Backwritten Camp TC ONE DAY, I AM GONNA GROW WINGS // return from moonstone+name reveal

[rowanfeather]

takes place the night after the last half moon meeting on nov12

☆ The return trip home is not as hard as the last one, but it still wears on Rowanpaw's– no, Rowanfeather's– body. Her old injury does not do well with cold it seems, and certainly not with long journeys. Still, she's back sooner than last time, although the camp has already woken up. She knows what she has to do, but she's nervous for one reason or another. But she said she'd be the best of Serpentberry… perhaps she can borrow a bit of her showmanship, if just for a day.

"Thunderclan," she calls out, soft voice carrying throughout the clearing. She settles on the ground next to the high place their leader would usually take when she called a meeting. "I spoke to Starclan tonight, to my mother, Serpentberry– and they've honoured me with my full name. From now on, I will be known as Rowanfeather…"

☆ ROWANPAW. 14 moons
mentored by serpentberry,
adopted daughter of serpentberry and thornstar
peaceful powerplay allowed
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[hazelheart hazelheart]

(🜲) hazelheart sets down a blackbird gently on the prey pile, amber eyes tired but content. a hunting session with snapdragonpaw had yielded good results, filling their food resources as leaf-fall transitions into leaf-bare. broad shoulders roll, muscles flexing as the feline stretches, claws digging into the earth briefly. she shakes herself off, then glances around, ready to settle in for a while and groom out the troubles of the day. movement at the entrance of camp distracts the woman and she turns, tail curling up as she recognizes the flaming pelt of their medicine cat's apprentice - medicine cat now, she supposes. rowanpaw pads softly through camp, halting by loonstar's den to call to her clan. hazelheart's ears prick expectantly, some anticipation stirring in her gut. would today be the day the healer announced her new name? the tabby storm guard is not privy to what happens at the medicine meetings, but she knows that rowanpaw often meets with starclan. perhaps serpentberry had bestowed the honor of a full medicine cat onto her daughter and apprentice.

it is as the woman had suspected - rowanpaw is no more, apprenticehood burned away like the flame of her pelt. standing before the clan now is rowanfeather, healer in her own right, looking both confident and at the same time achingly young to the older cat. hazelheart remembers when the girl was but a child, trotting after her adoptive mother with adoration in her gaze. now she looks stronger, but tired, adulthood thrust upon her. still, there is pride to be had in becoming what you had trained to be. "congratulations, rowanfeather!" the storm guard calls, blinking softly at her new healer. "you carry the name well, young one." there is trust in her tone, warmth and pride. any time a young cat succeeds, hazelheart knows the clan will live on. rowanfeather is proof of that.

I NEED MY GOLDEN CROWN OF SORROW 🜲 MY BLOODY SWORD TO SWING

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  HAZELHEART 🜲 tags / toyhouse
  
  🜲 trans molly (she / her) / bisexual, widow of BRACKEN
  🜲 63 moons old, ages realistically
  🜲 storm guard of thunderclan
  🜲 mother to MAGNOLIAPEAK, HONEYSUCKLECRY, HYACINTHRAIN
  🜲 mentoring SNAPDRAGONPAW / mentored by none
  🜲 penned by LAVS / message lavendes on discord for plots!
  
  a stocky, medium-haired brown tabby with hazel eyes. this is a large cat with a rippling musculature. hazel's frame is wide and tall, shoulders broad, muzzle and eyes heavy in her skull. chestnut and chocolate fur swirl across her pelt, sliced through with tabby stripes of shadow. her eyes invoke images of a sweet summer's day, honey and brown mingling into a soft amber gold

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[TORRIDPAW TORRIDPAW]

✦∘𓈒・ Torridpaw's starry-eyed attention is gained easily, gaze flittering around the camp at all times, target of her focus ever-changing. Her task is mundane, forming together a nest of moss in order to make one of the elders a new bed to sleep in; she takes any excuse to pause the motions of her dark paws, to tilt her black-crowned head toward the sudden distraction. Rowanpaw stands before the clan, raising her voice to call them all together, to draw all eyes to herself. The ruddy molly finds it necessary to apprise the clan of her new name, one to go along with her new position. She is the medicine cat, now, after Serpentberry's death, and so it just makes sense that she would fill her mentor's empty footsteps with swiftness. She reveals her name to be Rowanfeather, and Hazelheart offers her congratulations on the new name. Torridpaw waits a moment before approaching her as well, long limbs carrying her quickly across the distance between them. "Rowanfeather, yes?" Her head tips to the side curiously, leaning a bit forward on her toes to inspect the healer's face. Rowan is suitable, indeed—a symbol of defense against the most vile of spirits, something that all of ThunderClan could use. And feather, carrying symbolism of its own. For a wise cat, one who will be looked upon to care for her clan and guide them through illness. It is a grand name, and one that sounds smooth as she tries it out. "Ah, a name that rolls off the tongue! Rowanfeatherrrr... See? Marvelous!" Her voice comes out as a bright chirp, loud and cheery. Rowanfeather should be proud of her accomplishment, and of her name.

i’m the singer ✧✧✧ and the song

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  TORRIDPAW ✦∘𓈒・ he/she/they, apprentice of thunderclan
  ✧ longhaired tortoiseshell with high white and golden eyes.
  ✧ loud and bright, tries hard to be the best they can be at every task.
  ✧ peaceful or healing powerplay is allowed ; enjoys physical contact
  ✧ played by foxlore

 

[brindlefeather's icon brindlefeather brindlefeather]

BRINDLEFEATHER ──

thunderclan | forager​

It's a lazy night for Brindlefeather, laying in camp contentedly with his limbs all stretched out and his tail flicking casually. The fluffy forager's head raises only when Rowanpaw returns to camp, a new air about her that demands attention. Brindlefeather rises to a sitting position, one side of his pelt significantly flattened from laying down.

