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Post by faundestwishes on Mar 17, 2017 20:41:31 GMT -5
"Great idea, Quickflame" she had a hard time dragging the fish out of the water once she hooked it in her claws. She looks over at Ambersong, "Morning. How're you?"
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Mar 18, 2017 0:52:54 GMT -5
"I'm doing good and yourself?" Ambersong asked her tone light and happy.
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Post by perfectlypink♥ on Mar 18, 2017 6:51:29 GMT -5
"Great catch, Shellpaw", Quickflame mewed, "but just make sure once the fish is in your claws to take a quick strong swipe out of the water with your paws, so it can't struggle and get loose." The tortoiseshell tom suddenly saw movement below the water, and the shimmering scales of a fish. He crouched down, paws ready to strike.
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Post by faundestwishes on Mar 18, 2017 11:01:36 GMT -5
Shellpaw mewed that she was doing perfectly fine and was eager to hunt. When she hooked a fish- barely struggling to drag it out of the water instead of neatly pulling it out like the warriors, she appreciated her mentors compliment, but it felt undeserved.
"Right.. just swipe it out" she mumbles to herself as she kills the fish in her claws. She didn't want to just..stick her head in the water either, salt water in the nose was rarely pleasant.
She sees her mentor tense and ready themselves and turns her attention to watch.
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Post by perfectlypink♥ on Mar 18, 2017 11:45:57 GMT -5
Once the small silver fish was close enough for him to grab, he unsheathed his claws and struck the fish with his paw. Water droplets splashed onto his pelt, and he swiped the fish out of the water smoothly. Quickflame set the fresh-kill beside him. "There's another one", he whispered to Shellpaw and Ambersong, flicking his tail towards a large brown fish wading through the water, careful not to startle the prey.
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Post by faundestwishes on Mar 18, 2017 11:49:15 GMT -5
"wow" she turns to Ambersong, "Impressive. I can see how training pays off" she looks up warily at the skies.
Would any gulls try and pick off of their kills?
She was wary to leave the fish, but eager to continue hunting. After a moments debate she searches for some rocks and leaves and carefully places them over the fish before rushing forward.
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Post by Cinnamon Roll on Mar 18, 2017 15:26:15 GMT -5
Talongrasp shook her head, worry evident in her face "No, they were unable to give me any more information. I fear this is the only guidance we may receive from them as we face whatever ill event is coming for us" she meowed, her ears perked as if listening intently to some faraway voice.
She turned her face to Raggedwolf, her tone serious "That brings me to the other item I want to talk to you about. It's Sharkkit. If we face some kind of catastrophic event in the future, he's going to need all the training he can get- for himself and for the tribe. I think we need to have him choose his path today."
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Post by faundestwishes on Mar 18, 2017 16:45:06 GMT -5
( I also realized I had a start for Sharktooth [abandoned it in my drafts...whoops) so he could meet Fogflight.. Should I post that or leave that be for now?
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Post by Novi on Mar 18, 2017 18:19:40 GMT -5
(Hm. I'm not actually sure what to do with them at the moment. Would DF know of any prophecies Starclan gives?)
Raggedwolf nodded in agreement. "Alright. Sounds good." He flicked his tail and poked his head out of the den to see if Sharkkit was awake yet. "If he does choose to be a shaman, you'll have to train him..." His whiskers twitched. They were dangerously low on them. Maybe one of Honeyflower's kits would choose to be one. Sunpaw was coming along, but they still only had 4 total.
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Post by Cinnamon Roll on Mar 18, 2017 18:34:54 GMT -5
Talongrasp bit back a remark about Sunpaw. She knew the life of a shaman wasn't as glorious as the life of a guard, all claws and excitement, but she did feel like the small apprentice didn't take his training seriously at times. But she held faith that Sageheart would be able to encourage the young tom to pull his head out of the clouds, as Sageheart had done once for himself.
And secretly... yes, she did hold a desire to train the kit. He had all the makings of a great shaman, and it would be be pleasure to train the kit. Outwardly though, she betrayed nothing. She knew she was not to sway the choice of the young cat- it was up to him to choose his destiny "Whatever he chooses, we will accommodate him. I have trained Neos in the past and I would do it again" she meowed.
