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Blackthistle noticed a lot of unwelcoming glances and ignored them. He hadn't a single care for any of these cat's feelings. He just wanted to make sure that his clan was safe again. "I'm assuming that you have finally named your deputy?" He said, noticing all of the cats surrounding their leader. Anitalon piped up, "no. She's named two new warriors!"
Aspenstar chuckled, leaving Anitalon a bit fearsome of him. "Seriously, Acaciastar. Consider making one of your warriors deputy to take off some of the edge." Heatherfrost glowered at him but said nothing, knowing it would be a disrespect to Starclan and their code. But, Anitalon on the other hand. "She would rather choose wisely than rush into it, Aspenstar."
Blackthistle stepped forward, finally recognizing the tom. "Mind your tongue, apprentice!" Anitalon stepped down from the front and padded over to Blackthistle angrily, "may I remind you that this is not your clan. Therefore I have authority over you." Aspenstar stepped in between the two cats and bristled at the you warrior. "Blackthistle, give him a break. Let his ego cool down."
Anitalon wanted nothing more than to launch himself at the leader and his mountainous side kick but he hissed and returned to the crowd. [/size]
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