Blackpaw's Medicine Cat Ceremony

Mistedsong's fluffy grey tail swished as he led his younger apprentice into the cave, the familiar white gleam of the Moonstone illuminating the cavern with a comforting glow. The medicine cat couldn't deny how glad he was that this day had finally come; finally ShadowClan had capable paws to take care of themselves. He needed a long, long break, but Blizzardpaw still needed training. Blackpaw just had a natural aptitude for herbs that he hadn't seen in any other cat before. At least he didn't have to cross the forest every few days anymore. His paws were angry.

The tom looked to Blackpaw as he followed him into the cave and shot him a reassuring grin. "This ceremony is not mine to deliver this time," Mistedsong explained, turning to the bright glow of the Moonstone. "Touch your nose to the stone when you are ready to visit StarClan," he meowed. "I will be right behind you." Mistedsong followed after the apprentice, pressing his nose to the cold stone, darkness quickly overtaking him.

Blackpaw nodded and touched his nose to the moonstone knowing what would happen but also not. Mistedsong explained to him how starclan would chose to accept him as Shadowclan’s new medicine cat or reject him. He hoped they would accept him as he trained really hard for this. When he arrived in starclan he looked around for Mistedsong.


(Since starclan is tech med business he won’t have his stutter ^_^)

A warm, blissful sigh left Mistedsong's muzzle as he stretched his legs, the pain that usually knotted the base of his spine absent and his mind refreshed. He never tired of the energy that the fields of StarClan gave him. "Come, Blackpaw, we're being expected," he mewed, padding over the hill they woke up on the other side of to meet the sea of cats with stars in their pelts.

At the head of the group, a calico she-cat stood, a mouth curled into a smile, eyes already fixed on the pair of cats. Mistedsong's ears perked up as he caught sight of her, speeding up to greet the cat that stood just taller than he did, rubbing against her side. "You look better than ever, Spottednose," he mewed thickly.

Spottednose chuckled. "Why thank you, dear," she replied in a high, honey-like voice. "You're certainly doing well without me. Blackpaw is quite the prodigy and he wouldn't be where he is without you." The she-cat brushed past Mistedsong to address Blackpaw. "I trust that you'll be a great medicine cat, young one," she said, her amber eyes full of warmth. ""Blackpaw, do you promise to uphold the ways of a medicine cat, to stand apart from rivalry between Clan and Clan and to protect all cats equally, even at the cost of your life?""

“Yes, with all my heart!” Blackpaw mewed as the she-cat stopped to let him answer. He would never fail to admire the sight of starclan and it’s cats. Blackpaw had a million questions going on in his head but the one who was bugging him was how did Mistedsong know spottednose. He knew probing the cats would be a bad idea so he just waited for the starclan cats to start talking to him.

The honeyed eyes of Spottednose gleamed with pride at the passion of her fellow medicine cat. "Then by the powers of StarClan, we give you your true name as a medicine cat. From this moment on, you will be known as Blackclaw. The she-cat pressed her nose to the large black tom, visibly proud to be his peer.

The sea of cats erupted into cheers that seemed to come from no direction in particular, in that their voices were everywhere all at once. "Blackclaw! Blackclaw!" The cacophony of voices was the last the medicine cats heard before they awoke once again in the cold cave of the Moonstone, the first light of dawn beginning to stream into the cavern.

Blackclaw woke with the cheers still echoing in his head. He shook his fluffy black pelt before looking at Mistedsong failing at hiding his big grin. “I’m accepted.” he mewed still in shock.

Mistedsong smiled and cheered with the StarClan cats. Blackclaw fit the tom quite well. When he awoke, he was reluctant to open his eyes and acknowledge how much his paws hurt now. "Congratulations, Blackpaw," he meowed, cracking his tired green eyes open and getting to his feet gingerly. "Let's get going, I'd like to be home before night falls again," the medicine cat chuckled.

Blackclaw nodded and followed after Mistedsong, he couldn’t wait to get back to Shadowclan so he could start working as a full on medicine cat for his clan.