I was Chosen by Heaven -open to all thunderclanners-

[Thunder]

Ferretstar was now leader of his people and this idea made him very very happy. Starclan had blessed him with the gift of becoming a leader of Thunderclan. He was chosen by their holy ancestors for this sole role and he pledged to do his best to honour their decision. He was young though. He needed to know his clan better. He had appointed a good Deputy and he was just waiting to see how big the clan truly was. With patrols in and out constantly this was hard to determine. Cats of Thunderclan! I am Ferretstar! Come and hear my words!

[dusk]

Half-face had been out hunting for most of the morning trying to hunt prey for her clan and fill up the fresh-kill pile so that her clan mates wouldn't starve. She always tried to put the needs of her clan before her own needs and wants. If she had been made deputy before taking on a mate she probably would have never taken on a mate or had kits but she loved her mate as well. She was proud of her kits and knew that they were doing their best to prove themselves good warriors of Thunderclan. The deputy hadn't really been able to catch much prey and had only been able to catch a squirrel. Because of her small size many would think that she would be a good hunter but she was so impatient that it affected her hunting. Usually the only prey she could catch was prey that she could catch by chasing and that was why she had been able to catch the squirrel that she now gripped in her jaws.

The black and ginger she-cat entered camp and bounded over to the fresh kill pile quickly dropping her squirrel on the pile. After checking to see if she would have to send out hunting patrols she decided to look around the camp and spotted her leader. From what she could see he was the only cat in the clearing but that didn't mean that he was the only cat in the camp. She didn't know Ferretstar that well she didn't remember really ever talking to him until he had made her his deputy. Her strange eyes remained fixed on her leader as she made her way over to him. She wondered what her leader was doing after all she had arrived in camp after the leader had called for everyone to gather. She hoped that something hadn't happened while she had been out hunting. Though she didn't think anything bad had happened judging from her leaders posture.

"Greetings, Ferretstar," Half-face purred wondering if her leader would need her for something or just wanted some alone time. "Do need something?" she asked her leader sitting down and curling her tail over her paws her eyes scanning the clearing for any other cat. Most would probably think her name meant that she was missing half her face but actually it was because half her face was ginger and the other half was black and even her eyes seemed to fit the half idea. Her right eye was blue while her left eye was green which made her look odd but she actually enjoyed her appearance. "How are you doing Ferretstar?" she asked waiting for the leader to say something.

ooc: bleh sucky post

[Trick]

The call wasn't exactly mainstream. In fact, it seemed even a little egotistical, but Springleap answered it nonetheless. Padding out of his den, he worked the stiffness out of his shoulders with long strides towards the meeting. Meeting, could it be called that? Half-face was the only one present. Despite the call for assembly, the clearing was relatively empty.

Yawning, the young tom took a seat close to Ferretstar, bringing his tail neatly around his paws. The medicine cat had, had several late nights of recent, mostly due to his lack of knowledge and the uncomfortable feeling he constantly seemed to be plagued by. He got like that when he understood his own limits, and it rather annoyed him. He'd been saying up sorting herbs and practicing to himself, and they weren't in vain, he was planning to have his first full night's sleep that night. He'd learned everything he felt he needed to at that point.

"Morning," he greeted with a cheery grin. "Ferretstar, Half-face."

[Thunder]

He was happy with his Deputy, Half-face who he had trusted for years, and Springleap one of his favourite cats. Now he had two wonderful cats working beside him. The leader of Thunderclan was eager to see who all would appear for the meeting. His duties as of now had been very few and he was finding leadership somewhat dull as of now. Springleap, Half-face he said, nodding to the two other cats. What would Thunderclan do now that all the higher ranks were younger cats? Surely the others would make a mockery of them.