward.
He turns his head to his sister. "Brook. You joined RiverClan with Kuhli and have worked just as hard." I can't deny that. Even if I have a hard time getting along with you. He chuffs, "I've gotten many reports of your relentless need to find answers." Most of the time the reports are given to him with exasperation. Especially when it comes from Frostmoth. He always feels a bit sorry for those who have to deal with his brother. They may look alike, but they couldn't be more different. Perhaps that is why stare at him and leave his den with a sigh.
"It's because of your vocal nature and conviction that I have decided on the name Brookstorm as your warrior name." You better like it. It's not a bad name, y'know? I can be nice and not give a terrible name. Brookstorm even sounds cool. Maybe a little too cool for you. "My only advice to you is not to lose sight of your surroundings while finding the answers you seek."
Regardless of whether or not Brookstorm will be baffled by the advice, he flicks his tail to signal Aurora to step forward.
She is an interesting one to put it lightly. Not just because of the unusual circumstances that brought her and a few others to RiverClan, but how she's been intertwined with them since. She had no obligation to be kind to them nor assist them again and again. While she did bring the clan kits, more mouths to feed with Poseidon, it wasn't done out of ill intent. She truly wanted the best for these kits and decided to join afterward. Aurora was practically a warrior in his eyes. There was no additional proof needed.
"Aurora. Even though you haven't spent much time within RiverClan, you have already proven yourself to me. From the very beginning you have shown compassion and selflessness. Not once did you turn away from those in need. You have the spirit of a warrior through and through. I am forever grateful you chose to stay here and be part of our clan. I can only hope the name I've decided for you is enough to express my gratitude."
He takes a deep breath, then exhales. "From now on you will be known as Sleekshark. I hope you'll continue lend a paw to this clan, but please ask for help when you need it." The name shouldn't be too surprising since she requested for the suffix shark within her name. He can only remember being shocked when she specifically requested for a suffix and not a prefix. I think you're the first one to ask for the other part of a name. Then again it's not like Aurorashark makes sense… Well it sounds nice, but I have no idea whether or not that means something bad or good. I thought Sleekshark sounded elegant.
As for the next cat to be called forward, he isn't sure what to make of the situation. Heather had been brought to him by Galerunner and Pebbledream. She knew about their clan already and he assumed it was due to Galerunner seeing as though they were friendly with one another. By all accounts he should've turned her away considering they already welcomed so many new mouths to feed, but she was expecting. She needed help. He wouldn't turn her away, even if it strained the clan as a result. He's certain no one was against the idea of her joining the clan.
What was peculiar? Well… Heather had become distant as of late. It seemed as though something weighed on her mind. He was not close to her, but he knew that she recently left her home. Maybe she misses it? This line of thought was the only thing that had made sense to him, and for that reason he decided her name should be something that reflected her previous home. "Heather, I understand that you wanted to change your name to reflect your decision to live here?"
The light brown molly nods. "Your new name will be Heatherfield. Leaving an old home is a difficult choice, no matter the circumstance. This name honors what was left behind for a brighter future for you and your kits." Oh, if only he knew what transpired between Heather and Ivytwist. If he had known… He would've thought twice about mentioning a bright future. After all, the bright future she desired was never meant to be.
Nevertheless, he tilts his head to an older brown tom with green eyes. Unlike Aurora and Drizzlepaw, his beginnings in this clan were tumultuous. He had waltzed into their camp as if he owned it after all. Frostmoth and Pebbledream were rightfully justified in their rage. It didn't help either that Captain goaded the young deputy. Even if the tom was not leader he was next in line. The older male had to show respect. His life would be in Frostmoth's paws in the future, and the warrior was not as soft as he was.
"Captain." A beat. "Ploverslip will be your new name." The name bears no resemblance to his previous name. It is only due to Wavesong that he knows what a Captain is. Captain means someone who leads. The older tom before him certainly cuts a path behind him. However, Pikestar can't help but recall how the older tom carried himself. Rushing past the biting words of Frostmoth and hiss of Pebbledream with ease.
Back at the shipyard there was a small bird that sprinted about in strange patterns. "You are named after a small bird from our old home, the Shipyard. They are clever hunters and extremely difficult to catch. The way you carry yourself reminds me of them. There will be cats who underestimate you, but you have plenty of fight in you. I believe you'll slip past their eyes and show them the cost of being too proud."
