oh, I just can't wait (LEADER CEREMONY: LOSTEYE/LOSTSTAR) to be King!

[center][fancypost=background-color:;border:0px;width:450px;font-size:8pt;text-align:justify;]The whole trip was full of anxiety for Lost. He hadnt slept for days, then when he does- Starclan comes down and forces him awake. How pleasant. Sike. He was trembling and had lost all the remaining effects of the traveling herbs before the trip had even started.

Why was he anxious? Well, lets make it simple. Losteye was raised in the Dark Forest. He killed cats both in his dreams and in reality. He trained cats to kill, as well. Finally, He was a half-clanner, a disgrace, to add to it. There was no way he wouldnt be terrified.

But, somehow, he managed to walk behind the blind feline the entire way. Though, he made a few stops. He managed the walk quite well. Until they got there.

The glowing pit looked beautiful. More magnificent than anything Lost had seen before. Something that truly belonged with Starclan. Something that kicked his anxiety in a gut, adding to the thought that this was probably just all a prank.

The russian blue padded forward slowly, lowering his head and looking around as he followed the newly named medicine cat. He had to touch noses with the rock? Well, Starclan wasnt going to be pleased. "Jaggedsight, as both my accompany and medicine cat- I believe you should join me." Maybe that was an excuse to have someone to witness his death. Maybe it was just an excuse to bring along a friend.

//rushed

[center][fancypost=background-color:;border:0px;width:450px;font-size:8pt;text-align:justify;]//he will join the same dream, yes

Lost watched with a smile as Jaggedsight accepted his invitation. Of course, Jagged should join him. It was only formal. But his smile faded into a frown as he watched the med touch his nose to the stone.

Anxiety pricked his belly as the leader bent down. If it was all a prank, what would he do? Since Snakehiss was still alive, would he be allowed all 9 lives? Twoface didnt get his lives, did he? Then would he only be allowed 8 lives?

Pushing back his nerves, the silver warrior pressed his nose against the stone. His body going limp with sleep as he did. When he woke, he was in a similar yet foreign land. The same place he was in just a day before during his slumber. Starclan.

Turning, he looked for Jaggedsight. Relief washing over him as he spotted the blind tom. However, Jagged had yet to wake. So, Lost did as any and nudged the lad awake. "You alive? I mean, metaphorically and literally."
[spoiler=tags ★ 3.28]
GENERAL
★ LOSTEYE | LOST | ♂
★ 20 moons | ages every 2 weeks
★ biromantic | bisexual | interested in flings
★ leader | shadowclan
★ Spidermask x Spiderleg | half-clanner | gen 2
FACTS
★ terrified of bloodclanners + monsters
★ former DF trainer/apprentice
★ formerly named Stonebreeze & Oneeye
★ never became deputy
★ adoptive father of Crowkit
APPEARANCE
★ BLACK X RUSSIAN BLUE MIX | HEALTH: 100%
The mix looks much like his mother. He has soft, short, light-grey fur which glows a silver under the moonlight. He has long, lanky legs due to his windclan blood but a muscular build from his shadowclan. After being attacked by a bloodclanner, he lost his right eye and is left with a patch of scars over his socket. His other eye, a once-bright green.
★ Smells like freshly mowed grass
PERSONALITY
★ ENTJ | "the Commander" | Slytherin
★ stubborn | hotheaded | bold | possessive | actually caring
INTERACTION
★ physically extreme | mentally medium
★ attack in #0008A1
★ will provoke | will end fights | will kill | will negotiate

[center][fancypost=background-color:;border:0px;width:450px;font-size:8pt;text-align:justify;]Losteye flinched as Jaggedsight woke. But then was hit with another flood of relief. If the blind tom wasnt here, Lost would be screwed over with keeping calm. He'd probably find some way to freak out his ancestors while he was at it.

Following Jagged's gaze, he realized they were surrounded by half-transparent dead cats. They all looked healthy and didnt show any signs of hostility, so they were probably in the right place.

From the crowd, a pretty, long-legged russian blue stepped out. She had Lost's green eyes and could be his twin if he wasnt so muscular. With her appearance, Lost froze instantly and could feel tears spring to his inner eyelids. He wasnt sad, he was smiling.

Spiderlegs stepped forward, but not to him - to Jaggedsight, with a gentle smile. "Welcome to Starclan, Jaggedsight. Before we begin, since its your first visit as medicine cat, we've decided to acknowledge you. Starclan will guide you through the bad and the good, as long as you remain true to healing Shadowclan. You are their strength, now. Without a dedicated medicine cat, theyre only choice is to retreat. If you understand, we can begin with the leader ceremony." The fem stated, her eyes turning to slits before relaxing into warmth. Losteye had no words for this part. But he wasnt mad or sad. More excited for Jaggedsight, if anything. He trusted his own decisions.

[center][fancypost=background-color:;border:0px;width:450px;font-size:8pt;text-align:justify;]Spiderleg flashed a smile towards Jagged after hearing his promise and then turned towards Losteye. "Its time, you ready?" She asked with a wink.

But the silver warrior was no where near it. He took in her wink painfully and his breath became ragged. "Is anyone ever really ready?" He challenged with a forced smile. But his mother only shrugged and moved infront of him.

She bent down to match his height, though only an inch. Then gazed into his two dark green eyes. "You have seen a lot more than the average warrior should. You have been betrayed and toss aside many times. I know how that feels. Your father promised me he loved me but after I gave birth to you and your brother, he left us. However, I forgave him for that. Because he gave me you and your brother," she touched noses to Lost, which sent a pang of pain through his body all at once. "With this, I give you the ability to forgive."

Cloudheart was next. The shecat looked young. She has a heartbreaking story. "My name is Cloudheart, I died before you were born. My life is nothing but a sad tale. I was born to a SkyClanner and a ShadowClanner couple. My parents ran away and left me. I was judged until I sacrificed my life to save another. I was only an apprentice, the leader the time of my death gave me my warrior name at my final moments. I was denied so many things in my life and punished for being born". The white she cat stepped forward "I give you the life of honor. Honor is something that is hard to earn but so easy to lose. It is one of the worse things you can take from a cat. Use this life to become an honorable leader and keep the name of ShadowClan an honorable one".
Ooc: Rushed

[center][fancypost=background-color:;border:0px;width:450px;font-size:8pt;text-align:justify;]Lost watched with sadness clouding his eyes as his mother walked away. But his emotions clouded as he gazed upon a smaller feline walk forward.

Cloudheart was her name. A beautiful name, something a mother would be proud for their daughter to bear. -Heart, under any circumstance, was a honorable suffix. Her story surrounded that and Losteye could relate to the younger fem. He knew what it was like to be born a half-clanner, the suffering that someone could go through due to their parents' forbidden love.

He smiled softly as he accepted her life with gratitude. Though, he could do without the pain. This side effect of pain was familiar to him, too familiar. But he felt stronger verbally as he embraced her life. He would bring honor to the clan, without a doubt. Anything else was unacceptable.

//ditto dude