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We must build dikes of courage to hold back the flood of fear.

It was time. The decision had to be made. Who would be Nightclan's next deputy? Pinestar was laying in her nest in the leader's den, her den now. The she-cat needed a partner with enough experience, but still plenty of moons left to live. That narrows the options, barely. She had thought at first, struggling with the decision. After receiving her nine lives, she tried to bury the fact that she needed to pick a new deputy by busying herself with the responsibilities of leadership, but moonhigh had crept up on her like a predator in the night and caught her off guard. And since I've procrastinated thinking all day, I have to choose now, after an entire day of traveling to the Moon Tree and leadership duties, like announcing to the clan that Dimstar is now dead. Pinestar mused. I deserve this.

There were many great picks, but the cat who stood out most was a cat only a few moons her elder, with unwavering confidence and unbreakable will. A cat truly loyal to Nightclan, and no other. Foxfern. The she-cat hadn't settled down with a mate like most she-cats her age. Instead, Foxfern continued to build her reputation as one of Nightclan's most virtuoso warriors. That's who I'm going to pick. Pinestar decided as she finished grooming her coat to a fiery shine. Foxfern will be Nightclan's next deputy. Pinestar stood up, pushing out of the den and making her way over to the Boulder Ledge. Some cats had already began gathering before her as she leaped onto the ledge.

"All cats old enough to catch their own prey gather here beneath the Boulder Ledge for a clan meeting." Her voice radiated throughout camp. It didn't take long for the remaining cats to fill the clearing. "The time has come for me to choose a new deputy." She paused. "Foxfern will be Nightclan's new deputy. May Starclan hear and approve my choice."

Pinestar felt like she made the right decision. Serve Nightclan well, Foxfern. She thought jumping down from the ledge.

51 Moons - Leader - NightClan

PIneStaR

Fawn Hellion Silver

Notes: xxx

[Silver]

"There’s a lot of things you need
to get across this universe.
You know the thing
you need most of all?"

Her days were certainly busy lately. From hunting to help fill hungry mouths to patrolling the borders to teaching a wayward Apprentice or two; Foxfern kept her life full and busy as she could so she could make the most out of helping her clan to prosper. Things had been shaky lately, but she hadn't let that get to her. Instead she went on as if everything was the same so that maybe she could act as a solid rock among the surging river that the clan had become lately with all that had been happening.

Solid and unshakable, that was what she was. Very little could break her confidence and she was proud of that. Still, upon returning to a new leader and a clan-wide summons, she'd been understandably curious and concerned. What she never expected, even for a moment, was the words that came out of Pinestar's mouth. Amber eyes went wide, her fur sticking straight up in shock at what had been said.

Deputy? Her?! She wasn't sure rather to be humbled or terrified at the prospect. Surely there were other, older, cats more fitting for such a monumentally important task. But Pinestar had chosen her. So she pushed her whirling thoughts aside and straightened up to her full height before walking proudly to stand before her clan and her new leader. 

"I humbly accept this task you would give me. You honor me, Pinestar, with your choice. I promise to do my best to serve NightClan by your side." Part of her worried about keeping that promise, but she didn't let it show. She could do this, and she would let nothing stop her.

"You need a hand to hold."

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