+Take the Lead..+

[stormeh]

Fadedsight//Star

The wind had bushed into the camp silently and deadly, the reeds that surrounded the camp echoed the lashes that the wind tore against their spiny surfaces. Settled at within the warrior's den was a white and gray mottled pelt, soft amber green eyes stared into the wind blown scene before him with silent awe. The Male's paws rested against the outer edge of the den dangling just against the dirt floor below his form. His eyes seemed to linger to the Leader's den with a spark of sadness within his hues, he'd never expected tragedy to hit so quickly but it had. Despite the recent change of cold to warm, green-leaf meant rain and lots of it. Flooding was common but that was not the problem for this tom. His leader was dead, gone from Greencough on his last life. Fadedsight had never expected to receive the title of leader so soon, but he was well aware that soon he'd have to take the lead of his clan. He'd be the decision maker for once all his life. His emotions seemed to play across his maw as his eyes flickered uneasily over that same den several times. His slender tail seemed to whip back into the den's corridors pushing straw up against the warriors as he fought his oncoming thoughts. Tonight, he would go and claim his nine lives. Sighing softly, Fadedsight closed his eyes praying that Eveningstar had chosen him correctly to lead his clan in his absence.