Open Camp gotta raise a little hell / warrior names

[Halfshade]

YOU'RE WELCOME BITCH, THE SHOW IS FREE

I DON'T DO THE WALK OF SHAME - I STRUT

Sablestar took a little too well to his new leadership role, he seemed to be thriving in it and there was a confidence that leaned just a little too close to egotism as she watched him place himself before them to begin a meeting to grant them all new names. Halfy made a mental note to keep him in check, if she had to do it by shoving his face in a puddle she would. The colony divide still sits heavy in her chest, the prickle of blood on her pelt has not yet stopped and she wonders if she will ever feel clean again when her name makes her snap back to attention.
Halfshade. For her pelt. Another appearance name just like her mother's uncreative options - it was almost comical.

Her mate and sibling chime in well before she has time to utter her own commentary and she clicks her tongue as she regards them both with mismatched eyes, "Well, it could have been something far more stupid. It's acceptable." He could've chosen Halfyshade or something, while she liked her original name it just didn't sing well with other words latched onto its tail-end. Hollowmist is given a decent enough name though she wonders where Sablestar saw 'mist' within it. Perhaps the fogged over eye? In which case they had both been named for their appearance in a way, her split coat and Hollow's glassy iris. She hoped deeply Blue got an especially silly name that they could tease him about. The longhaired queen tilts her head to lightly bump her cheek into Smogmaw's, lips curling in a smirk as she considers his name too, maw was just a fancy way of saying mouth - he was not the gossipy one of the two of them, that crown fell on her brow, but it at least sounded nice even if the meaning was unclear and a little odd.
Her fellow former colony cats all received their own two part name, some especially silly (she was fairly certain moth's didn't bite) and some very suiting (shine was a good word for Marble's obnoxiously peppy personality).
The newly named Halfshade chuffed quietly as she finally hears her brother called 'gale' and rolls her eyes; it actually sounded rather nice, she wonders if perhaps it was Sablestar attempting to appease her knowing she was the most likely to vocally gripe about it, but what he didn't know was her enjoyment of picking on her littermates - a stupid name would've been funny.
"Well, we can't all be winners." She said anyways, tone rising up in a laugh, "Are we done here? I want to finish our den repairs before night so we don't have to sleep on the mud." The horrors.

♥ I like turning heads - breaking necks ♥ Highheels in the morning.

Halfshade
♥ — ShadowClan
♥ — She/Her
"SPEECH", 'THOUGHTS', ATTACK
♥ — Blue Torbie w/Blue & Orange Eyes.
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