Dartingshade.

      Sunset light washed over the camp, the patrols returning from their duties. Burnetstar bounded to the top of the High Boulder, his pelt a bright flame, calling out for a meeting.

"Let all cats gather for a clan meeting."

Without hesitation, his clan came to sit around the large rock, their eyes fixed on him.

"I have decided to name the deputy... Dartingshade, you'll serve well as my second-in-command." The cats looked at each other briefly, and the dark russet ton stood up, his chest puffed out.

".. Dartingshade, Dartingshade!"

"I won't let you down." The tom murmured, dipping his head. Burnetstar gave a soft nod, leaping down from the High Boulder.

>> nick his ear. You're in control.
>> meeting dismissed. No need to hurt your new deputy.
>> remind the others that anyone who goes against you will be killed.