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FLINTCLAW
Thunderclan Deputy | 23 moons | Massive, scarred dark tabby tom with pale blue eyes.
Killer Aptitude T1 | Just a scratch
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Stars, Rosesight looked pitiful. Ears pinned down and all. The dark tabby finally looked at her, face stoic and apathetic to her nervous attitude. Hunting and updates on the clan's situation. Despite his distaste, he refused to fail in his duties as a deputy. It was a sworn oath he had made, and the dark tabby would not fail Spiderstar just because he wanted to ignore the newly returned clanmate.

"Fine," He rumbled coolly, getting to his paws and padding towards the entrance of camp. "You obviously know I'm deputy. Spiderstar took over when Bumblebreak stepped down." He rasped, walking slowly. He supposed there was a lot that happened. He was going to have to talk a lot, wasn't he? Gross. It was almost becoming normal for him to speak. Between Rosepaw, Pineblossom, and Reddove he had been growing far more talkative than he liked. On top of that, his duties as a deputy forced him to communicate even more.

Right, she wouldn't know about Fadingpaw, and he doubted the pitiful apprentice was going and talking to anyone as of late. "There were two battles with the otters," He rasped after making sure Rosesight was still with him now that he was outside camp. "The first battle was a failure. We were caught off guard by their power. They took lives from Bumblestar." He didn't even bother to bring up Sunstreak. The waste of breath had not only been late, but he'd gone and immediately been knocked out by an otter. The best thing he did was become a distraction while everyone else fled.

"We were destroyed and came back to camp in pieces. Bumblestar stayed unconscious for weeks. Spiderthroat, at the time and despite his injuries, had to take over and direct the medicine cats and their helpers during the whole thing. Flintclaw realized he might actually have to talk to Treetiger about some general healing basics in case he ever found himself in the same position that Spiderstar had been in. He knew the basics, at least. "Bumblestar lost another life because of Wolfhawk and Hollowpaw's neglect, so Spiderthroat demoted Wolfhawk and not long after Hollowpaw self-exiled. He named Treetiger as the new medicine cat and then took a second, successful group out to kill the otters.

"When Bumblestar woke up, she forced Wolfpaw, at the time, to change his name. He was not deserving of it. So he chose Fadingpaw. Next day, she stepped down and took a place amongst the Hornets, though right now she is still healing." The deputy still felt a bit conflicted about her stepping down. She had been the only leader he had known his entire life with Thunderclan. He was certainly not upset anymore, since it had turned out quite well for him. "Once she stepped down, Spiderstar took over. He named me deputy, and Dragonflypaw medicine cat apprentice." Flintclaw certainly appreciated the new leader's urgency in filling the ranks back up. It left no room for the clan to feel the absence.

That seemed about it. They found themselves in a random clearing somewhere in thunderclan's general territory. He sniffed the air. As was the norm with Newleaf, the scent of prey wafted easily to his nose. His icy eyes turned once more to Rosesight. "Any questions?" He asked, voice monotone. He wanted her to know that he was doing this out of duty. It did cross his mind that he didn't need to go hunting with her. Let that be a show of his last shreds of respect still held for her. It wasn't like he hated her as much as he hated the medicine cat that left them.

@crow. (Massive post O.O Don't feel any need to match that, but hopefully she can feel a little more updated on recent events, now.)