The deputy was dead! Frigidpaw was a little disappointed in his timing, though. If only he'd died like 10 moons later. Then she could've stood a chance to become her grandmother's deputy. Rotten luck, now she had to wait for whoever Dawnstar was going to pick to hug the bouquet too. Maybe she'd help them along.
The spiky apprentice sat next to her brother and looked up at her grandmother.
"Can't wait until it's my turn to be deputy. Surely I won't die such a pathetic death so soon." she whicpered to Ranpaw and nudged him.
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