Meadowpaw, Rank - Apprentice, location - medicine den, Mentions - Cheetahpaw, Tallpaw, Fogstar

Meadowpaw had padded back into the medicine den to see if she could help with anything, having been unable to sleep. "Oh hey! You're up!" She mewed, seeing Cheetahpaw was up. But then shut her jaws when she realized she had probably interrupted something. She looked from Fogstar, to Tallpaw, to Cheetahpaw, wondering what she had missed. Obviously not much, since it appeared Cheetahpaw just woke up. Meadowpaw tensed a bit, feeling like she might have intruded on something meant only for the three of them. "I'm sorry, did I interupt anything?" She meowed hoping she didn't.

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"No, you are fine Meadowpaw. I was just asking Fogstar what was going on." Cheetahpaw mewed to her friend. "I'm hungry." She looked at the recently refilled fresh kill pile and felt her mouth begin to water. "I'm going to grab something to eat real quick. I'll be back." She walked out of the den, and while waiting for Fogstar, she grabbed a sparrow off of the fresh kill pile and brought it back to the foot of the rock where Fogstar sat. She munched on the small creature, spitting out feathers and swallowing the succulent flesh.

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FOGSTAR - leader OF windclan - SEASON: Almost leaf bare - LOCATION: In Medicine Cat Den - MENTIONS: Meadowpaw, Tallpaw, Cheetahpaw - TOPIC: Prophecy, Basic discussion - VOICE: Allesandro Juliani

He dipped his head in a slight nod to Tallpaw. Embarrassment made his whiskers tingle with uncomfortable chills and he smushed himself even more against the side of the Medicine Cat Den. His terrible habit of assuming things that turned out to be incorrect was not the only thing that made the masculine feel off. Like most VVindclanners, he never slept inside of dens and it frankly made him feel trapped and anxious. Few moor-cats slept in the small, hollowed out rabbit holes instead of the open stars. He was trying to make the best of every warm night until he would have to retreat inside his den when the ground froze.

"Sorry about this." He spoke quietly within the den towards Tallpaw, while Cheetahpaw began to stir. Ashen optics landed once more on the she-cat, lips parting to speak, when yet another apprentice padded her way back in. His stare switched to that feline. "Not really." He shrugged with a little smile growing on his face. "Anyways, now that we're all here- hm." He cut himself off as the rather fainty fae walked away to get something to eat.

"Are you sure she can handle prey after going into some serious shock so recently? " He murmured quietly to Tallpaw while furrowing a brow. He waited with his banner flapping loosely against the side of his lengthy legs. As the she-cat returned with a sparrow Fog once more began speaking. "Hey. I'm sorry that you guys kind of missed out of some of the gathering." He began, an apologetic look glazing his smoke-filled optics.

"You didn't miss that much. By the end, all the leaders were being fools and arguing with eachother." A slight hiss lined his tone. "VVith all the things going on and all the messages from Starclan, you would think all of the clans wouldn't begin acting like kits." His eyes rolled and a small sigh fell from his chest. "It all began going bad after the sky went red and, get this, Nightstar, a pregnant she-cat, killed a wolf, YES, a wolf, single-handedly, and she didn't even get hurt." He paused for the smaller felines to take this in. "It was rather out of nowhere, and frankly, I don't understand why Starclan was toying around with us so much." His voice dropped to a slow whisper before he shook it off with a nervous smile.

"All the other clans had prophecies that spoke of having to depend on Riverclan, as we would all die. I don't like the aspect of kissing the rump of her." Fogstar growled with his sharp talons sliding from their sheaths, scraping against the dirt unsettled around his paws.

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(it double posted. apologies!

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Tallpaw-9 Moons-Location: Under Tallstone-Mentions: Cheetahpaw, Meadowpaw, Fogstar

Tallpaw looked at Fogstar "She'll be fine, she needs more energy than ever, a little but of prey won't hurt her" he said calmly, his long tail switching from side to side before chuckling "Great, now we all depend on the fish-breaths" he muttered, before his ears twiched "We must hand it to her, killing a wolf while being pregnant and not getting hurt is pretty amazing" he said, his voice stopping for a moment "The sky turned red? huh, that's weird, what does StarClan want to say by that?" muttered once more the small tom, his long tail switching rapidly.

