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Maplestar looked both proud, and a little sheepish as she gave her older litter mates their full names. It felt wrong to her, she should be standing there with them, not leading the ceremony.
"Oakstorm! Cypressblaze!" Phoenixpaw cheered excitedly, watching his clan mates receive their names, though he trained closely with Oakstorm if his class mate reciving his name before him bothered him he didn't show it.
Oakstorm had a big grin on his face. He had looked the part of a Warrior for several moons now - the tom had grown very quickly, having reached the size of most adults within only a couple moons into his apprenticeship. Presently he was quite a large cat but not unusually so. He nudged Cypressblaze's shoulder, "Come on now, smile." --- Cypressblaze looked more refined compared to her older brother. She had meticulously groomed herself for the promotion, her brown-and-red fur sleek and shiny, she really looked regal especially compared to the mildly disheveled Oakstorm, "Stop touching me." Was all she said in response to him, but she smiled anyway. She stepped forward to touch noses with Maplestar, "I'm proud of you, too, you know. This is as much our ceremony as it is yours, at least to me."
