[Fawn]

@BILL.


Fawnpaw had been gazing at the ceremony with an intense, analytical gaze as it was once again announced there'd be a deputy, and he was hoping with all his being that it didn't go as badly as last time... also known as his apprentice ceremony. He winced at the thought, recalling how it'd been interrupted by Fallenstar being shoved off the Streamstone. However, his speculation of who it'd be was abruptly halted when he heard Lionstorm's name, and his ears perked, breath catching.

No way.

But to his absolute astonishment, it was reality. This was actually happening. Fawnpaw could do nothing but give a wide-eyed gawk, jaw falling open as the rest of the ceremonial proceedings commenced, then wrapped up. Although his paws felt like dead weight as he stumbled toward Lionstorm as if in a daze, feeling breathless during his approach but somehow finding his footing upon drawing closer. "Wow," he murmured, entranced but grinning lopsidedly. "I can't believe it. You're deputy, seriously? Out of all these cats, and he chooses you." The last part was playful, giddiness brimming at his surface because his friend was now soaring through the ranks. As if a testimony to their friendship itself, he teasingly added, "I guess I can't blame him."