Darkwing/Tom/Senior Warrior SHC/(open)
Darkwing clenched his teeth; his eyes narrowed threateningly. Forcing his fur flat, he ripped his gaze toward Petalpelt. Then, simultaneously, he forced himself to clam down, and let patience flow through him. He knew he needed to show that he would be a better pick than Petalpelt, he just needed to show it. Straightening himself, he forced a yowl of approval from his clenched jaws. Purposefully avoiding eye-contact from Petalpelt, he didn't respond to her irritable question.
Remember....she still needs to say that she accepts the position....and who knows? Maybe she'll decline... he silently reassured himself, but a part of him didn't believe that any cat would dare reject such an offer.
Blizzardstar/Tom/Leader PC
Blizzardstar listened intently to Creamstar's news.
Very uncertain... he silently noted. Tracing her gaze, he listened as to whom she called "Petalpelt" to become her new deputy. Remembering a rumor he realized someone else had wanted the position with high-dedication to his clan.
Hmmmmmmm the name was....something with a D... he trailed off out of searching his memory. Then, seeing a dark male with a white muzzle, holding himself from glaring at Petalpelt.
Darkwing! It was Darkwing... He realized as he studied the Tom.
About, a young senior warrior I would suspect... he observed. Then, realizing that Creamstar had finished, he beckoned Silverstar with his tail.