First && HIGHROCK && meeting }}

[Agii♫]

The first wisps of Leaf-Bare caressed her barbed cream and peach coat, waving lifelessly upon its tongue of bitter coldness. Indeed, the season for ivory snow was upon them, and in that instant a single flake of the sky drifted down in front of her eyes. At first the nimble she-cat did not notice it, but slowly, as pensive thought was ripped away from her, she lifted her small skull, mossy eyes pulling themselves from the depths of thought and bringing them towards the ice-tears that slowly floated down. Northstar was utterly humbled by their beauty, and while her troubled and sorrowful expression did not change, she felt a deeper sadness than before. This had been his favourite season, and he had taught her to love it as well, for reasons she had not seen before the cold wall of storms and howling winds.

But this, this was different.

The leader released a quiet breath, watching as a slow stream of hot air escaped her parted jaws and entwined itself around the flakes that halted themselves to a more easy and steady pattern. Winds had calmed, and gently wrapped around the ridge scattered with the few trees it had, the chocolate trunks of them becoming dappled with the pearl-hued beauty.

She smiled, and at once the sadness and sorrow left her, replacing itself with bliss and placid joy. The strong-willed leader took a few steps forwards upon Highrock's skull, coming to the forehead of the massive boulder and hardening her gaze in a manner that only said one thing; authority.

Northstar pushed her thick chest out, lifted her head and long tail high, and released a strong yowl. It disrupted the beauty of the first snow, but all the same it seemed to fit in perfectly. As the one note held for a long time, she gently waved it as it died down, skillfully harmonizing with the silence of Leaf-Bare.

--x

The call of gathering reached her softly-rounded metallic ears, head lifting in surprise. Even she, whom was comforting the whimpering tom beside her, was awed by the pure power and pride that the leader's call beheld. Indeed, Foxflower knew that Northstar was strong--stronger than her, even--at times like these, and the she-cat warrior could only admire her friend's compassion for the appearance of a powerful leader.

Foxflower's grimace was brought to a smile, massively bushy tail brushing against Smokesoul's spine as he laid beside her. She pivoted her brilliant green eyes to him, and with a gentle chuckle nudged him.

"D'you hear that, Smokesoul? Looks like Northstar's pulled it off after all. C'mon hun, let's go. Boy, I ain't never heard her call like that in a while."

The well-rounded, slim warrior began making her way out of the den, and as she did so the sulking warrior gently pulled himself up with a sigh. "I guess you're right, Foxflower." The tom flickered a half-hearted smile. "She has a way of lifting my spirits," he mused.

She grinned, and once having confidence that her companion was rejuvenated with the slightest bit of warmth, bounded out from the Warriors' Den with Smokesoul at her heels. Foxflower grinned jubilantly, bushy tail waving high in the air as she and her friend bounded through the flakes of snow and towards Highrock. The silver she-cat then spotted the kittypet, and with a warm purr, sprang up to her, Smokesoul staying close to Foxflower. "Well would you look at that! Snow already? Damn beautiful, ain't it darlin'?" She brushed her thick silver coat against Mai warm-heartedly, and then glanced to the ivory tom next to her with a glint of amusement in her brilliant emerald eyes.

"C'mon girl, let's get to Highrock."

[>>BLACKiE! ]}]

Snow fell lightly into the SkyClan Camp, dusting everything in a sparkling ivory color. Mai, awed by this scene, looked up as the snowflakes drifted slowly to the ground. It was, to her, the most beautiful sight she could witness. Despite the harsh winds that passed through carrying howl-like noises, Mai couldn't help but look all about her like a newborn kit just brought into the world. It was true that life had its ups and downs, but what there was to despair about currently, Mai didn't know.

Icy snowflakes sprinkled lightly across the whole of SkyClan Camp, which was embedded within a fairly deep valley in the SkyClan ridge. The winds skirted her cream-colored pelt, but with Cloudpuff pressing his own white pelt on one side and with Foxflower just arriving and brushing lightly against her other side, the warmth that Mai had was fairly adequate.

In a buoyant manner, Mai nodded at Foxflower's words, agreeing with the flattery that the she-cat warrior gave Mother Nature. Although she had to admit that the snow was pretty, Mai didn't favor the fact that from what she could see of the EarthClan Camp, the wind had divested most of the trees of their leaves.

