[align=center]Bounding up to stand on the Highrock, the white tom looked around before yowling out, "All those who can catch their own prey please report to the Highrock for a meeting,". Crystal blue eyes watched as he sat down, patiently waiting for the others to gather. It was time for the clan to grow, especially with the battle of BloodClan coming up so quickly. They needed more warriors to fight, and more apprentices to train.
Shivering as the soft breeze caressed his fur, Cyclonestar sat tall, face calm and composed. They needed to recover from the recent devastation of RushingClan's attack, and what more than having others move up in the ranks. Smiling softly, he waited still, tail curled around his paws.
ooc// if you're getting a warrior ceremony, please put in the new name. owo