[Fel]

Originally Posted by Hexict

@fenic!

After Wateredge has stepped back, a dark grey tabby then stepped up to take her place and give Russetswirl a life. He hadn't been in Starclan long and was nervous about giving a leader one of their lives. He had watched the other cats as they had offered the newer leader a life, but they had seemed to confident - like they deserved to give Russetswirl a life. But he had only been here for a short time and even then he didn't know their cat before him.

But nonetheless, he held his head high and watched Russetswirl with an - almost - unwavering autumn gaze. He had went over what he would say countless times since being informed that he would be giving a life to a new leader so he could to get it right. He didn't wish to mess anything up,not only to keep from embarrassing himself, but what if it also affected the life given?

"Russetswirl," Northpath's voice was hardly even shaking as he took a deep breath to continue. "I am Northpath of Thunderclan, though we have never officially met," the tabby introduced himself before continuing on to give him a life. Will he think it's strange that he doesn't know some of these cats that are giving him lives? The former medicine cat apprentice wondered. "With this life, I give yo the gift of Confidence."

"Use to this to make decision for the best of the clan. Sometimes making decisions can be hard and there may not seem like a right way, but you must be confident in yourself and stand by your decision, because that's when you'll know if it was the right call. Starclan can't hold your paw through you leadership - though we will try to assist when we are needed - so you can not expect us to just show up and solve something that you are having trouble with.That is all on you," Northpath offered a small smile. The younger tom knew what it was like to not have Starclan there but he hoped the same wouldn't happen to Russetswirl... or ever for that matter.

He gently placed his nose on Russetswirl's forehead, having to go on the tips of his paws and stretch out his next to do so. "But note: being confident if different than being cocky - cocky decisions will endanger both you and your clan," Northpath warned as he stepped back among the other stars.

He'd heard of Northpath- well, at least when he was still an apprentice, really. It was at the last gathering the clans had had, that there was a new medicine cat's apprentice in Thunderclan. Apparently, since his appointment, the tom had also died- possibly in Thunderclan's very own liberation, the one fight he'd missed, since the tom seemed quite young to still have his full name with him. Dipping his head in respect for the former medicine cat, he couldn't believe how many cats resided here who didn't seem to deserve death- nobody here deserved it.

Letting himself pad just a bit closer towards Northpath, the warrior's body felt like a volcano as he was given his eighth life, erupting with the feeling of pride in both himself and his clan, the feeling that he'd be able to do anything, and that he believed in himself and others with all his heart. It was confidence, the ability to be happy about yourself in the choices you make, and having faith that they're the right thing to do. It's the feeling you get as you rush into battle, sure that you're about to win against whoever you're facing, that you'll be able to come out alive.

It reminded him of when he was younger, when he had faith in every single action he took, and when he brought confidence to the table during every patrol, every battle he fought in, tooth and claw. "I'll use it well." He told Nothpath as the tom began to step back, smiling with the same boost of confidence given by that life.