Post by qυickรilvєя on Dec 22, 2017 16:37:30 GMT -5
The lean she-cat had idled quietly near the back of the camp; she'd been finishing up maintenance in the apprentice's den when her leader had summoned the clan beneath her for a meeting, and had sighed, limping out into the clearing with little interest. Sure, she was aware that this meeting perhaps regarded MistClan's new deputy. She wasn't expecting much, and her green gaze had drifted among all the capable warriors among their ranks. There was Mapletail, her own brother. He was one of the most able toms in the clan, and as her sibling, he also had his lineage to thank for any chances he had at gaining the position. Nettletuft suited the role as well, and she felt a resounding sense of closure that the clan would be in good paws regardless of who Rowanstar chose among the candidates. But nothing more shocking had ever become of Darkwhisker than when her mother and leader announced her, her!, as the new deputy of MistClan. Her head, which had craned with attentiveness but not with excitement, shot up, and she was on her paws in moments. How in StarClan's name had this come about? Several emotions passed through Darkwhisker in that moment; shock, anxiety and a fresh wave of new purpose. But above all, the black molly was most certainly proud. She met eyes with Rowanstar, her own green stare conveying her sudden burst of excitement, and she stepped forward, trying as she could to make her limp the least noticeable, into the center of the camp. 'Me?' she almost wanted to say, but her maw remained shut, and she dipped her head as she reached the base of Rowanstar's perch. She wasn't even sure what to say at this point. Only what she felt in her heart. "I'll try my best to serve MistClan well," she promised, her heart thrumming in her ears.
ooc: oh LORDY, thank you so much till!!
tags: TILLY✩, @anyone