"It's beautiful," Mai meowed in a lilting tone as she continued to watch the snow falling, absolute amazement written across her face as her sapphire blue eyes sparkled brilliantly. She cast her glance downward for a few moments as she felt Cloudpuff's gaze burn into her cream-colored pelt and trying to catch her eye.

--x

"Like you," Cloudpuff murmured softly, his golden copper gaze warm with affection as he watched Mai shyly look away, not wanting to meet his gaze. He didn't feel any resentment or mistreatment, however, he just knew that she was rather timid around him. It was all right; eventually she would fall for him. He was determined for that to happen, even more determined then he was when he had been hankering after Dreampaw.

The white pelted tomcat's attention, you could say, had been captured by Mai the moment she had arrived at the SkyClan Camp, looking extremely shy as she had ambled along with Foxflower. From that moment, Cloudpuff knew that his affections has changed from Dreampaw to Mai.

Cloudpuff watched with tenderness in his eyes as Mai tried to steal a glance in his direction. He purred, his tail slowly entwining with hers as he stood up and began to make his way to the Highrock, awaiting what Northstar had to say.

--x

"Northstar's calling the Clan for the first time," Azalealeaf meowed, her ears twitching as she heard her leader's yowl sound into the crisp, cold air. "I think that we should go," she added, standing up and flicking her ears in the direction of the Highrock in the midst of the SkyClan Camp.

Oceanwing nodded, standing up and making her way in a languid manner to the Highrock, her ears pricked as she awaited the SkyClan leader's news. Interest passed through her eyes as she thought of what Northstar had to say to the Clan.

--x

"Madmoiselles, nous devons assister à la réunion de clan -- we must attend the Clan meeting," Twilightleaf meowed to Aspenwind and Rosepetal, dipping his head down low in a corteous manner as he flicked his tail, beckoning the two she-cats to follow him. With a brisk pace, he made his way to sit in front of the Highrock.

Aspenwind nodded, following Twilightleaf. She seated herself a few fox-tail lengths away from Twilightleaf, looking up intently at Northstar and awaiting her leader's words that would probably help guide and direct SkyClan in their doings.

Rosepetal, not knowing where else to sit, seated herself alone near Twilightleaf and Aspenwind. She was fairly surprised when Twilightleaf shifted and lightly brushed his pelt against hers, but she had no objection. Indeed, he was relatively warm.

--x

"C'mon, Flamefoot, we've got to go to that meeting that Northstar's just called. I wonder what she's calling it for," Icefoot meowed, standing up and flicking his ears in a gesture that pointed in the direction of the she-cat SkyClan leader on top of the Highrock. He noted in his mind that there was no current deputy of SkyClan; if there had been, they would've been seated at the foot of the Highrock which was a deputy's rightful place during a Clan meeting.

--x

"Come on, Dreampaw, love, let's go to the Highrock," Inkpaw murmured in Dreampaw's ear, drawing his head back and rasping his rough, pink tongue over Dreampaw's ear in a long, soothing stroke as he stood up, gesturing for her to do the same. He flicked his ears in the direction of the Highrock to Jadefeather so that the warrior didn't think that they were ignoring her.

Dreampaw nodded in response, sending a polite nod in Jadefeather's direction. "Let's go," she meowed, standing up as well as she made her way with Inkpaw, their tails entwined, into the group of cats that were already seated in front of the Highrock.

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[Battooth]

Flamefoot nodded to Icefoot and followed him to the place the Clan cats sat beneath the Highrock. She settled herself down and nearly jumped as a cat other than Icefoot settled down next to her. "Jumpy are we?" Onespot asked, amused. "Take a chill berry. It's just your favorite brother."

Flamefoot laughed. "You're my only brother you mouse-brain," she meowed, giving his cheek a lick. Flamefoot twisted her head around. "Where's Honeypaw?" she asked micheviously. Onespot grinned and meowed, "Don't do that, I saw you getting close with Icefoot. You're cute together." Flamefoot grinned back.

Mistheart padded up to her two friends, sitting on Onespot's other side after nodding a greeting to Icefoot. She stretched and yawned, then turned her attention to Northstar.

[frosty ♥]

Bravepaw strode about, his tail flicking anxiously back and fourth. Where was Silverpaw? She should have been here by now, dark blue eyes worrisome he padded to the scraggly circle of cats that were surrounding Northstar and the Highrock. He sat down a little ways away from Dreampaw and Inkpaw who were making him somewhat more annoyed from the little rasp of the tongue they were giving each other and the little cooing noises Inkpaw was making.

