Warrior, just like Mission." Feather came saying, wearing the same badge as Mission.
"Guess I better get up there then, you should come up with me Collin." Fawn said. Collin wouldn't ask for more.
"Of course, sis." He responded, and walked over to where they were meant to be. In the castle throne. It was a very special place, considering the value of almost every jewel embedded in the pillars. Big banners hanged from some higher ledges, having the Star World symbol on them. Not much was out of place in the throne room, except for the big crowd watching. Wow, that's a lot of people watching. Now Collin was nervous. What if he wasn't a Warrior? What if he wasn't good enough and never came out of training? Fawn must have seen him worried, cause her hand fell onto his shoulder.
"Hey, you're gonna be fine. Look at Mission and Feather, they became Warriors. What are the odds of you being anything else?" Those words rang in Collin's head. "Besides, our father is the Champion, you're going to be a Warrior, so step up there with me and let's get this over with."
"Thanks." Collin couldn't feel any better from those words than he did now, and in many ways, she was right, but there was one flaw. What are the odds of me being anything else? Collin didn't know his heritage, much less who any of his ancestors were. What if one of them was anything else? Stop worrying and step up there! Collin yelled at himself. He fixed his expression and walked up to be with Fawn.
"Fawn, this shield was enchanted to be able tell which role here on Star World you will best fit into." Their mother, who was the leader of Star World, was Star. She was smart, and always knew the best thing to do in a terrible situation. She too, had been a Warrior before she became Star. Traditionally though, the Star is always a Warrior. At least, up to Collin's knowledge. He watched as Fawn picked up the shield. A magical blue aura surrounded Fawn, which Collin would view as normal considering what he sees almost every day.