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![]() SOOTSTAR ♀ |
Pale moonlight softly illuminates the pelts of the cats seated in the clearing. Chatter and tales of the past moon's squabbles spread throughout the clans. Many cats converse with smiles and laughter, though others greet felines of different clans with hardly more than a glare. Upon the Great Rock, the smallest of the leaders is the first to slither forward. Her lips raise into a pretty smile but her eyes are void of any genuine meaning. "Five clans, let the gathering commence!" Her voice cuts through the air like a claw. Loud and clear, it demands the attention of the audience below. "In the final moons of Green-leaf, WindClan remains strong. Our bellies are full and we manage to keep cool." Sootstar begins with the usual rundown. Of course, there is no report mentioned to indicate the clan is doing anything other than "great". "Wolfsong has received a sign from StarClan, a tuft of cotton found at his feet when leaving their den." She casts a glance at the rosette medicine cat in the crowd. "Heeding StarClan's guidance, he has named Cottonpaw medicine cat of WindClan." A prideful glint flashed in her eyes. "In the last moon, WindClan has gained a new moor runner, Snakehiss!" The blue molly announces. Cats of WindClan chant the new warrior's name, and only a scarce few from the other clans joined in on the celebration. "Badgermoon and Scorchstreak's litter have also been apprenticed. Rumblepaw, Luckypaw, Scorchpaw, and Frostpaw. Along with them is Parsnippaw." Again the clan cheers the named apprentices, prideful for their new additions. "All five have already begun to make their clan proud. In time, they'll make fine warriors." Sootstar holds her stance for a few silent moments, her gaze lingering on the crowd of cats below. What strength she felt surge through her when she imagined commanding this many felines... At last she meows, ”That is all.” With quivering whiskers, she turns and sits back among the leaders. ![]() |