The snow was falling lightly onto his pelt, making him look a lighter shade of grey than before. The cold seeped into his fur but he took no notice as he flashed a glance toward the entrance to camp. Where is she? He forced himself to turn his eyes toward Northstar, though, his tail continued to flick behind him. She said she was just going on a walk; but a walk couldn’t take that long. Perhaps…perhaps the lovely she-cat just wanted to get away from him. He immediately pushed the thought away; she loved him for she said so herself. What more could there be? It still didn’t explain her long disappearance that was making the Bravepaw nervous.

---x---

A slim, metallic colored she-cat padded gracefully into camp. Her eyes twinkling with wonder and delight as she watched the snowflakes fall. The world around her was like an ivory sea and was glittering beautifully. Silverpaw gazed at her clanmates who were assembled beneath the Highrock then turning her frosty icy-blue eyes to the top of the giant rock where Northstar stood. Silently, she padded through the snow to an empty spot to take part in the meeting, as she was about to seat herself down a ball of fur appeared in front of making her almost slip from fright.

“Where were you?” the voice was filled with anxiousness, blinking a few times she realized it was Bravepaw. His pelt was much lighter from the snow and his fur was fluffed up somewhat as though he couldn’t even rest while she was away. “Where were you?” he asked again, his dark blue eyes searching her face desperately for an answer to his inquiry. His tail was flicking behind him restlessly and his blue eyes were tinted with emotion on all sides. His whiskers grazed her cheek gently as he gave her ear a swift lick.

“Bravepaw, wait” she meowed softly, her melodic voice ringing in the air in this soothing way. The grey tomcat sighed quietly and sat down, curling his tail around her as though he was afraid of loosing his precious love. “I’m sorry, I went to the shore to watch the water” she paused as he pressed himself against her, perhaps to comfort himself “I’m here, you mustn’t worry now.” She purred quietly as his grey fur touched her bright metallic one but she was conscious of the sensation on her cheek were Eagledance had touched her. When would they see each other again? What would Wintersong do?

Bravepaw didn’t say anything more, instead drew his tongue over her ear in rhythmic movements.
Silverpaw rested her head on his flank and at once a purr erupted from the tom apprentice.

---x---


Lionclaw finished up his sparrow and padded over to the Highrock where most cats were gathering. He strode forward, grinning toward the she-cats who were single. If cats could wink, we would wink for sure. His burning amber eyes flowed over the snow, next up was to find a suitable seat for himself. He glanced up at Northstar; he hadn’t seen her look so confident for a while now. After a moment of watching the SkyClan leader, he dipped his head in respect then pushed some snow away to sit down.

He curled his tail around his body and rested them on his front paws, Lionclaw’s golden pelt stuck out most amongst this frozen liquid. His gaze slipped away from Northstar to the cats around him, Bravepaw was licking Silverpaw’s ear and she was purring in her reply though he noticed a different emotion entwined in her feeling but could probe no more. Inkpaw and Dreampaw were also seated next to each other, how Dreampaw loved the inky tom after all the times she snapped at him he’ll never know. Most cats were just coming up like Hawkclaw and himself then sitting next to one another.

His whiskers twitched once he realized no cat was sitting next to him. Confusion sparkled in his eyes until his mind realized that soon enough one would come and sit next to him. Then he’d have a warm pelt brushing against his own, the confusion vanished from his amber eyes to be replaced by a content look.

[[:; [h] e a r t ::♥]]

Honeypaw walked along the snow and came up next to Onespot, her fur mingling with his. She let out a purr of tenderness and content, and looked up at Northstar, waiting for her to speak.

Jadefeather followed the apprentices, and walked towards her brother. "So, I see you've picked out a special mademoiselle", She teased, her french accent tinting her light voice as she spoke. She looked at the way Twilightleaf pressed himself against Rosepetal through her aqua eyes, and sighed. When would she find a tom that loved her?

Ravenfeather shivered as Azelealeaf got up, and quickly followed coming into step with her, his pelt mixed with hers, making a dark gray color. "The snow is beautiful, it almost matches your pelt", Ravenfeather said to the white she-cat, not exactly trying to compliment her, but at the same time, trying. He looked to his leader, his blue-silver eyes sparkling.

