[Calliecat]

Originally Posted by BILL.

Ah, here he was! Lionstorm was wondering when Fawnpaw would come? Did he watch the ceremony? Lionstorm sure hoped so, he didn't want him to miss it for the world. He was deputy now, after all-- that was an once in a lifetime opportunity. "Fallenstar has good taste," he responded, unable to keep his muzzle straight. Stars, he felt giddy. "You know, RiverClan has just been upgraded to the gold package."



Lionstorm's ears twitched as the gray she-cat almost bumped into him, and he gazed at the female coolly. Of course he deserved it! He was the best warrior RiverClan had, and he was pleased Fallenstar recognized his greatness. As soon as the crowd dispersed, he'd need to talk to him and crack down on work. "Easy," he told her. "You're here now, aren't you?" It was a shame that she was one cat who missed the actual ceremony, but he'd take her praise regardless. "It's about time he chose me."



Lionstorm felt ready for anything that was thrown at him. He'd never been ambitious about becoming deputy or leader, but now-- he had power, and he knew how he wanted to use it. The Clan would never undergo another mutiny with Lionstorm as their deputy. He wouldn't let them. "Then it's a good thing he picked me, and not you. I wouldn't worry yourself about what's been going on-- I'll deal with it." WindClan wouldn't pester them again, and he'd make sure the others Clans knew their place.



At the mention of his name, Lionstorm turned his head in the direction of Frostflight, and he moved to greet his friend. "Frostflight!" he said his name with a smirk. "It's good to see you, have you come to congratulate me as well?" He was eager to get to work, but having some time with his friend wouldn't hurt.

There was a lot going on, and some of the initial giddiness was beginning to die down with the crowd. Lionstorm would need to figure out an efficient way to organize patrols and camp repair. He was sure there were other things that needed to be done, as well.

But for now, he gazed at his friend with a gleam to his eye. "I'm glad our Clan is whole again. We've gone too long without a deputy." Without him.

Twitching her ears, Littleleaf didn't suppress the purr that made its way through her throat as she dipped her head toward the new deputy. Lionstorm was determined, no doubt, and that was something she admired. "And my kits are safe?" she questioned. Her kits, still only three or four moons old, were no doubt her biggest concern.