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Post by faundestwishes on Mar 18, 2017 18:55:36 GMT -5
(Hmmm.... I feel like it might be separate? But maybe..?)
Sharkkit licks his lips and leans back from the prey he was sharing with his mother. She finishes and pulls him close, he worms away. He could groom himself! She chuckles at his antics and leaves him be. Sharkkit quickly goes to deciding which cat he could get to actually take him out of the camp. Not Aspenfur, for sure. In one breath the tom would list more than twenty things that could wrong. Softwing was asleep still... but the she-cat could maybe be persuaded if they went and stalked some gulls..? He eyes the other cats. He could ask one of the Shamans... but hadn't the herbs been refreshed yesterday...? Hm. The decisions... He stares down at his paws as he debates.
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Post by Novi on Mar 18, 2017 18:57:35 GMT -5
Raggedwolf spotted the small kit finishing his breakfast with his mother. "Looks like he's awake." Whiskers twitching, he headed down from his den and padded over to the two. He dipped his head to the dame as he approached before his gaze flickered over to Sharkkit. "Will you come with me, young one?" He inquired gently. (So, this  is about what Sharkkit will find. obviously it won't be jewelry, but it will be oval shaped and surprisingly smooth for a rock found in the sea. it will look like it has a tiny ocean inside when you hold it up to moonlight :3) |
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Post by Cinnamon Roll on Mar 18, 2017 19:19:28 GMT -5
(Ah, that's very cool! I like that the ocean is inside it.)
(Novice, how do you want to do the ceremony? I know the La and Tui are co-leaders, but how do they handle naming ceremonies and such?)
Talongrasp follows behind Raggedwolf, stifling a purr as she watches the kit squirm with his mother. Now was the time for proper clan business, not fond conversation over cats and their mothers. She nods to the dame as well, but says nothing to Sharkkit. Raggedwolf normally addressed clan business- it was her place to support the clan spiritually, not diplomatically. She let him take control of the conversation, simply remaining as support. After Sharkkit decided, she and Raggedwolf would take care of the naming ceremony.
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Mar 18, 2017 19:21:25 GMT -5
Oooo pretty)
Ambersong pricked her ears when she heard a bird near by. She crouches down and slowly moves forward. Just before the bird could fly away, Ambersong leaps and pins the small creature down.
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Post by Novi on Mar 18, 2017 19:24:14 GMT -5
(The Tui handles apprentice ceremonies because all kits start with herbs, while the La will handle naming ceremonies, even for the shamans. Although they choose names together since they watch out for the clan together :3 And I will have to type up the words to the ceremony >.> i shall go figure that out. Lol)
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Post by faundestwishes on Mar 18, 2017 19:28:29 GMT -5
It takes another call from Raggedwolf, and a particularly scolding nudge from his mother to break him out of his thinking. He blinks at them and then jolts to life, "Oh! Raggedwolf- Talongrasp!" He shuffles up to them. Maybe they had an errand for him to join them on? Though, with Talongrasp's silence, and the careful way that Raggedwolf was addressing him, he had a sneaking suspicion he hoped was... not the case.
"Of course"
(Very pretty indeed! That'll be so cool)
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Post by Cinnamon Roll on Mar 18, 2017 19:42:44 GMT -5
( Oh I see. I figured Sharkkit had already done the herb thing since he was six moons, but I guess it makes sense with his indecision that he might start his training late)
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Post by Novi on Mar 18, 2017 19:50:02 GMT -5
(Since this is the most important one at the moment, here's the Neo ceremony Tui: (Name), you are now six moons old and have mastered the basic knowledge of herbs. It is time to take your next steps. Are you ready?
Kit: Yes.
Tui: Two paths stand before you. Will you follow the ocean, and protect your tribemates with claws. Or will you follow the moon, and act as their healer?
Kit: I follow ocean/moon.
