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Post by ~Raven~ on Aug 14, 2007 16:45:42 GMT -5
Ravensong padded out of the warriors den and stretched. Her shiny black fur glistening in the sunlight. She blinked the bright sun out of her eyes and padded silently over to the freshkill pile. She picked up a small mouse and ate it slowly. It hadn't completely sunk in that she was now Riverclan's new deputy. She sighed. It was a huge responsibility, but for some reason, she knew that she was ready for it.
Once her mouse was finished, she went and organized the hunting patrols. When this was done, she found herself sitting in the middle of the camp clearing, watching as her fellow warriors went about their daily lives. She seemed much more in tune to everything going on now. It was like all of her senses had been magnified. I'm just nervous, she told herself as she stood up and padded towards her leader's den.
She stood at the entrance, waiting for permission to enter. "May I come in?" she asked calmly. As she waited for her leader's reply, Ravensong gazed around her and she knew this was right. It was where she was meant to be. Dad would be proud if he were still here, she thought with a sigh as she remembered her father's death. A tear swelled up in her eyes but she pushed it back, forcing herself to be strong. She took a deep breath and cleared the horrible thought's from her mind.
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