- Aug 14, 2023
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At the call of Howlingstar, she was easily coaxed from a cozy nook in the warrior's den. She was still recovering from her wounds, but thanks to Flycatcher's bravery, she had come out mostly unscathed. Every cat had endured so much in the last moon, and she hoped that good news was on the horizon.
Honeydapple quickly found a place to rest, her tail laying limply beside her. The absence of her partner dismayed her, but she soothed the concern with reason. Surely, Grizzlyjaw was off in another part of the growing crowd she'd missed. Her mind quieted as Howlingstar properly began the meeting. The progress of the Lungwort made her heart sing praises to the journeying cats. Without them, those afflicted surely would have died, and the pointed feline dreaded the thought. Banishing the negative feelings, her mind focused on the meeting.
Several cats were graduating to apprentices, and others were rewarded with new names—something she recalled fondly at her own naming ceremony. Happily, she joined in on the cheering. "Woo! Sunshinepaw! Pigeonpaw!" Shortly after, her congratulations ramped up in excitement as she called out belatedly to the other onlookers. "Toadhop, Mothfur - Stormfeather!" Taking a breath, her expression lit up at the mention of a new lead warrior.
The tom had without a doubt proved themselves worthy. "Batwing!" Alas, her throat could take a break as the rest of the meeting wound down to a lull.
Honeydapple quickly found a place to rest, her tail laying limply beside her. The absence of her partner dismayed her, but she soothed the concern with reason. Surely, Grizzlyjaw was off in another part of the growing crowd she'd missed. Her mind quieted as Howlingstar properly began the meeting. The progress of the Lungwort made her heart sing praises to the journeying cats. Without them, those afflicted surely would have died, and the pointed feline dreaded the thought. Banishing the negative feelings, her mind focused on the meeting.
Several cats were graduating to apprentices, and others were rewarded with new names—something she recalled fondly at her own naming ceremony. Happily, she joined in on the cheering. "Woo! Sunshinepaw! Pigeonpaw!" Shortly after, her congratulations ramped up in excitement as she called out belatedly to the other onlookers. "Toadhop, Mothfur - Stormfeather!" Taking a breath, her expression lit up at the mention of a new lead warrior.
The tom had without a doubt proved themselves worthy. "Batwing!" Alas, her throat could take a break as the rest of the meeting wound down to a lull.