Once the other cat had stepped back she knew it was her turn. It was with a heavy hard that she would present this life, she would present a life that ruined hers. If only she'd received what this new leader was, maybe she wouldn't be sitting in Starclan regretting many of her actions. The long-furred calico stepped forward, her body shimmering. Her olive eyes were kind and open, nothing like they were back when she'd spent her time with the living in Riverclan. It made her look younger in many ways. "Russetswirl, I will present you with a life of clear-mindedness. Use it to keep devastation and sorrow from taking control of your life. Live freely and judge as little as possible." She touched her nose to his forehead, then stepped back and paused for a moment. Her eyes were filled with a bittersweet feeling. It was her kits that had risen to the height of the evil era that reigned the forest, her fault for having blamed them at a young age of terribly things. It was her fault in her heart that it had happened at all. "You'll make a great leader, believe in yourself." She whispered softly, then the calico molly stepped back again, letting him take in her words, the life and move to his last.