It had been moons since the sudden death of Vega and the Clan was still shocked from their founder's death. Although unlike NightClan, Vega had chosen a deputy, a successor. She had chosen someone she had grown close to over the moons as a friend. Smokefern, now Smokestar. She and the current leader had seemed like best friends almost, despite her relation with the first deputy - who was her son.
The seal point lynx deputy, Snowfur, stood off to the side as he thought of this. Remembering how Vega and Smokestar would talk often late at night, to the dismay of Alphonse. However, they both knew they were only friends. Snowfur thought for a second for standing. They weren't just friends they were like siblings, Vega knew something of that sort after she and Lyra had a fallout over a tom not long after the clowder was formed.
"Snowfur," the light and sing song-y voice of his mate called. Snowfur looked up to see Fawndance, well dancing in a sort of way to him. "Smokestar's just returned from receiving his lives." The deputy nodded, he could rest now. I solemnly swearthat I am up to no good 16:08, April 6, 2017 (UTC)
Smokestar padded into camp, his whiskers twitching. He was finally a leader of MoonClan. He never really expected it to happen, but it was always his dream to become a leader and lead his Clan through the hardest times. But what if I do something wrong? Worry and curiosity nagged at his thoughts, but he simply ignored it and headed into his den. No.. I can't doubt myself now. I'm a leader.. StarClan gave me these lives for a reason. I shouldn't have anything to worry about. — sticks and stones may break my bones but words just might kill me. 20:54, April 6, 2017 (UTC)
"I've noticed," he told his mate. The seal-point lynx said as he stood dismissing himself. He'd talk to Smokestar and see what he needed him to do. "Smokestar," the deputy called voice professional, his usual actually. "Is there anything I need to do?"
Juniperleaf lifts her head as Fawndance came her way, the warrior hadn't yet told the medicine cat that she thought she was pregnant. I solemnly swearthat I am up to no good 19:52, April 12, 2017 (UTC)
Smokestar's ears twitched alertly, the voice of his deputy calling him. "Not at the moment," He replied briskly, swiping a paw over his whiskers. "But, I would like if you could send a few of the Warriors out on a patrol for hunting, and marking the borders." He paused for a moment, almost breaking into a yawn. "I'll check on Juniperleaf to see if she has enough herbs." — sticks and stones may break my bones but words just might kill me. 13:44, April 14, 2017 (UTC)