[>>BLACKiE! ]}]

"Elle est chaude, cela est toute," Twilightleaf responded to his sister, greeting her with a purr. To make sure that Rosepetal didn't feel left out at the fact that she was Spanish and obviously couldn't really understand French, he added a translation. "She's warm, that's all," he purred. This was partially true, but it was also partially untrue. Indeed, Rosepetal /was/ warm and helped him not feel the harsh winds as much, but he also found her to be fairly pretty.

He looked up at the sky, watching more snowflakes fall to the ground. "N'est-il pas absolument beau? La façon dont les flocons de neige capturent la lumière et alors ils tombent avec élégance à la terre, époussetant tout dans une lumière douce. Elle est splendide, juste comme vous, Madame," he meowed. He had only meant to have said a few words, but they had just kept spilling out of his mouth. Indeed, French was a romantic language. Feeling rather embarrassed at speaking so much and not wanting to have to translate it all to Rosepetal, he simply meowed, "It's beautiful out here."

Rosepetal looked uncertainly at the two kin, still not exactly favoring the fact that they were speaking about her. Out of shyness, which was fairly odd since Rosepetal wasn't exactly your shy type of cat, Rosepetal cast her pale blue glance downwards, not knowing what to say in the current situation. Silently, she willed Northstar to begin the Clan meeting so that she wouldn't have to sit here in this rather akward position.

--x

While waiting, Oceanwing saw Inkpaw seated with Dreampaw in the midst of the group of cats. She couldn't help but purr with amusement as she saw the two, pretty much falling head over paws for each other. Turning her gaze to Ravenfeather and Azalealeaf once more, she confirmed that both her sons were doing well in the situation of love. Interesting. With that information securely etched in her mind, the calico colored she-cat turned her attention back to Northstar, awaiting the she-cat SkyClan leader's words.

Northstar's words. They were the words most important for the Clan; they could either help SkyClan flourish, or they could practically destroy SkyClan. It was all Northstar's choice; the choice of who she chose as deputy, the choice of whether to do one thing or the other. Although being a leader was indeed a high position, responsibility tagged along with having the honor of having the suffix "star" end your name.

--x

Azalealeaf purred at Ravenfeather's words. She wasn't exactly sure if they were met as a compliment or flattery, but she was fine with whatever he said. "Thanks," she purred, not knowing what else to say in their current situation. Indeed, there were times when there was no need for words; even just sitting together and paying heed to their leader's words was enough for Azalealeaf.

"I wonder what Northstar has to say," she meowed, thinking aloud as she looked up to the she-cat SkyClan leader, wondering what Northstar had in store to speak to the Clan about. Indeed, this was a fairly unusual situation. A Clan meeting hadn't been called by Northstar since... since that incident.

--x

Icefoot couldn't help but feel rather embarrassed at Onespot's words. Deciding to play it cool and calm [like he pretty much always does], he flicked his ears in acknowledgement of Onespot, Flamefoot's brother. He flicked his ears again in order to greet Mistheart, not wanting to use words in case Northstar began her speech to the Clan.

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[Battooth]

Mistheart moved over as Honeypaw approached and sat between herself and Onespot. The silver-gray she-cat purred at Honeypaw as she made room, softly meowing, "Pushy little mouse-brain." Her eyes and voice were filled with amusement to show Honeypaw she was only joking. Noticing the confused look in Lionclaw's eyes, Mistheart laughed softly to herself. No she-cat followers to crowd around him? She considered messing with him by walking over and then pretending to think better of it and walking away, but she decided that was too mean. She'd stay where she was.

Onespot purred as Honeypaw sat next to him. "Hello," he meowed, touching her cheek with his nose. He leaned away from Flamefoot and against Honeypaw slightly, something his ginger sister was very aware of. The ginger tabby looked at the brother in confusion and spotted the younger she-cat next to him. A look of knowing crossed her face and she nodded in greeting, then turned her attention to Northstar.

[>>BLACKiE! ]}]

The slender and lithe figure of a she-cat made her way into the SkyClan Camp, her ears twitching after hearing Northstar's call to gather at the Highrock. With a brisk pace, she made her way in front of the Highrock. Still standing, her bright aqua colored eyes scanned the numerous cats that were already there. A sense of pride welled up within her at the fact that she was part of such a grand Clan, but it soon was diminished when she saw him.