While he can't promise that RiverClan will never find themselves in a fight with another clan, he understands that cats like Ploverslip are needed. Their wisdom and experience could be passed down to others. Even if there was some friction between Ploverslip and some clanmates, they could learn a great deal from one another.
Only two left. Two more warriors to add to our ranks, but these two have practically waited for moons to be named warriors. Your mentors taught you well, and for one of you… I hope you can forgive us for the decision we made. Maybe not now, but someday. I'd like to think things are a little better since you requested something.
He shakes his head. There was more, much more left to say.
"Lavenderpaw, please step forward." It hits him. She was part of the first litter born in this new home of theirs. For a moment she is not a fully grown molly, she is a kit nestled by her parents side. He remembers the first time he saw her take in their new home. The sparkle in her eyes burned into his mind. The way he would walk with Willowburn sometimes and see Lavenderpaw follow, how she would watch him. Attentive to the subtle shifts in the air.
Then, he sees her. A full grown molly. Seconds away from claiming her right as a warrior. She is not his, but he can't help but feel a twinge of sadness. It really has been that long, huh? "You are one of the first cats born here. You only know of our old home through stories, but even so… I've watched your training and see how you've grown, and what I can say is that everything turned out all right. Maybe you will grieve not having the experience of the Shipyard, but there are so many who don't, and more who won't ever know."
His gaze shifts to her parents for a brief moment. He knows they will kill him if he gave her a terrible name, but he can only hope the name he decided on was something not only they liked, but one Lavender could say proudly. "You are proof that life can still spring from destruction and uncertainty. For that reason and for your attentiveness your new name will be Lavenderspring." What will you do now? I hope the place your paws lead you isn't one with too much grief, especially with that Thunderclanner you're close with.
With a nod, he looks at Thunderpaw. She was originally meant to graduate last moon, but it had been decided by the council that it was best for her to be held back. Initially it was a rocky situation, but with Poseidon's presence she was happier. From what he could tell the pair had eyes for one another, which was amusing and heartwarming to see. He had high hopes for the pair. They really seemed to bring out the best in one another.
"Despite everything that's happened since last moon, you have shown me grit. There were also other sides of you that were able to blossom since then. If you are still enraged by the decision we made, feel free to. I'm not asking or demanding forgiveness. Just know that I am truly happy seeing you grow and give the warrior name you requested."
The silver leader takes a deep breath. "From now on you will be known as Thunderstorm." Green eyes refuse to look at Galerunner. Instead he focuses his attention on the mass of cats below him. "Storm is the name of her father. A tom whose death led to the loss of Sunnysplash, the mother of Thunderstorm and Galerunner." He lets the words settle into the ears of his clanmates.
Speaking of another's situation is a path to be walked carefully after all.
"Thunderstorm requested this name as a promise. A promise that she will not bear the weight of the past. To be a living memory of those who aren't here anymore."
The silence he's met with is suffocating. He knows his clan has their reservations. Did they think he should've denied her request? That it was just as bad as the name Howlingkit. Even though he made her new name official, ultimately the name was one she decided on herself.
"Now we'll move onto our new apprentices."
While five is a decent amount, he is well aware that next moon they will have double the amount of apprentices. Apprentices who need mentors. Thankfully, the clan has a bulk of warriors who weren't currently training any apprentices. However, they were young. We can't afford to wait for them to gain more experience. We just have to take a chance, and I know who to start off with. Who will show they'll be ready to train an apprentice of their own quickly.
A well groomed (as much as Pikestar could fight the curled fur) chocolate looked up at him. It was the child he took as his own. A child he could take under his paw as his apprentice, but he knew it wouldn't be best for them. "Pricklekit, from now on you'll be known as Pricklepaw. The warrior who will be your mentor is Crescentmoon. I trust that Crescentmoon will teach you everything you need to know and more if you ask nicely." He looks at Crescentmoon and nods. Whatever she decided was best for Pricklepaw to become the best warrior he could be… He would support. She wouldn't do something cruel.
