𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐏𝐔𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑 ╱ 𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐘 𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆

[SUNSTAR]

The sun has returned to the sky by the time all leaders have gathered at fourtrees. Clouds linger above them, diluting the pale light he knows must linger there. But without its burning shape, Sunstar finds little comfort in coming here. The ThunderClanners that summoned him had been sent off on their own; hushed, urgent whispers between him and Wolfsong had nearly escalated to bellowing before he had firmly decided that he would go. That he would risk whatever fate the other clans put before him without an escort, or any defense. If they cared to tear his life from him. . . well, StarClan had granted him nine. He would not let go of them without a fight.

His body language is tense as he enters the clearing. A few had arrived before him; only Orangestar, named nearly alongside him, seemed absent. Good. Though it seemed unlikely that the molly herself would do anything to defend him from whatever rage-filled gazes await, it is also one less voice that he would have to worry about now. His paws dig in to the earth as he descends, and even from a distance he is sure they can see his wild unease. It arcs off of his pelt like lightning with each shift of the breeze or his whiskers. He leans away from them even as he approaches, as if prepared to lunge away from their strikes at any moment.

But he does not immediatley speak to his own defense. Perhaps the other clans did not see his defeat the way that his own had. Had StarClan spoken to any more clearly than they had to Wolfsong? ThunderClan had called him here, and so that is where his eyes turn, even as he asks them all quite plainly: "What do we know of this?"

⋆°•☁︎ 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑'𝐒 𝗕𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃  ╱╱ 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝗕𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝗕𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃 〚 02.11.2024 〛 𖤓

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  SUNSTAR. LEADER OF WINDCLAN.   ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆
  ——– HE – HIM – HIS ╱╱ 48+ MOONS OLD, ADULT.

  NPC x NPC, MOUNTAIN CATS. MATE TO WOLFSONG; FATHER TO BEARPAW, SINGEDPAW, RIVEPAW, SUNLITPAW AND FEATHERPAW. MENTORING RIVEPAW.
  
  TH ╱╱ A LARGE, FRESHLY SCARRED CHOCOLATE AND WHITE ROSETTE TABBY TOM WITH SEAGLASS BLUE EYES

• "speech"

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[SMOKESTAR]

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The last time he had gone outward alone and unattended it had ended in his blood spilled beneath the stars, so he was hesitant to do so and his council even moreso but after much discussion and the realization that several other clans who bore them no ill will would be present, he arrived soundless of steps and shrouded in shadow, easing into the clearing like an inkspill. His lone amber eye burned with uncertainty, passing from cat to cat before landing on Sunstar with a brief narrow and wrinkle of his nose.
"I find it awful interesting that the sun is blocked out when one who bears its name has recently ascended to leadership. My medicine cat believes this is a sign about YOU." His voice does not raise above a leveled tone but the accusation in his words is evident to any with ears. "This is not the first time StarClan has sent us a direct sign all cats can view...the first, if you remember the very stone upon which we stand each moon." Another indication of WindClan being something worth warning over. Was this the same? He believed so but perhaps his doubts could be eased or a new source could be blamed. Until then he kept his distance from the rosette leader, after all - did he truly change if he still kept cats who were loyal to Sootstar above all else still within his clan? He remembers the spotted brute that aided in killing him at Highstones, still left to go unpunished.
Was the sign a warning? Or did it mean something more positive? It seemed he was not the only one seeking answers.

✘ I've got a reputation and a name to uphold. ✘ Ruthlessness is mercy upon ourselves.

• OOC can go here.
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  Smokestar
  —⊰⋅ Leader of RiverClan
  —⊰⋅ He/Him
  "SPEECH", 'THOUGHTS', ATTACK
  —⊰⋅ Black tom w/vitiligo & one orange eye.
  

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[CHILLEDSTAR.]

they don't know who this was about but it clearly had to be about one of them. swanpaw did make a good point about something. something wasn't right. it wasn't right, and it was not the fault of shadowclan. shadowclan had done everything right, they had did everything right and now the sun had been temporarily snuffed out. a cold chill ran through the air, if only temporarily. something was wrong, and it had to be someone's fault. starclan didn't just warn cats for no reason.

"you called me here to discuss what it means for the sun to be blocked out? a clear sign from starclan. an omen. bad. luck."

they can barely hold back their anger. their blame lies with all the clans but more recently, riverclan had come to their borders and asked to visit the graves of their loved ones. soon after, starclan has sent a sign of something bad. something evil. signs pointed to all clans but more than one sign pointed at riverclan. they hold their tongue, however. they're not gonna get into a fight, yet.

———————---***ALL OF MY FEELINGS ARE GONE***———————---​

I LEFT 'EM ALL ON THE FLOOR✧ MAN WHO'S TO BLAME IF YOU DON'T LOVE ME NO MORE

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• — black feline with a white marking across their face, a white chin, a white right front paw, and blue eyes. chilledstar is covered in scars, the most prominent ones being the one across their face, and the one across their neck.
  — 45 moons old; ages the 3rd every month
  — they / them pronouns
  — aromantic / homosexual ; currently not looking / looking
  — child of JAGGED and RAVEN
  — shadowclan ; loyal to shadowclan ; other info if applicable
  — mildly difficult to befriend ; trusts barely anyone; trusts no one outside of shadowclan
  — "speech", thoughts, attacking
  — peaceful powerplay allowed

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