Post by dragonfrog on Apr 30, 2011 14:28:20 GMT -5
( I'm going to try using what I did with Heavystar x3 Change it slightly. But could you bring Lunarstar in at the end, Gold? Not sure how much I'll mix mine up though, kind of going to be like any other leader's ceremony :3 )
Pantherstrike rushed to the entrance to the Moontunnel, cursing slightly when he noticed Shadowstar's scent. He's already been here! He got here first! He hissed to himself dashing through the entrance and into the darkness. Pantherstrike passed through the tunnels as a shadow himself, emerging through to find the Moonstone shining bright. He quickly layed beside it, touching his dark grey nose to it and shivering, closing his shimmering yellow eyes and heaving a sigh. Pantherstrike soon fell into a cold, sleep.
Pantherstrike awoke in a darkened forest, he couldn't see the sky and trees surrounded him. Soon, dark, crooked shadows padded from the surrounding trees. As one voice, they called out, "Are you prepared for your nine lives, Pantherstrike?
Pantherstrike raised his head proudly, "Yes, I'm prepared."
One cat stepped forward from the group of shadows, padding forward to stand in front of him. It was his best friend as an apprentice, who died in a battle with Dawnclan, Deep-paw "With this life I give you courage. Use it well to defend your Clan, and make it stronger," he said, smiling slightly as he touched noses with him. Pain shot through him like a claw slash and he struggled not to yowl.
A very dark grey tabby tom pushed through the shadows and stood right in front of Pantherstrike, a stern, " With this life, I give you justice. Use it well to judge others by their actions, tell them right from wrong. " This was his father, and he sneered when he said 'right from wrong', as if telling him,The Dark Forest is right, Starclan is wrong. Pantherstrike felt a lighter pain claw through him, but he was able to easy withstand it, more than his first.
In a flash of red and gold, a she-cat sat in front of Pantherstrike, her amber eyes narrowed and mean. "With this life I give you loyalty to what you know to be right. Use it well to guide your Clan in times of trouble and need. Use it well to lead your clan with the darkness." Pantherstrike remembered her as soon as she had touched noses with him and walked away. The long pain and feeling of shadowy cats clustered as one was swept away as he thought of her name, Sunstreak, the elder he knew of as a kit.
Glittering green eyes caught Pantherstrike off guard as hisses of outrage slashed through the shadows around him. A brown she-cat approached him and sat down reaching out to touch noses with him as she said, "With this life I give you protection. Use it well to care for you Clan as a mother cares for her kits. Just as I cared for you and Brushleaf." Shock crept through Pantherstrike as a powerful shot of pain struck him. This was what a mother's fierce love felt like, this was what Cherryleaf felt toward him. Pantherstrike glared at the ground as she walked away, unease building up inside of him.
Scarstorm strutted forward, his scarred pelt dark under the starless skys as he sat in front of Pantherstrike, his silvery eyes baring into him, Pantherstrike met them with ease. "With this life I give you mentoring. Use it well to train the young cats of your Clan." A simple bolt of pain slashed him and he watched his mentor leave, pushing his way through the crowd of shady cats.
An elderly cat stomped forward, his pale yellow eyes staring harshly at Pantherstrike with the slightest twinge of pride. It was his favoriate elder, Streakfur." With this life I give you compassion. Use it well for the elders of you Clan, and the sick, and all those weaker than yourself. But if they don't have strength enough to follow you, and us, use it to be rid of them!" A sharp streak of pain bubbled through him, as if he was holding up the whole forest to save his clanmates. He panted after he watched Streakfur go.
Pantherstrike felt himself being watched from behind as a silver cat crept up and stood in front of him, her eyes filled with sorrow. It was Longbreeze, who had loved him as an apprentice. " With this life I give you love. Use it well for all the cats in your care—especially for the one you love most. " He felt the rush of happiness spread through him and he gave an easy sigh feeling the she-cat's tongue rush along his ears as she left.
Soon, a small black tom with a white tail tip strutted forward and met his eyes with sharp, icy blue eyes. His claws were extended to their long length that they had. It was Darkheart. " With this life I give you intelligence and strength and determination. Use it well as you lead your Clan in the ways of the Dark Forest and our code. "
Pantherstrike's fur began to prickle after his eight life shot through him with a last blast of power. He waited impatiently then for the last life from the last cat. Then he would Pantherstar.
