CeremoniesMore Like This
Will be updated with the ceremonies; old ones will have links to a sta.sh file
The leaves of the great oak swayed softly in the wind, the gentle breeze that danced through the camp sending fallen flowers and pollen spiraling through the air. It truly was a pretty sight, and would call for a rather elegant ceremony. Elmstar inhaled deeply, her soft paws leading her atop the regular branch. Due to many moons of tradition, a pawful of the warriors began to gather upon noticing the tabby leader take her perch. Clearing her throat, she let out a heartfelt mew. "Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather here beneath the great oak for a clan meeting!" She exclaimed, the most of her clan gathering below with hushed mews and excited, bright eyes: this expression was much more common among the kits and apprentices.
“I have been observing and hearing many good things about OakClan'