Open to Join Urtica dioica in the dawn light (22CF’20)

A jolt went through Thornstrike and the calico couldn't suppress a growl as Boldstar's voice woke her from her rest. She had just gotten settled after hunting that night and was finally going to sleep! Why did they have to have a meeting now?!

Thornstrike got up from her nest, but her tail lashed widely even after she was outside and close enough to the TwinWillow to see their leader. The warrior also noticed that, unlike her, Nettlesky had already been awake and outside. The torbie was stretching now, but the state of her fur made Thornstrike wonder if she'd been rolling around on the ground just before Boldstar called.

Coldgaze:

The night was almost over, and Coldgaze had walked into the camp only a few fox-lengths behind the medicine cats. Checking the borders, surveying Sunningrocks and hunting for a few night-time critters had given him a welcome distraction from worrying about the outcome of Nettlepaw's meeting with their starry ancestors. He appreciated the young cat; his insights, knowledge and advice... as well as his presence around camp. They were friends - and Coldgaze did want what was best for Nettlepaw.

He dropped off his scaled victims in the pile - some fish that hadn't had enough common sense to sleep somewhere safe from his claws - and hopped up on the roots of the tree, looking over the clan as they shook off sleep.

His eyes didn't fall to his leader as he called the clan to meet. They were glued on Nettlepaw, willing the outcome of his meeting to be successful. Silently asking 'What did you see?'

Briarfang flicked a paw over an ear as Boldstar called a meeting. They had woken up only a few moments before, stretching outside of the warriors' den. Seeing the medicine cat and her pale apprentice already by the TwinWillows, they had a guess at what was going on. Nettlepaw had been an apprentice for ages now, and seemed competent enough to perform their own work.

They played with the idea of another emergency, though. A medicine cat could receive any vision from Starclan, after all--even terrible ones. Perhaps they were wrong about the prey being poisoned...?

Mistykit bounced from the nursery after Otterwhisker, odd eyes bright and curious. She had reached down to steal a small bite of the chipmunk the queen had been disemboweling and checking the stomach contents, before getting distracted. She spied Thornclaw emerge from the warrior's den and eyed the older she-cat's tail. She had begun to sneak up on Thornclaw's tail and was about to pounce when Boldstar spoke up and she blinked at the clan leader.

The little lilac kit listened with perked ears at Boldstar's words, eyes glowing as she remembered some of the lessons Otterwhisker had taught her about the ceremonies and Starclan. It clicked that this must be one of those ceremonies and it must be for Nettlepaw!

Mintpaw was just rousing himself from sleep for the day, wanting to get some of his more rigorous chores done in the cool of the morning so he could take it easy during the heat of the day. He had begun to give himself a bath and had just finished washing his face when his ears perked at Boldstar's call to gather. Something must be up! 

Standing up and stretching, the cream apprentice gave himself a shake and trotted out towards the Twinwillow, blinking in surprise as he saw his brother nearby. Did Nettlepaw discover something else? Was it more to do with what was happening with the prey? But then Boldstar started speaking and, while Mintpaw was pleased for his brother as he listened to the ceremony, Mintpaw couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy. He had worked just as hard as Nettlepaw! Why was Nettlepaw getting his medicine cat name already and Mintpaw wasn't getting his warrior name yet?

But as fast and hard as that thought hit him, he quickly shook it from his head. He was proud of what Nettlepaw had accomplished, even if their personalities did clash a bit. They were littermates after all and the only kin they had now. It shouldn't be long before Mintpaw earned his own warrior name. He just had to be patient. 

But oh, was it hard to be patient when it felt like he was the main one cleaning dens and clearing ticks from everyone, as well as hunting, patrolling and feeding the elders. 

Coldgaze:

Coldgaze resigned himself to waiting but still brushed alongside the apprentice as a silent congratulations before hailing his leader's call, taking up a place next to young Mintpaw. The apprentice was watching his brother - Coldgaze couldn't help but wonder how much of that was admiration, and how much as jealously. 

"Your time will come." He didn't make eye-contact as he watched the proceedings. "Keep an eye open, and ear to the ground." Mintpaw just needed the opportunity to be great. He had no doubt about that. His mother and his brother were- well... had been- excellent cats; and Mintpaw, while quieter, had the same potential in him. Perhaps.... he would have to ask Boldstar about Sunningrocks sooner than later. Especially with the cold setting in.

Kill 2 birds with one leap, as it were.

Sturgeonkit:

A ceremony? Sturgeonkit had been loafing quietly at the entrance of the burrow, dozing in the sun as he imagined himself as the Deputy of Riverclan... or had it been Starclan? Either way, his musing didn't have to make much sense to be fun!

He has been spooked out of his dream by the Medicine cat Willowfrost - he didn't know her very well. Whenever he had to go to the Med. cat den, he had always been talking to that cream cat - Nettlepaw. Not that he didn't think she was important! She just...wasn't familiar.

He shook out his longer coat before standing. It wasn't as long as his sire's but he took some pride in the fact they looked similar. He had his tufted ears, his broad shoulders... Sturgeonkit hoped he looked more and more like his sire as he grew. His sisters were also gathering so he took the chance to intercept Mistykit, and attempt a friendly cuff on her ear.

"I want to be up there." He nods towards Nettlepaw. "2 Moons is too long to wait! Maybe, we could go practice later?" He wasn't sure how she would feel about maybe getting in trouble for sneaking around - but she had been outside the camp before! She could totally keep them out of trouble.