[WinterMara]

| Whitepaw of Riverclan |

She arrived late as she heard cheerful chanting, the chant being of a name, Fierceroar. Hm, she had come quite far, from the day Whitepaw had showed her around camp to this? It made her have a genuine smile, had she treated the new warrior well? No, even she knew that, but it didn't hurt to be proud.

' 'Fierceroar, Fierceroar!' '

A tired yet happy chant came from the white and grey molly, a genuine one. The two weren't friends, barely even knew eachother, but they both had waited so long for their ceremonies, maybe Whitepaw would get hers soon, but for now, this was Fierceroar's moment, and, Whitepaw would happily give her the spotlight.