Meadowstar | 40 Moons | She-cat | Leader | Location: Camp | Mentions: Minkleap

Meadowstar listened in silence, her expression unreadable. She'd been curious about the two-leg place herself, but knew that it was not a problem the cats could take on after the events they'd already been through. We may not have a choice now. What if there are more rogues and they decide to attack us? We're in no shape to handle a group of blood thirsty crow-food eaters right now!

While Meadowstar was angry, she could also see where Minkleap was coming from. She'd always seen things differently, and been a risk taking, adventurous cat. Going to Two-leg place for adventure, was just the kind of thing she would do. She'd had the best intentions though. She knew how hard the disappearance of their mother was for the three siblings. I have to punish them, but I'll go easy on them. But first...

The tortoiseshell molly sighed, looking down at her nest. "I've been thinking the same thing. I don't think this is the right place for us. But we're in no shape to travel, especially now." She was referring to the fox attack, and how many warriors were now injured, off duties for the time being. She looked back up, meeting Minkleaps blue eyes with her own. "Were these rogues properly battle trained? If there were more of them, how bad of a threat do you think they would be?"

Meadowstar | 40 Moons | She-cat | Leader | Location: Camp | Mentions: Minkleap

"I value your opinion Minkleap. Thank you for letting me know." Until now, she hadn't realized just how serious of a situation this was. "I'll speak with the other leaders tomorrow. We'll figure something out." Suddenly feeling a wave of fatigue over come her, Meadowstar yawned, and she slowly blinked her eyes.

"You should head over to the Medicine Den and get your injuries checked out. And tomorrow, as long as Drizzleface or Hollowstep says you're both fit enough, I want you and Baywish to change all the nursery bedding." It was generally the apprentices job to make sure that the nursery was cleaned and provided fresh bedding, but she figured it would be a fitting task as punishment for the warriors. Besides, with two litters of kits in there, it couldn't be that unpleasant of a job. The former Shadowclan leader had always had a soft spot for the youngest of the clans, and had always wanted a litter of her own. However, her reign as leader came far too quick for that ever to have become a reality.

"Oh and Minkleap, I do not want either of you going back to two-leg place again." She gave the younger warrior a stern look, holding her gaze. "Understood?" While some thought of Meadowstar as a soft leader, perhaps even a bit of a pushover, it was not the case. She knew how to be stern with her warriors if the situation called for it.

Meadowstar | 40 Moons | She-cat | Leader | Location: Camp -> Forest | Mentions: Hailstar, Whisperstar

Meadowstar watched Minkleap leave, and soon after curled up her nest, huddling deep into the moss and feathers to keep warm. Not much of a draft could be felt in the sheltered den, but the cool chill of early Leaf-fall could still be felt. After laying silently for what felt like hours, with worries of battles, rogues, and finding a new home running through her mind, the she-cat finally drifted into a restless sleep.

The sound of birdsong awoke Meadowstar the next morning. She rolled over in her nest, slowly blinking her eyes. As her eyes adjusted, she could see outside her den, a small drizzle fell from the sky. It was a dark day, with no sun penetrating through the heavy clouds. As much as she wanted to stay curled up in the comfort of her nest, she knew she must speak to Hailstar and Whisperstar at once. Begrudgingly, she rose to her paws, gave her pelt a quick shake, and ducked through the den entrance.

The cool rain hit her pelt, but she barely felt the wet. The thin drizzle could not seep fully through her thick fur. She rounded the side of one of the Shelter Trees, approaching Hailstars den. "Hailstar?" She called into the dark opening of the former Riverclan leaders den, hoping the white tom was already awake. If he wasn't, he is now. "I need to speak with you and Whisperstar. It's urgent. Please meet me outside camp by that dead tree with the twisted branches as soon as possible!" Hurrying to Whisperstars den, she told the black and white she-cat the same thing. While she waited for them to get ready, she made her way through camp, and out the entrance.

The old tree with strange, twisted branches wasn't far from camp, and it was one of the most distinguishable trees in this part of the forest. Unfortunately, it didn't serve much purpose to the cats, as it was not a popular spot for prey. As Meadowstar approached it, she padded underneath its branches, as close to the trunk as she could. It provided at least some shelter from the rain. She began to groom her damp fur, licking her muddy white paws. The last thing she wanted was to look disheveled in front of the other leaders.

Baywish | 18 Moons | Tom | Warrior | Location: Camp | Mentions: Ivypaw, Minkleap

Baywish smiled, nuzzling Ivypaws cheek. "I will, I promise. I don't ever plan to go back to two-leg place ever again either. It was such a terrible place." Although the adventure had been exciting, two-leg place was such a terrible place, the young warrior never wanted to go back.

As Ivypaw mentioned Meadowstars patrol, Baywish was reminded of the battle with the foxes. Another reason I'll never go back to two-leg place. I have to stay here in case my clanmates need me! Confusion clouded his gaze however, as Ivypaw paused, seeming to forget what had happened. A lots gone on today. She's probably so confused. She's too young to be going through such a time like this. The young cat was only 6 Moons old, and had already gone through so much.

The mottled toms confused look turned to one of pity and heartbreak at his apprentices words, and how much pained emotion could be heard in her voice. He'd forgotten she'd lost her parents too in the fall. "Ivypaw that's not true. There's no reason for anyone to not be able to stand you." Knowing that that was how the cream and lilac apprentice felt about herself, made Baywish want to cry. "You're an amazing young warrior! You're so caring and you can cheer up anyone who's feeling down. I'm honored to have been chosen as your mentor. If someone can't see that, then their Mouse-brained."

Baywish watched his apprentice head to her den for the night, hoping his words had helped cheer her up, at least somewhat. He was about to head to his own nest, when Minkleap appeared. He sighed upon hearing their punishment, but knew they'd deserved it. And it was just the nursery. It wasn't like they had to clean up the elders den! "I think we should give Ivypaw a break from cleaning duties. I want to take her out tomorrow, after we clean the nursery, let her pick what we train, whatever she wants! She's been feeling down, and I want to try and cheer her up. I guess, we're all feeling a bit down lately, but, I don't know, I feel like she's taking it a lot harder than some of us." Baywish sighed, feeling helpless to his apprentices pain. Hopefully some training will take her mind off things.

"You should bring Echopaw out with us tomorrow. I'm sure my leg will be fine enough by then. Anyway, I'm exhausted. I'll talk to 'ya tomorrow." He smiled at Minkleap, and left the den, heading for his own. It wasn't far from the Medicine den, and once he layed in his nest, it didn't take long for him to fall asleep.