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    "thank you gingerpaw and ravenpelt.now before we greive i will anounce the deputy....".firestar took a deep breath, wondeing if she had made the right chose."ravenpelt will be the new deputy".

    Ravenpelt felt pride glow within him, he never expected to be chosen, he thought for sure it would have been Emberglow. He greeted his new leader but he still felt the sadness of taking his knew job, for it meant Flamestar was really dead. Determination shone in his eyes, he was going to make sure he was a good deputy, and make sure he was there whenever his leader and Clan needed him.

    Dawnlight laid her head on her paws. She looked up at the new deputy. If only I could cheer, she thought.


    Gingerpaw cheered out loud.

    Emberglow smiled a little. He was glad for Ravenpelt, and certain that he would make a good deputy. His orange gaze moved over to Firestar. And she'll be a strong and wise leader for this clan.

    Wintersong looked at Ravenpelt then at Firestar I just hope this will be a good age for Fireclan she thought looking at Icefire who was morning for Flamestar and cheering for the new deputy at the same time.

    Ravenpelt glanced over at his old leader, he saw Icefire mourning over Flamestar. He knew a lot of Clan members would do the same as Icefire was. He padded over to comfort Icefire.

    ooc sure leafstorm we can find your kits then.


    firestar smiled then her smile faded away as she looked at flamestar."we shall now mourn over our dead leader".she meowed then let some of her tears run down her cheek as she padded to some shadows.

    Icefire looked at Ravenpelt "It seem like a long time ago that Flamestar was alive," she meowed, turning back to look at the dead leader "I just wished Flamestar stayed alive a bit longer."

    Wintersong sat down and touched her nose to Flamestar's pelt Only if he could- no Flamestar lived a good life.

    Wintersong dipped her head as if saying one last farewell to the dead leader. She tilted her head and looked up at the sky, searching for any new stars in the night.