Lionclaw, that stupid little excuse for a SkyClan warrior. Her fur bristled slightly, but she was just able to contain her fury. Pure dislike for the golden pelted tomcat warrior showed in her eyes for a few brief moments, but loyalty to SkyClan made it disappear almost as instantly as it had arrived. Looking around, she seated herself at a place far away from Lionclaw, hoping that he wouldn't come over and attempt to use his apparent so called "charm" on her.

Her own golden spotted pelt soon became dusted lightly with snowflakes that were fluttering gently to the ground, moved by even the slightest push of wind on their descent to the ground. The she-cat warrior had experienced sixteen moons, bringing her to age at a year and four months. With her head resting on her paws, her nearly electric bright blue gaze glared at Lionclaw with dislike.

Due to the fact that her eyes were such a shade of blue, she had been named Aquakit when she had been just a kit. Quickly, though, she had advanced through the stages of an apprentice and now finally, a warrior. From Aquakit to Aquapaw, she was now named Aquasky; a rather pretty name, she thought.

[Eeeep. Not really an intro appropriate, but it'll due.]

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[frosty ♥]

The handsome golden tomcat blinked, his intent gaze to Northstar was broken, and after a few heartbeats he felt another cat’s gaze burning his pelt. He turned his head around to see Aquasky glaring at him. Ah, Aquasky. One of the so-called “haters,” Lionclaw wondered when she would finally admit her love for him. He grinned at her, his amber eyes glowing with amusement and delight at the same time. It was always fun to mess with the pretty honey colored she-cat.

Lionclaw flicked his tail in greeting and smirked, still being bored he began to ponder on a subject that he did often. Just for the fun of it, should he go over there toward the hateful she-cat and toy with her emotions? Not the bad way of course to make her feel depressed, just the annoying way that he did just for her. His flaming eyes narrowed in thought as he gazed at the Aquasky. The she-cat warrior had her head on her paws and her eyes focused on his back- now his head and side since he turned half way around.

He glanced back at Northstar; the SkyClan leader was standing commandingly on the giant rock and was watching her clan. Unspoken thoughts flickered across her eyes like small minnows as she awaited the clan to gather below her. Nah, maybe later he could. Just depends, for now his attention would be for the single she-cats who weren’t hateful toward him and, of course and obviously, his leader Northstar.

[>>BLACKiE! ]}]

The more foolish and more feminine part of her took over Aquasky for a few moments as she continued staring at Lionclaw's now turned-away-from-her figure. What did Lionclaw think of her? Did he think that she was pretty, beautiful even? Did the golden tomcat like her? After all, he was fairly good-looking and handsome...

Hold on a second...

Aquasky shook herself back to reality. What was she thinking? "That's a /bad/ Aquasky. Bad," she hissed to herself, reprimanding herself furiously inside her head with even more harsh words. She hated Lionclaw and that was that; if her feminine and girlish side took over again, who knew what would happen?

As if to prove the fact that she hated Lionclaw, Aquasky began making faces at Lionclaw's back, her tongue lolling out in one pose while in another, her eyes rolled upwards towards the skies in which StarClan walked. A third face was when she sat on her hind legs, using her front paws and bringing them up behind her head as if she had another set of ears; actually, they looked more like antlers of a reinder if anything.

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[frosty ♥]

The golden tomcat turned his head back to Aquasky to find her on her haunches with her paws up to her ears and making a face. He cocked his head to the side in confusion then he let out a small mrrow of laughter, he guessed he wasn’t supposed to see that. He dipped his head in a gentleman like manner in a secret attempt to make the honey colored she-cat feel embarrassed, he turned his head back toward Northstar. Not exactly to the leader herself but to the rock and smirked, trying to not meow in laughter.

He curled his tail back around himself and straightened his posture, glancing at some of the cats sitting around him. He grinned at Mistheart once his gaze landed on her since she was looking at him then returned his amber eyes to the Highrock where Northstar perched. He watched her with interest and began to ponder on the subject of apprentices. Was he going to become a mentor? A whirlpool of thoughts swirled around in his mind as he gazed obediently up at the SkyClan leader. What about deputy…? His claws flexed in anticipation, would he be chosen to help lead Northstar? His pupils narrowed with barely supressed excitement.

[Agii♫]

The cream and peach-coated leader turned her head side to side as more of the Clan arrived, finally settling themselves into a few murmurs of anticipation and patience. Satisfied by the numbers of the Clan that had arrived, Northstar spoke diligently.

