ALL OF ROWANCLAN!!! ((ceremony))

[Elessar]

((if you want any charries to take place in the ceremony (ie being warriorized or apprenticed) or want to make a character to do so, PM me asap.))

Elessar yawned, his sword-like ivory teeth glinting in the morning sunlight. He looked around, and saw the camp quiet. Feeling a something freeze his nose, he yelped silently and saw little snowflakes falling from the sky. Well, this will definetly decorate the camp for the ceremony! he thought happily. Wake up call!
He let out a deafening howl; a vortex of swirling sound that vibrated through the trees and echoed off of leaves. Even in the farthest corners of MistClan, GaleClan, and NightClan, could his great howl be heard.
"May all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather beneath the Great Willow for a clan meeting!" he boomed.

Emberpaw and Shimmerpaw screeched and jumped a foot into the air, their claws unsheathed and fur standing on-end. "Why does he have to be so loud? Geez, it's as if he's trying to wake the dead!" Emberpaw spat. Shimmerpaw nodded in agreement. "Yeah, I bet that even the Twolegs from the Twoleg Place could hear that!" she exclaimed. "I would be surprised," Emberpaw mumbled cheekily, and smiled.

Ghostpaw, on the other hand, yawned and blinked his eyes groggily. He looked like he hadn't heard Elessar's deafening howl at all. Getting up, he padded over to the fourth apprentice of the den. "Reedpaw," he said, gently prodding Reedpaw's side, "c'mon, there's a clan meeting!"

Dustfoot blinked lazily, and streching his limbs before padding into the clearing. He gasped when he saw all of the snow that had accumilated over the night. "Oh wow," he said quietly, "what a sight to wake up to!"

[~Vampire~fang]

Vampirefang narrowed her eyes at Shimmerpaw and Emberpaw. "He's your leader! Show some respect!" she growled.

Reedpaw padded up to Vampirefang and sat with her.

[Elessar]

((OK, this will be a long post, but it's important to read everything))

Elessar scanned the clearing. Everyone that needed to be here was here. Sightwing and Petalpaw would not be needed this ceremony.
"A welcome to you all. I hope you rested well, and good morning." Murmurs of welcome could be heard. "I have congregated you all here for a long awaited ceremony!" he boomed excitedly. Whispers of joy broke out. Elessar frowned slightly, and the cats grew silent. "Now, I believe there are some cats that need warrior names, hm? First, I would like to call upon Shimmerpaw."

Emberpaw nudged her sister. "What are you waiting for, you lucky furball? GO!" she whispered.
Shimmerpaw nodded, and clawed up the base of the trunk. Seating herself beside Elessar on the branch, and looked up expectantly.

Elesssar smiled and barked with grace, his voice ringing through the trees. "I call upon my warrior ancestors to look down upon this apprentice. She has trained hard to understand the ways of your noble code, and I commend her to you as a warrior in her turn. Shimmerpaw, do you promise to follow the warrior code and defend this Clan, even at the cost of your life?"

"I do," she said.

"Then by the powers of StarClan I give you your warrior name. Shimmerpaw, from this day forth you will be known as Shimmermoon. RowanClan welcomes you as a full warrior," he concluded.

Shouts and yowls of greeting burst out. "Shimmermoon! Shimmermoon! "SHIMMERMOON!"

Elessar quieted them and Shimmermoon jumped down to join her sister. "Congratulations!" Emberpaw meowed.

Elessar cleared his voice and beckoned Ghostpaw forward. The ghostly apprentice padded into the tree and sat down, gazing around the clearing.
"I call upon my warrior ancestors to look down upon this apprentice. He has trained hard to understand the ways of your noble code, and I commend him to you as a warrior in his turn. Ghostpaw, do you promise to follow the warrior code and defend this Clan, even at the cost of your life?"

"Yup!" he said, smiling.

"Then by the powers of StarClan I give you your warrior name. Ghostpaw, from this day forth you will be known as Ghostwhisker. RowanClan welcomes you as a full warrior," he barked.

Cheers for Ghostwhisker echoed in the clearing once again.

"And now, Emberpaw, may you please come forward?" Elessar asked. Emberpaw jumped up and dashed up the tree, and sat beside her towering leader, and looked up with respect and excitement.

For the third time, Elessar's voice boomed in RowanClan. "I call upon my warrior ancestors to look down upon this apprentice. She has trained hard to understand the ways of your noble code, and I commend her to you as a warrior in her turn. Emberpaw, do you promise to follow the warrior code and defend this Clan, even at the cost of your life?"

"Of course!" she mewed, her tail twitching.

"Then by the powers of StarClan I give you your warrior name. Emberpaw, from this day forth you will be known as Emberleaf. RowanClan welcomes you as a full warrior," he finished, smiling.