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Cheetahpaw looked up from her fresh kill."Seems a little sketchy to me." She mumbled around her fresh kill. "I did not even think it a possibility to kill a wolf in the first place. I mean have you all seen those things prowling about? Pretty huge if you ask me." Cheetahpaw took another bite of her sparrow, energy slowly flowing back into her muscles. "So what all is going to happen if we have to depend on Riverclan? Will we really kiss up to them?"

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Meadowpaw, Rank - Apprentice, location - medicine den, Mentions - Cheetahpaw, Tallpaw, Fogstar

Meadowpaw nodded to Cheetahpaw. "Yeah. It takes multiple cats to kill a dog even!" the young she-cat exclaimed, dumbfounded. It couldn't be possible, no one cat could kill a dog, let alone a... a wolf! She nodded again at Cheetahpaw's next words. "I would rather die than have to bow down to another clan." She mewed. She was a usually quiet cat, but the idea that a cat killed a wolf on her own, surprised her. And now it seemed they might have to bow down to another clan? Those two things had shocked Meadowpaw into speaking more than usual.

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"Fogstar, we must have an action plan for preventing starvation in our clan." Cheetahpaw mewed with formality to her leader. "I believe that Starclan is trying to warn us of a prey shortage and I believe that we should act sooner rather than later." Cheetahpaw took a moment to think. "What if we hunted as much as we could get, then buried it so that it would stay fresh?" Cheetahpaw felt pleaed at her idea and she hoped that Fogstar would appreciate the idea and take action.

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FOGSTAR - leader OF windclan - SEASON: Almost leaf bare - LOCATION: In Medicine Cat Den - MENTIONS: Meadowpaw, Tallpaw, Cheetahpaw - TOPIC: Prophecy, Basic discussion - VOICE: Allesandro Juliani

Finally, somebody else besides Smokestep and him realized the oddity of the whole situation. He let out an exasperated sigh, broad chest crumbling inwards as he let tension out. A tiny smile cracked atop his bland features. "You have no idea how much of a relif it is for somebody else to be sane in a world gone mad." He mused quietly while turning from Meadowpaw to Tallpaw.

"VVe have no plan of bowing down to Riverclan. VVe have survived independently before. If a time comes where we must grovel at another clan's feet, those are the end times and we are bowing to Starclan themself." His ear flicked as annoyance filled his system. All the other leaders seemed set on being allies with Riverclan.

VVith great power comes corruption. He internalized his worries while shifting his cranium to stare at Cheetahpaw. She was ranting once more and he listened quietly. It was a good idea at first glance, yet, Fogstar was more worried about prolonging an abundence of prey rather than having lots of rotten corpses and not as many alive. The masculine was certain food would run short on main land, causing cats to look to the rivers for a meal. So, he was focused on keeping some of the prey alive to regenerate back into a full dosage.

"It's a good idea. I appreciate that everybody is giving their thoughts and input. Yet, I'd rather discuss plans of actions with the whole clan instead of a few apprentices in a den." His compliment dried out towards the end, much to the realization of Fogstar. "All options are considered. I'd rather not burn through all of our possibilities yet." Fluffy banner wrapped around smoke-hued feet.

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Cheetahpaw narrowed her eyes at her leader. "Okay Fogstar." She said though gritted teeth. She agreed with what the leader had said, and she also believed that it would be best if the whole clan decided on what to do if the situation arrived. She just did not like how he always seemed to dismiss her ideas, or use an excuse to not act on them. He had a very different glint in his eyes lately, and Cheetahpaw wondered if it was just stress, or something else. . . she dismissed the thought. "I agree with what you are saying Fogstar and I believe that it would be best if the whole clan decided on this. She turned her head to Meadowpaw and Tallpaw who were sitting near her. She rolled her eyes at them and without a word, she lopped away, nose high, hoping to find someone else to talk to.

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Smokestep|Deputy of Windclan|She-cat| Location- Camp| Mentions-(D) Cheetahpaw,
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She had finally finished assigning hunting and patrolling duties. Knowing that Fogstar was up to his whiskers in problems already, the she-cat knew this would at least put a sense of normalcy in through the clan. Smokestep had only just started to lower herself onto her haunches, when she watched Cheetahpaw trot away rather swiftly from where the apprentices, and Fogstar had just been. Her head tilted slightly, body frozen in a half sit as she watched the apprentice , who seemed agitated.
"No rest for the wicked." she mused to herself, muscles reengaging to pad towards the younger cat. Her soft gaze stared into Cheetahpaw, a mixture of curiosity, and gentle concern. she knew the cat had been through much that day.
"I would say vole for your thoughts, but the hunting parties haven't gotten back yet." Her voice was light, but curious. It was the way Smokestep worked, questions without words.

