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Originally Posted by Empress Of Evil

Crimsontiger stood silently, blending in amongst the other starry pelts. She watched the whole ceremony without her expression changing once. Her face didn't shift into an expression of sympathy when the pain hit him, and neither did she look relieved when he was fine again. Her emotions were seemingly gone for the present moment.
Crimsontiger remembered watching the last five leaders who had been in this cave. She had been at each ceremony to give a life. She still remembered giving Halestar her life. And now it was her successor's turn. As Cricketpaw was walking back, the young former warrior rose to her paws.

Crimsontiger had died when she was only 13 moons of age, a newly named warrior. Yet she was wise beyond her years. When she was still alive she had been reckless and loud. Now she was quiet and smart. Waving her tail as if she were dismissing her thoughts, she stepped forward from the ranks of StarClan. "Greetings Goldeneye," Crimsontiger said, dipping her head as a sign of respect. "I'm Crimsontiger. A former ShadowClan warrior," She continued, giving the tom a small smile. The way she spoke and acted was a little strange to see at first. Someone who looked so young was acting so respectful. She was very doubtful that she would've been this respectful if she was still alive.

"With this life, I give you confidence. Have confidence in StarClan to guide you, and confidence in your clan mates to stand beside you no matter what," She said. "But most importantly, have confidence in your ability to lead," Crimsontiger said. With that, she touched her nose to the tom's, feeling the life run through her and transferring into him. She knew that it would hurt, but there was nothing she could really do about that. "Lead ShadowClan well, Goldenstar," She said, giving him a smile, one that was bigger than the other one. With nothing else left to do, she turned around and padded back, blending in amongst the starry pelts.

There was one last life to be given. Goldeneye was actually somewhat surprised to see Crimsontiger. However, he didn’t show it, as he didn’t want to appear rude. What had he been expecting? He didn’t know really, maybe a past leader or something. Well, either way, he didn’t mind. This cat seemed pretty serious in a way, and it almost put the new leader off guard. The tabby tom decided to stop jumbling his thoughts with apologies he would never say aloud, and decided to listen to Crimson instead. He was silent as Crimson gave her life, it was something he really needed. Confidence. He had needed that for a long while. He listened, and then let the life flow into him. It was not that different from the other lives, but there was still pain ripping through him. Well, maybe ripping wasn’t the right word, that made it sound really horrible. It was just...painful.

As soon as the life was gone, Golden murmured “Thank you” unsure of what else to say. Soon, everything vanished, and he was back at the starstone. Goldenstar. That was what he was now. He was the leader of Shadowclan. He was quiet for a moment. Well, he was quiet for much more than a moment. Suddenly, he was wondering if Daypaw had been with him. He started to glance around, unsure of whatever to do, the leader quietly sitting down next to the stone to ponder things for awhile.

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