The old cleric had died before her eyes, she had tried to save him after he caused a small explosion mixing chemicals. The resulting gunpowder had taken him with the glass from a beaker embedded in his chest. The old bear's death had hit the vulpine girl hard, no doctor liked to loose a patient, specifically when they had lived with them for the past four years. It had taken months to find a replacement, the male was intended to come today. It was a harrowing day for the young fox, having to prepare for the ceremony, gathering cloth and salve before she turned to the fourth building upon the massive hill, standing to the side as the cleric of Law and elderly feline, and the Cleric of Justice a slightly younger Hawk standing before a large fire, staring at the great wood doors that slowly opened as the convoy of guards brought the new Cleric to be inducted into the order. The grey fox was dressed in the loose linen robes of her order, the fringes of hers a bright red marking her duty as the cleric of medicine. Beside her stood a young canine, holding a set of robes trimmed in blue for the new cleric. She slowly reached to her neck, feeling the scar tissue in the shape of a Maltese cross, the same symbol on the back of her robes. The new cleric would receive one as well. Her pale blue eyes trailed to the fire, a long iron rod shoved into the coals, it would be used to mark him. She found herself gulping nervously, the girl only looked barely over twenty, one of the youngest to have ever been in the order. This would be the first time she attended one of these save for her own and now it was her duty to attend to his injury. Steeling herself for the inevitable pain and smell she stood silent as the others, eyes fixed upon the door as the guards brought the new male and had him kneel before the elder feline who looked down upon him almost condescendingly. "State your name."