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Aug 16, 2014 8:52:54 GMT -8
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Apprentice
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Post by Twilidramon on May 1, 2014 17:27:31 GMT -8
Dawnstar's heart was heavy. Down below her, in the clearing of the camp, lay the body of the deputy Heavywing. The brown tabby's fur was smoothed around his massive shape, his body lit up by the moon as it climbed into the sky. The wounds running up and down his body had been cleaned and covered - a family of foxes had moved into ThunderClan territory; two, from the sounds of it. Heavywing had only been investigating them when they both jumped on him.
A patrol found him, bleeding out, near a gnarled tree. As the foxes were about to finish the job the patrol drove them away - Birchflank had been especially brave, nearly losing his tail to a hungry bite. The foxes were thin and hungry from leaf-bare, and desperate for food - they were an imminent threat to the Clan, even more so now that they had killed a warrior.
I must do this before moonhigh, she told herself. I can reflect on this later.
Sitting atop the Highledge, Dawnstar had the attention of all her Clan. She took a deep breath and said the words she had only spoken once before herself, but had heard several times in her life.
"I say these words before the body of Heavywing, so that he may hear and approve my choice," she mewed, her voice high and clear.
Did I make the right decision? What will the Clan think of me? What will the other Clans think of me? Will my choice help me to protect my Clan from not only these foxes, but the other dangers of our world?
The thoughts ran through her mind like frantic rabbits, threatening to panic her out of her decision.
No, she decided. He is the right choice. He is my closest friend, and there is no cat I doubt the counsel of.
"Lioncloud will be the new deputy of ThunderClan."
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