Rowanfeather - that's the name of ThunderClan's new full-fledged medicine cat. Brindlefeather politely waits for his opportunity to pad up to her, dipping his head respectfully.
"Congratulations, Rowanfeather. I know Serpentberry must be so proud - and we are, too." He moves to briefly touch his muzzle to hers, giggling softly. "And we match now, too! Haha, get it? Rowanfeather, Brindlefeather?" He's certain it's merely coincidence, but his eyes still sparkle with amusement at his silly joke. He wonders what the 'feather' part could mean for Rowanfeather, and why StarClan had chosen that for her - perhaps it is similar to Brindlefeather himself, a testament to the gentleness and mercy that the medicine cat before him certainly exudes.
"You will be a wonderful medicine cat. ThunderClan is lucky to have you."

maybe we'll turn it all around 'cuz it's not too late

it's never too late

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• "speaking" | thinking | action

 

[Copperstorm]

I know who I am now
I know who I want to be
I want to be more than
This devil inside of me

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Fussing over Dewshine as always, he rasped his tongue over her head once, a low grumble rolling from his chest before a worried frown pulled at his features. " Stay here. " he murmured, voice hushed and warm. " Let me get you something to eat. You need to rest a bit. Stay where it's warm. " Typical fretting father-to-be behavior, perhaps, but he didn't care. With one last lingering look at her rounded flank, he slipped out of the nursery.

He stepped into camp just as Rowanpaw returned. His expression was unreadable, but he found that her posture carried something.... Different. Something earned... And then, her voice rang over the clearing, confirming that she now carried her new name, Rowanfeather. Copperstorm blinked, then dipped his head respectfully. Her name. She had received her name. A shadow of a smile touched his muzzle, a faint purr rumbling in his throat before he spoke. " Rowanfeather... " he echoed, tasting the new name with a small, approving smirk. " Congratulations. It suits you. "

He dipped his head again, eyes narrowing in a thoughtful, almost softened way. " You'll make a fine medicine cat. Like your mother before you. " A beat. Something subtle, but unmistakable, tightened in his gaze... Just as long as she didn't follow her mother down the same path she had once begun to tread...

Speech, thoughts/emphasis

36 MOONS

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[Seafoambelly]

SEAFOAMBELLY

, 84 moons / THUNDERCLAN RANGER
A long-furred blue-gray she-cat with blue-green eyes.
Sister to URCHINSPINE
Solemn and distant. She doesn't talk much.
SPEECH || THOUGHTS
Tagging person here

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Seafoambelly looked up as the medicine cat returned.

Rowanfeather. The name suited her, even if the ranger felt a touch of trepidation at the mention of the medicine cat's former mentor. If Rowanfeather spoke to her mother, that must mean...

Perhaps my concern over her was unfounded, she reasoned. After all, if Serpentberry made it into StarClan, surely there'd been nothing untoward occurring. It had been a silly suspicion anyhow, founded only by Magnoliapeak's distrust.

"Congratulations, Rowanfeather," she mewed, her husky voice warm with pride. "May you serve ThunderClan for many moons to come, and you've certainly earned such an excellent name."

 

[loonstar loonstar]

juniper

"and this time, she won't be forgiving"​​

this time... their medicine cat comes home.

she doesn't recognize the scowl that had nestled itself safely on her face as she draws herself out of her den, abandoning Hollykit's side to investigate what summoning Rowanpaw calls out for. no one had attacked her... no foul prey had found its way into her mouth. her frown doesn't move as the russet molly mentions her mother, declares herself named to the fullest extent of her role. fully realized.

everyone else fawns around her with messages of congratulations but Loonstar doesn't find joy from this moment. it's just another chapter that removes them from Serpentberry. just a reminder of what they've lost... who stands here to replace her. she glances the medicine cat up and down once, nods her acknowledgement and leaves.

Rowanfeather.

how ironic a name for a little bird that fell from the tree a long time ago.

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• loonstar
  leader of thunderclan
  six lives remain
  

 

[Magnoliapeak]

I SIP A TOAST TO NORMALCY

Magnoliapeak's finds herself drawn by Rowanpaw's call into the clearing, extricating herself from her nest easily as she moves to see what the young medicine cat is calling them for. The last few calls have not brought good news with them, but she finds that she lets out a breath she hadn't even realized she'd been holding when she sees the russet-furred molly is unharmed. A constricting feeling finds itself in her chest, but she quashes it before it can reach her expression.

She stands back for a long moment as several of her clanmates step forward and raise their voices with congratulations to the newly named medicine cat. Magnoliapeak cannot help but wonder of Rowanfeather feels as though her naming has been marred by the heralding of her mother, decreed too beneath the scrutinizing gaze of Juniperstar. A darker part of her wonders if Rowanfeather had been surprised to find her mother in StarClan. Magnoliapeak finds bitterness in her mouth at the thought. What a foul thing to consider.

After a moment, she pads forward to approach the newly named Rowanfeather, feeling warm fondness in her throat as she speaks. "Rowanfeather," she murmurs "Congratulations." Unlike others, she does not make mention of her training or her serpentine predecessor. "You will be an excellent medicine cat." Magnoliapeak dips her head, suddenly self-conscious and feeling that she has overstayed her welcome in this moment.

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✿ magnoliapeak is a thunderclan storm guard with sharp resolve and strict standards.
✿ 30 moons old, ages on the 11th of each month.
✿ currently mentoring flickerpaw and sandpiperpaw
✿ in battle, physically difficult and psychologically difficult
✿ her parents are hazelheart x bracken. she is littermate to honeysucklecry and hyacinthrain. she is gen 2 on the junipersable tree.
✿ penned by carat, see her tags here.