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"Ravenkit! Ravenkit, come on!" Foxkit practically dragged her brother out of his nest, immediately breathless as a result. Her cheer didn't falter despite that, beaming at him elatedly. "Hurry or we'll be late, and you know Ma hates when we're late!"
After assuring he was up and ready, she dashed out of the den and made a beeline to where their parents sat in a throng of SummerClan warriors. "--ya name from this moment forward, in honor o' ya adventurous spirit and bravery, will be Coyotewild!." The clan erupted into cheers, the loudest of which came from the two smallest bodies present, before Ratstar continued the rest of the ceremonies, not without giving Southernskies and Fallensnow's youngest children their apprentice names in Foxpaw and Ravenpaw.
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Foxpaw swelled with pride, nearly levitating a mouse length off the ground, and bumped shoulders with Ravenpaw as Coyotewild, his own eyes glazed over joyfully, weaved his way over to his family. He cast the frequent glance across camp toward one freshly promoted warrior in particular, an action which Foxpaw instantly capitalized on with a carrion-eating grin. "Coyotewild and Juniperdust sitting in a tree, K I S S I N G~~"
Coyotewild cuffed her sharply with one final, bashful glimpse at Juniperdust, ushering his family in the opposite direction. "Who wants to celebrate, ah, anywhere that isn't right here? We can finally take that trip to the half-bridges you keep talking about Pa, now that the mewlers are big enough, huh?" It was clear he was desperately trying to put as much distance between himself and further embarrassment, but there was also a hopeful note in his tone, wondering if their parents would finally concede to a family outing.
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Post by achromatic on Dec 20, 2021 13:22:12 GMT -5
Southernskies had never stopped being fond of his family. They were everything to him these days; having left his past behind for this, he couldn't help but be constantly grateful for what he had found in his life. He had always wanted a large family, one to pass his stories down to, and he couldn't help it. The beaming smile on his face was always so full of pride at the family he had. "Congratulations, Coyotewild," he gave his son a bump to the shoulder in friendly greeting, "who knows where you get your 'adventurous spirit and bravery–" the tom gave his son a conspiratorial wink, "but I'm so proud of you; you'll be one of the greatest warriors in the clan, I just know it."
There was more than one set of congratulations to be done.
"Congratulations Foxpaw, Ravenpaw" he greeted with a cheeky grin, "why is it that every time I blink, you seem to grow older? My little ones are growing up so fast, next time I blink they might have a mate and kits of their own!"
The father's pride was often embarrassing, but he had never cared much about that. Still, at the thought of a family outing, his eyes gleamed brightly. "That's a great idea, son," he chuckled, "we can grab a few mice on the way there too, and I can show you all the old haunts, you know, the ones I told you about. I bet you'll just love the sea too. We need to celebrate before all of you get too busy to spend time with 'yer old man."
