[Hellion]

Firestar LightingClan Leader Fifty-Eight Moons ### WORDS TAG NOTES Leafbare 22

Despite the new change in her name, Firestar didn't feel all that different. Her new lives were enough to empower the she-cat but not enough to neglect her duties. She had decided to wait to determine a deputy. Her newly formed connection with StarClan was going to be her guiding light, even if they were silent for the most part. She wanted to choose her mate Russetfall at first, their bond was strong and would make LightingClan stronger in their unity. Despite that desire she knew that her love for Russetfall would trump that. The likelihood of her mate dying in service to her clan was high and no matter how many lives she had Firesky wouldn't know what to do with them if Russetfall died as deputy. Her lack of tail didn't hinder her from trying to flick it back and forth as she paced inside her new den. Russetfall had also moved into Redstar's old den and watched his mates with understanding eyes. Firestar hadn't confessed to her mate her fear of losing him now that she was nearly immortal. He didn't need to hear her words but could sense it. Being mates for most of their shared lives had its perks. "I'm going to call the clan," She told him. He nodded his head before standing and bruhsing past her, pausing for a moment to nuzzle into her multicolored fur. She welcomed his touch and purred. She had made her decision and ventured not long after him. It was going to be the first time as leader with an announcement. Climbing on top the hill to look at her clanmates from the vantage point was easy. It was looking down at all her clanmates that really struck her. She was now their leader. She cared for them before but now all their lives were in her paws. It wasn't just her ability to lead them into battle like before but her instead her ability to lead them daily in their lives. Firestar would be expected to make those hard choices and be both fair and strong when the time came. "Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey please gather for a Clan meeting," Her voice was strong despite her smaller frame. As she watched the cats start to gather she remained standing, waiting for the moment to start.

HAYANA OF CAUTION 2.0

_{Leafbare 22}

[Fawn]

Mudpelt
16 Moons. Tom. LightningClan.

Mudpelt had just arrived in LightningClan's camp when Firestar called them together. As he always did nowadays, with a keen sense of dread he knew would be slow to dissipate, Mudpelt glanced around for his brother, his paw steps growing less certain with each passing second that Gustclaw did not materialize before him.

Then he would see that familiar black and silver pelt, the striping so distinctive and nearly identical to their late father's, Mudpelt's heart would slow it's dreading thuds. Gustclaw was safe. As pawsore as he was quiet, the stocky aptly-named warrior walked across the camp to meet with his brother, and together they moved to sit before the Hill Top.

Firestar must be appointing a deputy. Mudpelt realized, and had the season not been so dire, he would have looked around with interest, ready to see if he could actually pinpoint just who would be taking up the all-important mantle of deputy. Would it be someone he knew? Would it be someone young, like himself (doubtful), or an older more experienced warrior?

Mudpelt's gaze briefly lingered on Redwind, and he quickly looked away. No, he still hadn't forgiven her for her decision to step down, but he harbored no ill will towards his former mentor. She had been a good leader, and he was sure she had her reasons. Instead, he straightened up, presenting an almost rigid posture to their new leader, Firestar, as she called the whole Clan together.

Mudpelt didn't care who it was. So long as his brother was right beside him.

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Tags: Phoenix

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    The cold weather had weighed on every Lightningclan members' spirit, this leafbare had been particularly unforgiving and it showed in each and every cat. Their leader had stepped down, for reasons other than the weather surely, but it still was nothing short of poor timing and caused much anxiety in the clan. Firestar, Redstars' replacement, had yet to honestly take on the role of leader not even having chose a deputy. This wasn't in itself a cause for alarm as it hadn't been long since she had received her lives; however compounded with everything else they were collectively put through many felt lost and as though they had no leadership in their darkest hour. Redscar fought these feelings as best he could, he understood the mountain of work Firestar had to overcome after being so suddenly thrust into her role as the clan's newest leader. Doing his best to be productive and keep cats focused and optimistic he wandered the camp chatting with his clanmates, delivering prey to cats that looked like they could use it. His talks were lighthearted and he tried to instill a bit of a faith and good spirit in all those he spoke to, they would survive this season just as they had any other before. However in the middle of one of these conversations Firestar emerged from her den and made the so familiar call for the first time, Redscar couldn't help but grin as he whispered "Finally, just what we need."

[Hellion]

Firestar LightingClan Leader Fifty-Eight Moons ### WORDS TAG NOTES BLABLA

She waited it wasn't difficult and as her Clan mates gathered she felt even more sure in her choice. The future deputy she had chosen gathered among his clanmates and it was then Firestar flicked her tail to command full attention. "This leafbare has been a stressful time for all of us,-" She paused reaching the gaze of those who looked at her. "We will remain strong and diligent in our duties. LightingClan can and will survive anything," The newly named leader felt a swelling of pride when her words were met with nodding from those who agreed. "It is with great conviction that I name my deputy. I say these words before StarClan so that the spirits of our warrior ancestors may hear and approve my choice. The new deputy of LightingClan is Redscaar!" Her voice rang out for all those to heart, cats turned to look at the young warrior-now-deputy. He would make a fine deputy and leader some day, StarClan willing of course.

HAYANA OF CAUTION 2.0

[Fawn]

Mudpelt
16 Moons. Tom. LightningClan.

"The new deputy of LightingClan is Redscar!"

The news was so unexpected, it jostled Mudpelt momentarily out of his malaise. Redscar? Large amber eyes, as somber as they were deep, searched the throngs of cats to pinpoint their chosen deputy, Mudpelt feeling a detached sort of wonderment at Firestar's decision to pick a cat so young. Of course, Redscar was older than he was, and obviously a very capable of warrior. Maybe he was exactly what they needed?

Mudpelt wasn't the kind of cat who questioned his leaders; he trusted Firestar, she had been a wise and competent deputy, he expected no less during her (hopefully) long reign. In time, Redscar would probably make an excellent leader. Just not too soon, Mudpelt hoped fervently that there would be no more shakeups in the Clan's infrastructure for many moons to come. No more death. No more rank changes. No more shocking twists and turns.

Just normalcy. Just peace.

Realizing he'd zoned out, the stocky brown warrior shook off these distracted thoughts, and cut an unassuming berth through the crowd of cats to get close enough to respectfully give the ginger warrior his well-wishes. Mudpelt waited patiently until it was his turn, and he dipped his head to Redscar when he was finally level with the tom. He spoke in his low, heavy voice. "Congratulations, Redscar. If you need someone for the evening patrol, I can go."

Mudpelt preferred to keep busy. Even if there was nothing to catch and no reason to truly leave camp, lazing around had never been in the cards for this tom; he'd been a dedicated, overly-serious apprentice—and nothing had changed in warriorhood. Besides, if any cat needed a distraction from the death and sickness and misery that seemed to be hanging over LightningClan's camp lately, it was Mudpelt.

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Word Count: 289 Words
Tags: @poptart

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Redscar was not expecting to hear his name called when Firestar announced the new deputy, it would be a lie for him to say he had considered it a possibility. He was far younger than most deputies which didn't put him off in the slightest as he had complete confidence in his abilities, however it was quite possible others wouldn't feel the same way. He swore in that moment he wouldn't be the reason nobody trusted young cats in leadership positions, he didn't have time to dwell however as he was quickly swarmed by the kind congratulations of his clanmates. Redscar wondered how many were saying one thing but thinking something entirely different, however this wasn't the case with Mudpelt. After the crowd thinned the young warrior approached Redscar and was already volunteering for a bit of work, the new deputy was grateful and thought getting out of camp sounded nice. "Thanks Mudplent, if you wait for Firestar to dismiss me I'll go with you."