I'm sorry. The names in this story will wound super stupid. ;-; I was given the name Tawny- to use as a prefix for the main cat of this challenge, and I didn't want to use the suffix -pelt because she's already a character, and nothing else sounded good. ;-; I trieeeddddd.
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"Tawnystorm!" a young, energetic black speckled white kit exclaimed, bounding up to the deputy of their clan, Lizardclan. "Aren't you excited?!"
The tawny cat looked up, blinking in surprise. "Well-"
"Of course she is, Fallenkit," the deputy's old mentor, Swiftwater, a blue-gray tom, purred from his corner of the clearing the clan resided in. Tawnystorm turned her green eyes to the elder, trying to interject as he continued. "Why, I think Starclan destined her to become leader. Oh, she's a natural! Always so curious whilst I was training her, always running around, demanding that I follow her and let her show me the territory instead of the other way around. By Starclan! That reminds me of this one time when, not even a quarter moon into her training, this very cat you see before, got herself stuck in a juniper berry bush, and she stayed there from sunrise all the way to sundown, because she w-"
"Okay, okay, okay!" Tawnystorm suddenly exploded, chest fur fluffed from the embarrassment of the memory. "He gets it, Swiftwater. You're an ancient cat if you remember things from when I was a kit."
"Hey, now now, Tawnystorm. I'm not that old."
"Deny it all you want! I was planning on retiring with you to the elders den in six moons. I was your third apprentice, Swiftwater, and if I was about to join you there? ...You're ancient."
"Mmm, yes, true. I have lived quite a long time, haven't I? I've seen through my kits lives, and their kits lives, and their kits' kits lives. Four life cycles I have lived, and yet, I feel it not time to join them. I must see to it that you become leader, first, Tawnystorm, and then I will truly have lived through everything and can pass on peacefully once and for all, proud of the strong, noble deputy who is about to become leader that I had had the honors of training."
Tawnystorm felt her chest fur fluff up again, and she quickly licked it down in embarrassment. "Oh, Swiftwater. You sure know how to compliment a cat."
Swiftwater let out a rumbling purr. "Of course. Now, you must best get going. Quiettongue seems to be getting a little impatient over there waiting to take you to the mooncrystal." The blue-gray tom flicked the tip of his tail towards a small thick-furred cream tom. His single bright blue, single black eyes were narrowed, and his feathery tail was flicking impatiently, his long fur whisking across the ground with each flick.
Tawnystorm felt herself become embarrassed once more, and she quickly ducked her head. "S-sorry, Quiettongue! I-I'm coming!" The tawny deputy quickly made her way over to the warrior-turned-medicine-cat. The silent tom snorted contemptuously, waiting for the deputy to get near him before lifting a paw and prodding her stomach and batting her muzzle once.
The deputy scowled at her brother's antics, though she knew what he was asking. "No, Quiettongue. I have not eaten, yet, as is tradition when receiving ones lives."
The cream tom nodded before turning around and exiting the camp, disappearing into the thick undergrowth surrounding the clearing. Tawnystorm took one last look around the clearing Lizardclan called camp, knowing it would be the last time she- no no no. The last time Tawnystorm would see it. Tomorrow, Tawnystar was going to see it for the very first time.
"Good luck, Tawnystorm!"
The deputy blinked and looked around until she spotted Fallenkit. The tom-kit was standing, paw resting on a moss ball and tail flicking excitedly. "Good luck!" he repeated.
The rest of the clan was beginning to gather around the edges of camp, now, and they all began to chant their encouragement to the deputy. A small purr rose up in her throat, and she gazed at her clanmates for a little while longer before turning around and following Quiettongue out of the camp.
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I know, I know! It's not technically done, yet! I'ma get it done here, son, Dandelionclan-senpais. ;-; I just want this up as a two-part thing.