His gaze lingers for a few seconds, before moving onto Buck-kit. He signals the kit to step forward with a flick of his tail. "You will be called Buckpaw from now on, until you receive your warrior name. Your mentor will be Damselflyfrost. He is an excellent swimmer and hunter. I have complete faith she will bring out the best in you." The leader doesn't mention the standards Damselflyfrost may place on Buckpaw. That was something for the pair to work through and come to an agreement of sorts.
Quickly he snaps his head to a blue rosette kit, a child of Willowburn. "Cloudkit, you'll be called Cloudpaw until you complete your training. Your mentor will be Littlebrook." She is a responsible cat. He doesn't have the best relationship with her, but he knows that Littlebrook had a positive relationship with Pineheart. A former member of the RiverClan council. If Pineheart liked her, then I shouldn't have any reason to worry. I trust her. "Listen to what she has to say, the skills she will pass down are essential."
With a wave of a paw he signals Bloomkit forward. "Bloomkit, you are ready to become an apprentice. As Bloompaw your mentor will be Wavesong. She already has experience with training one apprentice, so I know you'll do well under her care." I hope this isn't too soon for you Wavesong, but I wouldn't ask you this if there wasn't a better choice.
The last apprentice is an intriguing one. Poseidon had joined the clan quickly after Sleekshark, but they were significantly younger than the bulk of the former campground kittypets. This meant he would have to be given a mentor to deduce what kind of training they required.
In all honesty he had very little reason to take in Poseidon. The only reason why he was taken in was because of Thunderstorm. Their relationship bore fruit it seemed when Poseidon began calling himself Drizzlepaw. It surprised the leader seeing as no one had ever done this before. It was also clear to him that Drizzlepaw was serious about being part of this clan. I guess I should make it official.
A silver tail flicks towards Drizzlepaw. "Poseidon was your old name and you've since taken on a clan name. I will honor your wishes and everyone will do the same. You are Drizzlepaw, and you are in need of a mentor. Your mentor will be Hydrangeabloom. He is kind and attentive. He is also one of RiverClan's weavers. If you would like to become a weaver feel free to ask."
Usually this is where a meeting would end. The cats below him are exhausted from hearing him drone on, he's certain of it. However, he can't end it now. Not with hearing the whispers of RiverClan's future passing from their lips. Of hearing Russetfall's collapse multiple times. Of Jinglemoon pulling him to the side, furious with him. Of Frostmoth practically begging for him to do something. This needed to come to an end. He spoke with Frostmoth about increasing their council. About what their clan needed most of all. They couldn't keep this up anymore.
Pikestar rises to his paws, steadying himself for what's to come. "RiverClan. With Russetfall resting, the increase of our numbers, and threats from other clans… It has been decided to add new council members to our ranks. The cats selected to join us are reliable and they only want the best for this clan."
We can't afford to take any risks now. Hopefully they accept, or… Or… We'll figure it out. One way or another.
"If they accept, I would like RiverClan to welcome Pebbledream, Willowburn, and Smokewreath as our new Life Guards."
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A long and late meeting for the month! The meeting agenda is below to get a quick gist of what happened during this meeting! Congrats to the new life guards!!! <3
NEW LIFEGUARDS (if they accept):
— @pebbledream.
— @Smokewreath
— @willowburn
NEW WARRIORS:
— Thunderpaw -> Thunderstorm
— Lavenderpaw -> Lavenderspring
NAME CHANGES:
— Kuhli -> Eelbrook
— Brook -> Brookstorm
— Aurora -> Sleekshark
— Heather -> Heatherfield
— Captain -> Ploverslip
— Poseidon -> Drizzlepaw
NEW APPRENTICES:
— Pricklepaw -> Crescentmoon
— Buckpaw -> Damselflyfrost
— Cloudpaw -> Littlebrook
— Bloompaw -> Wavesong
— Drizzlepaw -> Hydrangeabloom -
PIKESTAR— leader of riverclan, former shipyard cat
♱ 44 moons — he/him — ages realistically on the 1st
♱ speech is"#36D9AB"— thoughts are italics — attacks are underlined
♱ short haired silver mackerel tabby with green eyes
♱ peaceful & healing powerplay permitted — underline & tag when attacking
♱ penned by velou — kasaven on discord — open to plots & dms
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