When the last cheers died down, Elessar laughed and spoke once more. "Now everyone, we welcome three, strong, proud warriors that will serve RowanClan to their upmost fullest! It is good to see the Clan flourishing. I would like to say one more thing.
"I call upon my warrior ancestors to look down upon this kit. He/she would like to become a warrior of RowanClan, but must first become an apprentice. Reedkit, from this day forth, until you have earned your warrior name, you will be known as Reedpaw. Dustfoot will mentor you.
"Now, I know you are not going from kithood to apprenticehood, but I had to stick to the correct words. Let's just pretend that I only gave you a mentor," he laughed.
"Well everyone, let me make a few more announcements, and then you can be rid of this jabbering old flea-bag!
First, Ghostwhisker, Emberleaf, and Shimmermoon will be sitting vigil tonight and will guard the camp. You may do this together.
Two, I want Dustfoot, Vampirefang, and Emberleaf to go on a boundary patrol. Just remark the borders, nothing more. When you are done that, catch your self some prey and bring some back.
Three, I will be going on a hunt now to bring back a deer, so we will not have to go on patrols for a few days after I bring it back.
The rest of you may go and do what you please. I want Ghostwhisker to stay in camp incase he is needed or is called for something. Dustfoot and Reedpaw, you make begin training whenever you want. That is all."
He jumped down from the Great Willow and padded towards his den for a bit more rest.
((you guys, we need more cats! prefereably queens that are ready to give birth, mates,kits and mentors.))

[~Vampire~fang]

Vampirefang nodded and flicked her tail for Dustfoot and Emberleaf to follow.

[Elessar]

Dustfoot smiled at Reedpaw. "We'll begin training as soon as I get back from the patrol!" he mewed to his apprentice, then hurridly followed Vampirefang to the clearing's exit.

Emberleaf gave her twin sister an "I'll-be-back-before-you-know-it" look and disappeared into the foliage with Dustfoot and her deputy.

((wolfie, make a thread in RowanClan territory at the Fallen Log, and work our way through the territory))

[Elessar]

Elessar looked around. Everthing was finally peaceful. No more yowling cats, no more rukus from ceremonies... just quiet. He savoured it.
But his ever-seeing wolf eyes locked their shocking blue gaze to a creeping figure moving about the foliage. Taking the slightest sniff, he recognized Larksong's scent at once. Bounding towards her with lightning speed, he turned on her and growled slightly. "Larksong... I did not expect you here. What is your business here?" he asked quietly, but with an icey chill to it.

Larksong mewed in surprise. "Wolfstar!" she exclaimed.

"It's Elessar," he corrected with a hint of annoyance.

She frowned. "Look, Elessar, you are now a Clan leader. You cannot forbid cats from calling you by your Clan name. So friends can call you Elessar, but don't bite your tail off because someone called you Wolfstar!" she hissed. "And I am on my way to the Crytal Cave, as are the other medecine cats. You should know that, Sightwing and Petalpaw should be going by now," she meowed.

Elessar sighed. "You will expect a slight delay from Sightwing and her apprentice. She told me to tell one of the medecine cats that. She hasn't come out of her den for a while now," he mumbled softly. "I don't know why though..."

Larksong nodded. "I understand. We shall wait for her, but tell her not to delay to long." With a nod of his head, Elessar padded back to the clearing. Larksong sighed. What could be bothering him so much that he becomes aggresive towards me when we are on very friendly terms? she thought, worried. Shaking her head, she proceeded towards Crystal Cave.

[x~[Stormclaw]~x]

Mistcloud padded into the heart of RowanClan territory, on her way to the crystal cave. Suddenly, she noticed the familiar pelt of Larksong. Larksong! She padded forward to greet her friend, only to find that she was face to face with Elessar. Greetings Elessar, she said. Only a couple heartbeats later did she notice the look in the wolf's shining eyes. Was that anger she saw there? Wolfstar was usually so mellow. Greetings Larksong. I haven't seen you that much since the journey, she meowed and pressed her muzzle into her lifelong friend's flank.

[Elessar]

Larksong purred deeply to see her friend that she had known since kithood. "It's good to see you, my old friend. Yes, we have not seen each other much since the Great Journey. We will catch up like old times at the Crystal Cave as soon as Hazelpool and Sightwing arrive."

Elessar snarled slightly as he watched the two friends greet each other earnestly from the shadowy overhanging willow branches a good fifteen cat-lengths away. His hackles raised slightly. He sometimes couldn't stand other cats being so... relaxed and enjoyed! He had no other wolves to speak to; to greet an old friend - that wasn't a cat. He growled. He didn't know who he was. I'm torn in two! he thought angrily. Stalking haughtily to his den in the Willow, he ignored Ghostwhisker and Shimmermoon, who were clearly looking at him as if they'd seen a twoleg. Turning on them, he glowered. "What are you looking at, you gawking little miscreants! I'm a wolf, what did you expect... Oakenstar, your former leader, who was a cat?" he snarled angrily. Turning away from the dumbstruck two, he broke into a terrifying run, faster than he'd ever gone.
I must go to Pool... he thought... or even Sightwing's den... his eyes clouded over in grief and remorse.

Gostwhisker and Shimmermoon looked at each other in sheer shock. They had never seen their beloved leader act so aggressive before, or even angry for that matter.

"W-W-What do you think could have h-happened, G-Ghostwhisker?" Shimmermoon stammered in a scared voice.

Ghostwhisker shook his head. "I have no idea," he stated blankly.

((haley, could you make it so that she and Petalpaw kinda are on the way to Crystal Cave?))