Warrior Cats Roleplay with Zoketi [Private]

[Iri]

Lilypaw nodded. "Yes," she mewed, and even at the moment she couldn't keep the eagerness out of her voice. "Should we catch up with them?" she queried, pointing her muzzle towards Bluestrike and the other adults.

Whitepaw nodded and followed Blossompaw. He could tell she was disgruntled and he wouldn't press the subject. He wondered when the moon would rise; soon, he hoped. He lashed his tail back and forth and twitched an ear, listening to birds chirping and twittering, and fish splashing in the river. He always had wondered why RiverClan found fish so appealing; but in RiverClan's point of view, why did ShadowClan find lizards and frogs appetizing?

[That's how I think. I'm always thinking things, let's say this: "Dutch people speak a language that sounds weird to US. But to them, we sound strange too." xD
Also, what do apprentices do at the Moonpool?]

[Zoketi]

[ Lol me too! And don't they drink the water just like the adults to have dreams as well? ]

Cloudpaw gazed towards the others. "Yeah, probably." he chirped, flicking out his tail. He glanced back to Lilypaw, then stepped forwards and hurried to catch up to the rest of them as they walked along the swollen banks of the stream. He kept behind the medicine cats, walking next to the small white apprentice and Blossompaw, with Whitepaw on the other side of the torbie she-cat.

[Iri]

[Well, I dunno. I think so. Heck, if we get it wrong no one cares. xDD It's not like we're roleplaying rainbow cats with seventy-five inch metal claws and sunglasses.]

Finally, after a long while of trekking, they reached the Moonpool.
Lilypaw flattened her ears.
"This is it," Whitepaw meowed. "Isn't that right, Cloudpaw, Blossompaw?" He glanced at Cloudpaw and Blossompaw.
Lilypaw's excitement suddenly drowned in nervousness. Her tail flicked rapidly as she bit her lip slightly to keep herself from hyperventilating.

[Zoketi]

[ That'd be interesting. ]

The two other apprentices nodded. Blossompaw flicked her tail and padded away to stand next to Splashfish, while Cloudpaw gazed at Lilypaw and gave her an encouraging smile. "Don't worry," he whispered, before pulling back and taking up a spot next to Robindapple.

Bluestrike padded next to the little white she-cat, and flicked his tail briefly against her flank. He'd begin with the ceremony. "Lilypaw, is it your wish to enter the mysteries of StarClan as a medicine cat?" he murmured, his gaze flicking to her, yellow gleaming between the pouring rain.

[Iri]

"It is," Lilypaw replied. She forced herself to calm down, and her words were firm. Her ears slowly lifted from her head and she straightened. She didn't want to sound weak or insecure at the moment- she needed to sound confident. Her tail stopped flicking as rain continued to splash down. Lilypaw tried to ignore the water dropping, causing little pattering sounds against trees and bushes and stones. The rain was inconvenient and annoying. As her mentor continued she ceremony, she wondered to herself why the rain was flooding. Was it at StarClan's will? She made herself to stop thinking about the rain and listened attentively to Bluestrike as she shoved her nervous thoughts out of her mind. They were as inconvenient as the rain.

[Zoketi]

He sensed the determination in the apprentice, and his tail swayed gently. The rest of the medicine cats watched, their eyes glowing in the darkness. The Moonpool itself was a dark, wide rippling mass just steps away--the flood had made it grow as well. It didn't shine like it normally did, as the clouds blocked the light of the half-moon. "Then come forwards." Bluestrike continued, beckoning with his tail. "Warriors of StarClan, I present you with this apprentice. She has chosen the path of a medicine cat. Grant her your wisdom and insight so that she may understand your ways and heal her Clan in accordance with your will." he finished, and nodded towards the edge of the pool for Lilypaw to drink.

Blossompaw bent to lap the water, as did Cloudpaw and Stonecliff, sending the medicine cats into StarClan's hunting grounds.

[Iri]

Lilypaw lapped the water slowly, and StarClan sent her drifting off into sleep.
Lilypaw seemed to awake in a dream. Her tail swished and she glanced around. It looked like a normal territory- but it wasn't flooded and covered in soaking wet soil or muddy water. The grass looked fresh and green. Tree stumps poked from the ground and blown leaves from trees just a bit away littered the mooring. Flies and other insects buzzed around, creeping across bare patches of brown soil or crawling up a blade of tall grass.

[What do they dream about? xD]

[Zoketi]

[Often they go to StarClan's territory and maybe meet some of their ancestors and stuff. I guess since it's her first time she'll just meet like a WindClan StarClan cat and talk or something, maybe meet a former medicine cat idk... xD Or they just have a random dream that might mean something, but lol I don't think we'll have those yet.]

Bluestrike wandered around the land, admiring the lack of water that he missed very much. He saw fleeting glimpses of StarClan warriors as they dashed about, free and playing, or hunting. The tom wondered who he'd meet tonight, or if there was any message. He was sort of hoping to find something that might explain the flood. After a few minutes he spotted a familiar pale silver tabby making her way towards him. Galefrost, a WindClan medicine cat who'd been alive a few generations before Bluestrike. He pricked his ears and waved his tail towards her. She was a common visitor to his dreams, and had been the one who'd introduced him to StarClan's lands when he'd first become a medicine cat apprentice, late as it had been. He hoped Lilypaw would have a good spiritual guide.

[and I'll continue his dream in the next posts, cuz I'm still thinking of what Galefrost should say... xD]

[Iri]

[Okay. I'll have her meet a medicine cat before Bluestrike.]

Lilypaw tilted her head nervously as she watched the territory suddenly become alight. Cats bounded from the shadows and frolicked around, hunting or play-fighting.
She felt a huge stab of sadness as she saw a few kits resting in StarClan's meadows. Kits should never die at such a young age.
Lilypaw held her breath as a tall she-cat stepped towards her. It was like the scent of herbs didn't exist, yet it was still there. Lilypaw assumed she was a medicine cat.
"Greetings," the she-cat rumbled. "I am Dappleflower. I was Bluestrike's mentor."
Lilypaw dipped her head.
The tall, thin medicine cat turned her head and flicked her tail. "I see you've noticed the kits that are residents to StarClan."
Lilypaw nodded, a sudden lump in her throat. "It's sad they died before they became apprentices," she mewed quietly.
"You're right," Dappleflower agreed. "It is sometimes not in the paws of StarClan whether a kit dies or not. But it can be sometimes..."

[Yas, Lilypaw has to see kits in StarClan. Because I torment her like that. Also, sorry if I got Bluestrike's mentor's name wrong, like if you already gave his mentor a name. Sorry. xD And I'll finish Lilypaw's dream in the next post too.]

[Zoketi]

[ xD And yeah, I called her Seedwing, but whatever, it's fine lol. ]

Bluestrike stood still, watching and waiting as the former medicine cat weaved towards him, her pale green eyes glittering. When she paused before him, her expression was cool and pleasant, as it always seemed to be when he met with her. "Hello Bluestrike." the she-cat murmured quietly, locking eyes with him. He inclined his head with a small rumbling noise. "You worry over the rising water, yes?" Galefrost went on, tilting her head. At Bluestrike's murmuring agreement she continued. "WindClan has little to fear. But be wary of those at your borders. And watch over your Clan well, so that they don't stray." Her eyes flashed, and the blue-grey tabby frowned, his ears twitching. As Galefrost began to fade, Bluestrike took a step towards her, opening his mouth. He closed it though, saying nothing. He was used to the cryptic messages StarClan gave. With a small intake of breath he felt the dream dissolve, and moments later he was stirring on the cold wet stone beside the Moonpool.