Tui: Very well. (Name), from now until you earn your full name, you will be known as (Name)-paw. (*turn to mentor* Mentor's Name), you will act as (Name)'s guide on his/her journey. You (insert two positive traits) and I know you will pass these traits on to Neo (new Name)I'll get the other ones up on the front page eventually. Talongrasp can just tweak the ending a bit since she'll be mentoring Sharkkit. And the tribe ends with "May the spirits show you the way" and then they cheer  ) |
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Post by faundestwishes on Mar 18, 2017 19:50:58 GMT -5
(I figure he's been unreasonable enough to even try hiding underneath his mother or sneaking out of camp to avoid any people trying to make him choose....anything)
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Post by Novi on Mar 18, 2017 20:07:59 GMT -5
Raggedwolf nodded. He beckoned the kit to follow him and he headed out towards the ocean. He figured it was better than his den where it was pretty small. Maybe if it didn't feel like both he and Talongrasp were watching him, Sharkkit would feel better. Once by the beach, Raggedwolf stopped and glanced down at him. "Do you know why we want to talk with you?"
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Post by Cinnamon Roll on Mar 18, 2017 20:13:26 GMT -5
(aaaahh I'm not sure what to say other than "talongrasp follows" so just assume she's with them until theres an opening for her to speak ;w; )
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Post by Novi on Mar 18, 2017 20:14:58 GMT -5
(and assume she's trying not to stare intently at Sharkkit. Lol)
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Post by faundestwishes on Mar 18, 2017 20:18:51 GMT -5
Sharkkit turns his attention to the ocean briefly. The waves looked soft today. He turns his attention back to the two older cats and tried, "You want me to go gather herbs outside of camp with you?" his voice was hopeful. Anything but making him choose between a guard and a Shaman. Or between a mouse, bird or fish. Sometimes he had trouble there too. "Or.. I get to follow one of the guards out to fetch....something?" He could see amusement in their eyes, and they were tense. He droops a little bit.
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Post by faundestwishes on Mar 18, 2017 20:19:46 GMT -5
(Talongrasp: Pick mmeeeeee, pick being a shamaaaann
Sharkkit: O____O I knew this was coming, but honestly I feel bamboozled)
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Post by Novi on Mar 18, 2017 20:21:31 GMT -5
Raggedwolf chuckled. "Well, I would be more than happy to have you assist one of our guard or shaman, but I don't think you should do it as a kit anymore. Talongrasp has said that you already know the basics of herbs." He stopped there to let his words sink in. It was clear Sharkkit was unsure of his choice. But allowing him to continue twisting and turning over it wouldn't do any of them much good. It was time to choose.
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Mar 18, 2017 20:22:23 GMT -5
Lol)
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Post by faundestwishes on Mar 18, 2017 20:37:55 GMT -5
(Sageheart?)
"Well... I'm a kit" he says carefully. He should have chosen by now. He should have left his mothers den too. He tried to explain though- picking was like fighting through a crashing wave and being pulled under- or at least that's what he thought that would feel like.
"... I do know the basics... all kits do" he could feel his fur prickling up and bit his tongue.
He would NOT disrespect one of his leaders, even if he felt uncomfortable.
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Post by Novi on Mar 18, 2017 20:54:15 GMT -5
(Sorry xD wrong cat)
Raggedwolf nodded slowly. "Yes. Which means that it's time for you to choose whether or not to be a guard or shaman." Even the socially-inept leader could tell Sharkkit was uncomfortable. But babying him wasn't going to push things forward. There were difficult decisions all throughout life. This was just the first for Sharkkit.
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Post by faundestwishes on Mar 18, 2017 21:04:54 GMT -5
"I don't want to choose," He mumbles quietly, "They're both good..." He gives Talongrasp a look and looks down at his paws. "I've thought about this a lot...on and off"
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Post by Cinnamon Roll on Mar 18, 2017 22:03:37 GMT -5
There is no greater joy in your life than serving your clan, Sharkkit, and being a shaman or guard is the best way to do that. We both know that you possess a great spirit, and sometimes with a big heart comes indecision. You want to do the best you can, and you worry about making the wrong choice." She rasped, looking down warmly at the kit. She knew he wanted her to bail him out, or cut him some slack, but this was too important. He had to choose.
"What does your heart tell you, Sharkkit?"
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