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    -Rico-


    -"The Lion's roar cannot compare to the greatness of us both combined."



    (Welcome to Pineclan everyone!)


    "Pineclan! Gather 'round gathering place!" The call of the leader echoed throughout the forest, strong and confident, ready to defend his clan to the end.


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    -"We will stand strong even through death itself."


    (I hope yall have a good time :) )


    Grey tail swished, yellow-green eyes searched the shadows. Corky stood by her brother on top of their den, proudly watching her clan gather. They had grown strong, and recovered well this last season. It had been a hard leafbare, and they had lost Sunnypaw. At this thought she had looked down at her paws. They could do nothing about this, they needed a full healer.

    Fire padded gingerly to where the clan was gathering. Curiosity coursed through her body about what cats would get the high ranks. She had always wanted to lead the clan, but she understood it would take moons to get that high a rank. What she really wanted was to be a healer. Fire always thought they lived the coolest life.

    Amber padded to settle beneath the High Rock with a confident smirk. Hopefully they would choose her as an advisor and she would get the power she craved.


    Rainpaw sat beside his mother, blue eyes intent of the leaders. He limped a bit as he walked due to the unevenness of his legs. His long tail splayed out behind him for a balance.

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    Fawnpaw slowly padded from the Apprentices' den, keeping quite some distance from the rest of her clanmates. She wondered what this meeting could possibly be about. Was she getting elected as a Warrior? or as a Healer? Oh, of course not; she hadn't even a mentor yet. Curling her dark brown tail around her matching paws, the kitten turned her wide azure eyes towards Rico and Corky. She admired them so much, strong siblings and leaders.
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    -"We will stand strong even through death itself."


    The she-cat silently watched her clanmates emerge from throughout camp. Seeing Fernpaw, her eyes followed the quiet apprentice, it's about time she gets a mentor Corky thought, still watching.



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    -Rico-


    -"The Lion's roar cannot compare to the greatness of us both combined."




    Rico looked at his sister, her eyes were fixed on Fernpaw, and he had a feeling she had something planned. Well, it was about time to start. Most of Pineclan had gathered and they were waiting. "Pineclan, you have gathered at the call of your leaders, and we are infinitely thankful for your loyalty and strength. Leafbare has been hard on all of us, but we have made a strong recovery, we wish to thank you all." A warm look crossed his face as his yellow-green eyes scanned the clan, each cat registering as he observed them. "As you know, we have had losses, and apprentices need mentors." He paused again, letting his eyes fall on Rainpaw. Leaping down from the rootball he stood in front of he and his sister's den. "Rainpaw, come forward."


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    Fawnpaw's stomach clenched. So we are getting mentors. Would she get one too? As much as she wanted a cat to teach her the ways of the clan, she didn't want to stand in front of her clanmates. All of those pairs of eyes, burning into her pelt. She couldn't stand being watched, or noticed. Curling her tail tighter around her paws, the she-cat just waited and dipped her head as Rico leaped from the Leaders' den.
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    -"We will stand strong even through death itself."


    Corky's eyes were still on the shy she-cat. Curious to see her reactions tom the upcoming ceremonies.



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    Holiday almost jumped for joy. "Finally!" She mewed to herself, smiling as she thought of who her mentor could be.


    Amethyst padded up behind holiday, smiling down at the younger she and then focusing on her leader.

    Fire smiled. She thought is was about time for the apprentices to get mentors. Will I be chosen as one?, she wondered, glancing at Fawnpaw. Fire continued to grin as she wrapped her long tail around her bright orange paws.

    Amethyst grinned at the surrounding cats. I wonder if i will get an apprentice She liked the thought of having an apprentice to mentor


    Holiday began to stir in her spot, struggling to hold still. She was anxious to find out who would mentor her.

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    ic;; The wind blew.
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    Dew;;
    The silver tabby tom gingerly padded out of the warriors' den. He glanced around and looked for someone to sit by, since Ruby wasn't up yet. Dew padded up to Fire and sat down by his friend. "What's the early meeting about?" He asked quietly.


    Ruby;;
    The she-cat shot up for her nest when she heard her leader's call. Shaking the moss from her silver tabby pelt, stepped outside and went to sit by Dew. I wonder what's going on. She thought to herself as her blue eyes identified all the cats in the clearing.

    Amber's tail brushed gently along Rainpaw's flank, coaxing him upwards. He stood and padded forward. He would finally have a mentor again! His old one had died in a bout of green-cough and he missed her dearly. His mother had taken over his training but it wasn't the same. He held his head high, storm blue eyes holding a glint of noble pride.

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    Fawnpaw flicked an ear, trying to perk a smile like the rest of her clanmates as Rainpaw stepped forward, awaiting his ceremony to be mentored. But the thought just tore at her belly; she would be called up soon, maybe even next. She had no mother or father at her side to flatten any unkempt fur, or run their tail down her spine to comfort her. Being lonely was rough, especially when you were a young apprentice living in a clan with cats you hardly even knew.
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    Ashpaw was sitting away from the other cats, when he heard Rico. He slowly padded over, and sat down. I don't want a new mentor! Ashpaw thought. They won't understand me... And it was true. Hardly anyone understood the shy and gentle tom, who was quiet, and preferred his own company to anyone else's.

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    -Rico-


    -"The Lion's roar cannot compare to the greatness of us both combined."




    Rico waited for the apprentice to reach him. "Rainpaw, you are already an apprentice, but you need a new mentor." His eyes scanned the clan, falling on Ruby. "Ruby, you have been a loyal warrior and it is time you got an apprentice. Do you promise to train Rainpaw well and pick up where his last mentor left off in training him in the ways of the clan?"


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    -"We will stand strong even through death itself."




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    Fawnpaw sighed, glancing at Ashpaw. He was like her; anti-social, afraid of the spotlight. Neither of the apprentices wanted to step fourth to receive their mentor. It was strange, how a simple feeling of fear towards communal situations could take over your life..what you did, how it acted. No cat ever wanted to bear socialphobia.
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    Ashpaw could feel a cat staring at him. He mentally crossed names off the list in his head. Not Rico, or Corky, or Rainpaw and Ruby... Fawnpaw He came to a conclusion, and turned to see he was right. He looked at his paws, then shuffled into the shade of a tree. He hated cats staring at him because he was antisocial. But Fawnpaw was quite antisocial aswell. He turned, looking at her again, exchanging a look with her, the look saying "I'm scared. Are you?" He asked her with his eyes, not daring to talk.