Open to Join The Cloud and The Sky [5SC'210]

While Heatherpaw had been in the Elder's Den, Brightmaple had been sunning herself and giving the apprentice some space while dragging Oatpaw out to go over her pelt for ticks. She knew Barleyswipe had been grumping but she also knew that the older elder enjoyed her time with their daughter.

When Brightmaple had requested a check over for ticks, Oatpaw had inwardly sighed. He had been hunting earlier with Shadesleek and had gone to check on his dame and sire afterwards alongside Heatherpaw. He had done his due diligence as the older she-cat groomed both herself and him. He had eventually settled into her grooming, knowing she fussed over him as she didn't often have the chance to, though both cats' folded ears perked up at Fawnstar's call, they both made their way to the Talking Cliff to see what was up.

Fawnstar looked around, satisfied as her clan assembled, with Brighteyes and Boulderdash currently guarding the camp, and when she saw the cats she was looking for were in attendance, began the meeting. "It is time two of our apprentices were given their warrior names! Heatherpaw and Oatpaw, please step forward!"

Oatpaw's kitten blue eyes widened in surprise as Fawnstar called his name but he rose to his paws and moved to flank his sister under the Talking Cliff as instructed. His eyes gave an ever so brief flicker over to Heatherpaw, pleased to see she was as excited as he felt to be getting their warrior names. He wondered what had been chosen for them.

Fawnstar's copper eyes glowed with warmth and pride as she glanced down at her younger half-siblings. "Heatherpaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code and protect this clan, even at the cost of your life?" She waited to allow the younger she-cat's affirmation before nodding and continuing. "Then I give you your warrior name. From this moment forward, you will be known as Heathersky. Starclan honors your confidence and compassion and we welcome you as a full warrior of Windclan."

She stepped forward to rest her muzzle atop the newly named Heathersky's head, right between her ears, almost as if giving her younger sister a kiss. She waited for the customary lick to her shoulder before backing up and turning to their folded-eared brother.

"Oatpaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code and protect this clan, even at the cost of your life?" She watched the apricot-colored tom raise his head to look her straight in the eyes, marveling at how his eyes were still kitten blue. Like his littermate, his voice was strong and held no hesitation as he replied, "I do." Again, she nodded to him before continuing. "Then I give you your warrior name. From this moment forward, you shall be known as Oatcloud. Starclan honors your curiosity and persistence and we welcome you as a full warrior of Windclan."

As she had with Heathersky, she rested her muzzle atop the newly named Oatcloud's head in the soft fur between his ears. She felt the tom's reverent lick against her shoulder and stepped back as she lifted her voice to greet the new warriors with the new names.

Heathersky! Oatcloud!

Allowing the cheer to fade naturally, she called out amongst the clan one last time. "In hoinor or traadition, tonight Heathersky and Oatcloud will sit vigil in silence and guard camp while the rest of us rest." She directed her next words in warning to the new warriors. "So make sure to eat and get some rest before then."