( Mind giving him the life of ---- > With this life I give you tireless energy. Use it well to carry out the duties of a leader <---- With lunarstar Gold? =] )
Pantherstrike rushed to the entrance to the Moontunnel, cursing slightly when he noticed Shadowstar's scent. He's already been here! He got here first! He hissed to himself dashing through the entrance and into the darkness. Pantherstrike passed through the tunnels as a shadow himself, emerging through to find the Moonstone shining bright. He quickly layed beside it, touching his dark grey nose to it and shivering, closing his shimmering yellow eyes and heaving a sigh. Pantherstrike soon fell into a cold, sleep.
Pantherstrike awoke in a darkened forest, he couldn't see the sky and trees surrounded him. Soon, dark, crooked shadows padded from the surrounding trees. As one voice, they called out, "Are you prepared for your nine lives, Pantherstrike?
Pantherstrike raised his head proudly, "Yes, I'm prepared."
One cat stepped forward from the group of shadows, padding forward to stand in front of him. It was his best friend as an apprentice, who died in a battle with Dawnclan, Deep-paw "With this life I give you courage. Use it well to defend your Clan, and make it stronger," he said, smiling slightly as he touched noses with him. Pain shot through him like a claw slash and he struggled not to yowl.
A very dark grey tabby tom pushed through the shadows and stood right in front of Pantherstrike, a stern, " With this life, I give you justice. Use it well to judge others by their actions, tell them right from wrong. " This was his father, and he sneered when he said 'right from wrong', as if telling him,The Dark Forest is right, Starclan is wrong. Pantherstrike felt a lighter pain claw through him, but he was able to easy withstand it, more than his first.
In a flash of red and gold, a she-cat sat in front of Pantherstrike, her amber eyes narrowed and mean. "With this life I give you loyalty to what you know to be right. Use it well to guide your Clan in times of trouble and need. Use it well to lead your clan with the darkness." Pantherstrike remembered her as soon as she had touched noses with him and walked away. The long pain and feeling of shadowy cats clustered as one was swept away as he thought of her name, Sunstreak, the elder he knew of as a kit.
Glittering green eyes caught Pantherstrike off guard as hisses of outrage slashed through the shadows around him. A brown she-cat approached him and sat down reaching out to touch noses with him as she said, "With this life I give you protection. Use it well to care for you Clan as a mother cares for her kits. Just as I cared for you and Brushleaf." Shock crept through Pantherstrike as a powerful shot of pain struck him. This was what a mother's fierce love felt like, this was what Cherryleaf felt toward him. Pantherstrike glared at the ground as she walked away, unease building up inside of him.
Scarstorm strutted forward, his scarred pelt dark under the starless skys as he sat in front of Pantherstrike, his silvery eyes baring into him, Pantherstrike met them with ease. "With this life I give you mentoring. Use it well to train the young cats of your Clan." A simple bolt of pain slashed him and he watched his mentor leave, pushing his way through the crowd of shady cats.
An elderly cat stomped forward, his pale yellow eyes staring harshly at Pantherstrike with the slightest twinge of pride. It was his favoriate elder, Streakfur." With this life I give you compassion. Use it well for the elders of you Clan, and the sick, and all those weaker than yourself. But if they don't have strength enough to follow you, and us, use it to be rid of them!" A sharp streak of pain bubbled through him, as if he was holding up the whole forest to save his clanmates. He panted after he watched Streakfur go.
Pantherstrike felt himself being watched from behind as a silver cat crept up and stood in front of him, her eyes filled with sorrow. It was Longbreeze, who had loved him as an apprentice. " With this life I give you love. Use it well for all the cats in your care—especially for the one you love most. " He felt the rush of happiness spread through him and he gave an easy sigh feeling the she-cat's tongue rush along his ears as she left.
Soon, a small black tom with a white tail tip strutted forward and met his eyes with sharp, icy blue eyes. His claws were extended to their long length that they had. It was Darkheart. " With this life I give you intelligence and strength and determination. Use it well as you lead your Clan in the ways of the Dark Forest and our code. "
Pantherstrike's fur began to prickle after his eight life shot through him with a last blast of power. He waited impatiently then for the last life from the last cat. Then he would Pantherstar.
( Mind giving him the life of ---- > With this life I give you tireless energy. Use it well to carry out the duties of a leader <---- With lunarstar Gold? =] )