"As the age comes for a cat to begin their training, the age for a mentor is renewed and birthed once more. I am proud to say that we have two apprentices that will be receiving their mentors. Our Dreampaw will be mentored by the brave warrior Flamefoot."

She paused and glanced to her left, waiting for the two to come up beside her, touch noses, and return next to her on Highrock.

--x

He stood behind her, staring at her snowflake-dusted back with affection as he listened intently to her words. Obsidian tail sweeped the hard surface, moon-tipped paws resting silently upon the massive rock as he watched the back of her elegantly shaped creamy skull.

The deceased tom blinked slowly, his multi-hued sapphire and dusted gray eyes scanning the air blankly in front of him. How could he have been so cruel to shout those things? Even if she could not hear them, he still was hurt from his misbehaving tongue.

Moonrun watched silently as the snowflakes passed through his body; the invisible felt more invisible than before.

[>>BLACKiE! ]}]

Oops.

Immediately, embarrassment flooded through Aquasky as Lionclaw turned to see her still in the position of her last face. Darn. She considered, for a fleeting instant, going over to the golden colored tomcat and jabbing him in the sides a few times, but decided that since the meeting was already beginning, she had better pay attention.

Aquasky wasn't an ambitious cat; she didn't exactly expect to become a mentor [after all, Northstar hadn't spoken to her], nor did she think about the honor of becoming deputy. She was a loyal warrior, indeed, but she wasn't exactly the type of she-cat who enjoyed having a lot of weight put on her shoulders.

She had to pay attention. Yes, that was it. Looking up at Northstar, she put a look on her face as if she were hanging on to every word her leader said. In truth, Aquasky was rather bored and would rather be hunting or at least in the warrior's den where it was warm, but she decided not to let the other cats know, although they were probably just as impatient as she was.

--x

With an encouraging nudge from Inkpaw, the silver tabby she-cat apprentice made her way up to the Highrock, still rather unsure about how the apprenticing ceremony went when she received a mentor. She hung back uncertainly, glancing around with her viridian and azure colored gaze as she awaited Flamefoot. Excitement passed through her eyes at the thought of having Flamefoot as her mentor, but anxiousness hinted in them as well. Was Flamefoot supposed to go first or did it not matter?

Dreampaw glanced back at Inkpaw, question in her eyes. She met his bright hazelnut gaze with her own gaze, seeing only pride and affection in them. Looking back ahead of her, the nervous look that had tinted her eyes slightly was gone, replaced with a quiet look of determination.

Yet she still wasn't sure exactly what to do. She moved up the Highrock towards Northstar, but hesitated and glanced at her leader, wondering what to do.

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[>>BLACKiE! ]}]

[VIRIDIANPAW && PEBBLEPAW | SKYCLAN RIDGE >> SKYCLAN CAMP]

The light gray pelted tomcat arrived in the SkyClan Camp. Surprised at the fact that there weren't small groups of cats lounging about all over the Camp, his bright green colored gaze immediately turned towards all the SkyClan cats that were seated below the Highrock. His rather keen eyesight spotted Northstar standing at the top of the rock, a leader's rightful position when he or she called a Clan meeting... No way. For all his life, Viridianpaw had never seen Northstar call a meeting for the SkyClan cats. Now? Well, now there was obviously a meeting to attend!

When Viridianpaw moved up closer and settled down with Pebblepaw beside him, he looked at what was happening. Seeing Dreampaw moving rather hesitantly up towards Northstar, he wondered what was going on. "What's going on, do you think?" he murmured softly into Pebblepaw's ear. What was happening with Dreampaw?

--x

"Northstar doesn't look bad, so I don't think it's something bad," Pebblepaw responded. She continued to observe the scene. Of course, she could easily ask another cat what was happening, but she didn't exactly enjoy disturbing other cats who were listening and watching what was happening with an enraptured look.

Her yellow amber gaze shifted from Dreampaw slowly ascending the Highrock to Inkpaw, the black tomcat apprentice that favored Dreampaw greatly. "And from the look on Inkpaw's face... well, I think that this is something good that's happening to Dreampaw," she added once she caught sight of Inkpaw's emotions written plainly across his face.

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[Battooth]

Flamefoot stood and walked over to Dreampaw, her eyes shining with happiness. An apprentice! Finally! She motioned the younger she-cat up onto the High rock and leaped up herself, bending her head to touch noses with her. She purred and meowed, "You're going to be the best warrior this forest has ever seen," to Dreampaw.