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"Yep." Cheetahpaw mewed to the smokey deputy. "Well there is nothing I can do to change Fogstar or how he thinks, so oh well" She added in a hushed tone. "I'm sorry if I am acting crass, I just feel like I am nothing but a nuisance to him," she added with a glare aimed at the solemn leader. "Well on a different note, how have you been? I haven't gotten to speak with you since before the gathering."

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Meadowpaw, Rank - Apprentice, location - medicine den, Mentions - Cheetahpaw, Fogstar

Meadowpaw watched as he friend walked away. The young apprentice just shrugged. "Anything I can help with?" She meowed politely to her leader.. The small she-cat was always eager to do anything she could, but this prophecy really seemed bad, and now she wanted to help for a different reason other than just to help. She wanted to protect her clan, help make sure no one died. Her bright green eyes shone with determination, she would do anything at no cost to help them. And as a bonus, helping cured her boredom.

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FOGSTAR - leader OF windclan - SEASON: Almost leaf bare - LOCATION: In Medicine Cat Den - MENTIONS: Meadowpaw, Tallpaw, Cheetahpaw, Smokestep - TOPIC: Prophecy, Basic discussion - VOICE: Allesandro Juliani

A frown crossed over Fogstar's face as Cheetahpaw narrowed her eyes at him while staring deeply into his eyes. It felt like she was trying to click puzzle pieces into places that didn't exist, as the tom simply blinked back at her. An unsettled tendril crammed its way into his already worry filled mind as the she-cat rolled her eyes to the other appies while Fog sat right next to her. "Thank you, Cheetahpaw." He murmured sincerly as she strided out, a sassy flare following in paw.

He tipped his cranium away from the puzzling young cat's warping frame as he heard another feline speak. He smiled down at her and slid a paw up to bat at a loose hair covering one eye. "Hey. Don't worry about dooing anything right now. I'll call a meeting as soon as the shadows cast long, and I'll make sure to have you help out. You as well, if you wish, Tallpaw." A glimmer of happiness shredded away uncertainty deep within his slate optics as he turned to nod down at his medicine cat apprentice. That cat was capable of holding his job well, even with his training being unfinished. Hm. Fog made a mental note to talk to Tallpaw about his training options once everything was said and done.

"Thanks, guys. I really appeciate it. For once, I don't have to be so off and stoic around some cats while giving suggestions. It kills me to have to be such a blank slate at gatherings, yet, I've found I make the most rational decisions like that." He let a hearty laugh slide from his chest as he rose to antsy paws. "VVould you two like to join me for a quick rabbit? I'm starving, and I'm sure we can split one three ways. Preserving food is key until we know how much we have left." His features shone with warmth as he began to pad from the cramped den. "If not, it's okay. The more cats the merrier, but the less cats, the more rabbit to enjoy!" He giggled childishly as he stepped into the open air.

It felt as if a heavy weight had lifted off of his shoulders as he left the small den. Being inside of anything always bothered him. It made him feel especially cramped. The first thing on his mind, food. The second thing on his mind, Smokestep. He had to talk to his deputy and try to discuss plans with one of the only sane warriors in the territories. Yet, she was talking quietly to Cheetahpaw. A tiny frown pulled the edges of his lips downwards. He didn't need to get more subtle hatred from that she-cat as much as he could.

So, he simply worked his way over to the fresh-kill pile nestled in a corner of the camp. Jaws snatched up the largest tawny rabbit that was in the pile. It still barely compared to the normal green-leaf catches, yet, it would have to do. He plopped himself down and took a tiny chew out of one leg, leaving plenty for any other cats that felt like enjoying some of it too.

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StarClan (Mentions:FogStar)

An echoing giggle rose across the clearing. a Clear white cat with clear eyes ran down from the sky, childish glee on her face. The darted around numerous cats, though none seemed to notice her. She laughed until she stopped in front of the WindClan leader. She knew only he could see her, Only he could hear her. "Hello, FogStar!" The spirit chirped. "do you know who i am?" She asked, flicking her only half visible tail.

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