Backwritten Camp WindClan I'll know my name when it's called again ✪ 3/21/25 meeting ✪

[Dustystar]

{$title} yayy names. priority given to cats who i was supposed to choose the names for, so they know what to call themselves, haha. Title from 'The Cave' by Mumford and Sons

✪ Align my Heart, my Body, my Mind​

indentDustystar climbs atop the tallrock for the first time since she had announced her communion with the stars. It's been two days since then. She's given it a bit of time to settle, for cats to make up their mind and come to terms with her first announcement. She had received far from resounding support, but she refused to let it bog down her mind. Instead, she willed herself to focus on all who had offered her support, despite her inexperience and wild claims of cats from beyond the stars.

indent"Everyone old enough to hunt their own prey, gather under the tallrock. I've got some more things to say."

indentShe waits a few moments before continuing, to let cats make their way over. Once she's satisfied everyone who's going to come has, she speaks again. "I'd like to thank you all for comin' here, listening to me. Your support means a great deal to me. I do hope you know this." She bows her head, grateful.
"I know I said we could take our time, what with the names and all, but there's a few I'd like to get out of the way, now. If ya don't mind."

indentFirst her eye drifts towards the two cats that had accompanied her to the Moonstone in her first action as leader. "Goldie, Sweet. You've both been very good to me. I think you deserve some recognition." The two tomcats had been among the first to place their faith in her. Although they weren't close before the fire, Dustystar is sure she'll end up leaning on their support for many moons to come. "Goldy. We may have gotten off on the wrong foot, but you've proven yourself to be loyals and trustworthy, willing to stand up and take action when others hesitate. For this, I grant you the name 'Goldenroar'." The name also suits his long mane and charisma, she thinks. She hopes it serves him well. "Sweet, you're one of the most perceptive cats I know. Without your help, I'd for sure have been carried off my some hawk on the way to the Moonstone. I give you the name 'Sweetnose', in honor of your keen nose and tracking skill."

indentWith the most pertinent names being done with, Dustystar moves on to some of the others. "Lucille." Dustystar didn't know the molly well, but she had made an impression, rushing out during the first meeting. Was it anger or frustration that had sent her away? "You have a powerful will and a strong spirit, like a leading mare. The name 'Maremane' will suit you well, if you choose to take it." Dustystar isn't sure that she'll accept, but she decides to extend the olive branch anyways. "Raven. You've got a good head on your shoulders. Like your namesake, you let reason and intellect guide you." Dustystar has often admired that about him, how he doesn't let emotions sway his decisions. "I offer you the name 'Ravencall'. I hope it serves you well."

indentDustystar takes a deep breath before she continues. "Whorl. You've had a storied life with plenty of experience. I hope that you can stand alongside us as 'Whorltail', and guide us with that you've learned." Only one more to go. "Hibiscus. You're a reasonable cat. I grant you the name 'Hibiscusbelly'. Please continue to stand alongside and support us." Dustystar bows her head once more, regarding the newly names warriors before her.
"If you don't want these names, I suppose i can't force you to use them. But please know they're a piece of history and culture, connecting us to our past. I hope you grow to appreciate them."

- @GOLDENROAR @lucille @Sweetnose @hibiscus @whorl -​

Dustystar - 26 moons - Windclan Leader

 

[GOLDENROAR]

He thinks he slept the entire day away after that first watch and the trip to the stone. He's a bit sore, given the fact he finally let himself rest, and is resting now where the sun beams down on him. Aqua eyes crack open, turning up towards Dustystar, and he rises, stepping close to the impending meeting. A yawn splits from his jaw as he sits down, tail waving behind him briefly before his focus is upon her in full.

He nods at her thanks, a silent way of saying 'you're welcome'. Goldy, however, is a bit surprised to hear the naming thing she had mentioned before was going to continue. His vision switched towards Merry, then back towards Dustystar- he is one of the first called. Him and Sweet. He blinks at the other tom that had accompanied them to the stone, and curiously turns his attention back towards Dustystar. Honestly, he couldn't even comprehend why kind of name he would end up getting. Something cool? Dumb? Goldfur sounded dumb, honestly- Dustystar silences his thoughts by speaking.

In instants, he is no longer Goldy, but Goldenroar. Goldenroar. He is stunned for a moment, as if the breath has slipped from his lips, stolen by another- then he inhales, and feels renewed. Goldenroar. He tastes the name, rolls it over his tongue. Well, it's more of a stunner then Goldy is, that's for sure. A smile tips and spreads over his lips, dipping his head to Dustystar. "Thank y', Dustystar." He calls, his tail swaying briefly in satisfaction before falling still again. Other names are called, and he thinks they're all very fitting, wild, even.

The grin on his lips never fades.

_______________________ I KEEP RUNNIN' BUT ☼ I'M STANDING STILL _______________________

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• GOLDENROAR he/him, windclanner, thirty six moons.
  ☆ a lh golden red marbled tabby with low white and glimmering aqua eyes. often seen with a smirk, confidence oozing from him in heaps, but always the ever-helpful guy.
  ☆ mentored by who / mentoring no one
  ☆ older brother to merry
  ☆ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ☆ penned by dallas ↛ dallasofnines on discord, feel free to dm for plots.

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[Hollowmumble]

Hollowmumble, -- 34 Moons / Barn Cat -- Ages on the 14th
Black spotted ghost tabby with bright amber eyes.
She is friendly, yet quiet, and always willing to help.
Tagging N/A

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Hollow sat below in the grass before the area where the rock towered over them all, casting a shadow over the area below it. Skepticism and worry tugged at her mind, hearing Dusty put the names of other cats into her own paws. It was so... wrong. Something about it all felt wrong to her. The more Dusty clung to this idea of a clan and their ancestors, the more Hollow put merit into the idea that she had hit her head far too hard during the fire.

Her taking over for other cats, though, even if it was just making up names, concerned her far more though. Taking the lead after the fire was fine, many cats needed someone to look to for help... but this was just so...

The fact that other cats began to go with it worried her too. Goldy looked pleased with his new name. She didn't... understand. She didn't trust it. She didn't really know how to feel about it. It was so odd. She felt a bit sick, about all of this, as if these small steps were leading to some kind of impending doom and Hollow could do nothing about it. Like it was all slowly spinning out of control. All of this clan and starclan and ancestors and changing their names and Dusty being in charge- it was wrong.

She glanced at Clover, and Merry, then looked down to her paws below, shuffling them in the grass. There was nothing she could do, so she would stay quiet, as she always is.