rise from the smoldering pyre of wormwood and weeds
↫ ⭒ ☽ ⭒ 〄 ⭒ ☾ ⭒ ↬
Mothermouth was ahead, and swift paw falls brought a pair of Riverclan cats across the span of Sacredmoor. Each rock seemed to tell a story, and even though the night sky was cloudy, it marked the quarter moon that was so important to the medicine cats of the clans. Still growing into his adult size, Nettlepaw weaved between the stones, keeping close to his mentor and offering her the comfort of his presence.
He wondered if Starclan would offer them some guidance. Last moon was merely a chained warning to their original omen - Splashpelt had lost his life. There was nothing they could do, and he was oddly discouraged by the discovery. Silently he hoped that Starclan would speak of some more clues to these deaths. If prey were somehow hunting them, they should learn all they could to combat it.
7
Nettlepaw & Willowfrost, Rowanglade, Tigerrush, & Flutterdream
Medicine Cat Meeting
Highstones
FROM RIVERCLAN:
Cottonbright, ♀ Anxious Warrior
Nettleplume, ♂ Cynical Medicine Cat
Merrypaw, ♀ Steadfast Apprentice
Otterwhisker, ♀ Adventurous Elder
FROM THUNDERCLAN:
Brindlespice, ♀ Selfish Warrior
Bravesong, ♂ Gracious Elder
Leopardrose, ♀ Striving Warrior
Wildcry, ♀ Fierce Elder
FROM WINDCLAN:
Cloudflare, ♂ Suave Warrior
Barleyswipe, ⚧ Ornery Elder
Heatherkit, ♀ Sweet Kit
FROM SHADOWCLAN:
Palestar, ♀ Stern Leader
Honeyglow, ♂ Reserved Elder
Emberdust, ♀ Artless Warrior
Duskpaw, ♂ Opportunistic Apprentice
FROM WHITEHART & BEYOND:
Ahryndae, ♀ Princess of Camelot
Lelouch Von Noon, ♂ Marquess of Noon Cattery
Kosmo, ♂ Visionary Feral
Montgomery (Monty), ♂ Sentimental Semi-Feral
Tigerrush made her way towards Mothermouth, used to walking this path alone until it merged with the other medicine cats' company. The breeze, though warm, at least kept the air from getting too stifling and it felt good moving through her fur.
Her ears perked as she noticed two felines making their way towards her from Riverclan's territory. It must be Nettlepaw and Willowfrost. Well, at least she wasn't late and last this time around.
"Good evening Willowfrost. Nettlepaw. How are things faring in Riverclan this moon?" Thankfully, after Dustpaw's mysterious death and the fox, there was a herb-stealing loner along the borders to contend with. She would wait for the other two clans' representatives to arrive before offering a word of warning to watch their supplies as well.
