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

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I'm just adding Whisperstar in, if you have the time you're welcome to jump in though! c:)

Meadowstar looked up from her grooming as Hailstar approached her, not long after followed by Whisperstar. The corner of her lip lifted up slightly in a humorous smirk, a gesture mostly done as to not appear rude after hearing Hailstars words. Under any other circumstances, Meadowstar surely would have been amused by the others light-hearted humor, however she had too many things weighing down on her mind.

"Yes, I wanted to speak to the both of you about something very important, and I can't put it off any longer." She lowered her voice, and leaned closer to the other leaders. She didn't want her words overheard by any nearby cats "I've been wondering about whether or not this territory is the right place for us to be. It seemed it at first, with plentiful prey and a sheltered forest. But we were all so desperate to find someplace to call home, and to feel some sort of normalcy, that we overlooked its serious flaws." She paused, thinking over her next words carefully.

"There is the issue with the large number of foxes and badgers living in the area, and that alone is bad enough, but one of my warriors came to me last night with some unsettling news. She and another warrior came back to camp last night with some injuries, and explained to me that they had gone to two-leg place." She kept the names of these warriors private. She wouldn't directly tell the other leaders which of her warriors had disobeyed orders, but their wounds could not be kept a secret, and she was sure they would find out sooner or later. "And before either of you say anything, I scolded them both fairly." She stared hard into Hailstars blue eyes, and did the same to Whisperstars unusual two colored orbs. She wasn't sure how either of them would react now that all leaders shared authority. While Meadowstar didn't mind sharing responsibilities for the most part, she didn't however, want the other leaders scolding her warriors.

"But they reported being attacked by a couple rogues. They handled them pretty well, however they both suffered semi-serious injuries, and my warrior said that she thought she picked up multiple cats scents, and that they could be a real threat, if there were more of them." She took a deep breath, not knowing how they would react to what she was about to suggest. "That is obviously one more threat we can not afford to deal with, and now that the rogues have our scent, how long do you think it will be before they attack us? I think we should travel, and find a more suitable place to live. There are just far too many dangers here!"

(Sorry it's sooo long xD)

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

"Yes, extra border patrols sounds like a good idea." Meadowstar nodded, a rush of relief overcoming her, now that she knew Hailstar also saw the problems this land had. It took a lot of worry off her shoulders, knowing she wasn't the only one who thought this.

"I agree. The group is too weakened to travel right now, but sending out scouting groups sounds like a perfect solution. By the time they return with news, surely everyone would have healed by then." A sensible solution to their problems had formed. But what would the others think? "Will everyone agree that we should move though? We'll need the support of all our warriors for this." They'd had no choice to move from their previous home. Now given a choice, would they be reluctant to travel again?

Upon going over the idea of sending out scouting parties, Meadowstar began to wonder, what would they be sent out to look for? There was no where near enough cats to fill the five clans again. So they had no specific type of land to look for. Something for cats of all the clans, like this forest had to offer? But would they all remain as one group forever? She missed Shadowclan, and although she didn't mind sharing duties, she missed having her own clan.

At least for now, she figured they should focus on convincing their warriors it was best to move to new territory. "Should we call a meeting later today to see what everyone thinks?"

Drizzleface | 32 Moons | She-cat | Medicine Cat | Location: Med Den | Mentions: None (OPEN)

A huge field appeared to Drizzleface, seeming to be covered in a thick fog. She couldn't see clearly, but could make out the shapes of several cats. They looked to all be traveling in a group. What am I seeing? Drizzleface knew that this many cats had not all escaped the Dark Forest together, and she had no idea why they'd all be traveling together.

Suddenly the foggy landscape lit up as lighting struck down from the sky, hitting the center of the group. At first Drizzleface was horrified. It must have killed so many cats! She longed to rush to their aid. But as she looked closer, none of the cats appeared to be injured. They all must have leaped out of the way in time. But how? Now, they were all standing in two distinct groups. A large gap of burnt grass sat between them, where the lighting had struck.

Drizzleface was pulled from her dreams by the sound of cats chattering. Her nest was nearest to the den entrance, and a couple warriors must have passed by it. Her eyes took a moment to adjust, her vision blurry for a few moments. The dream was still fresh in her mind, and she had trouble remembering where she was for a moment. As she became more aware, she rose to her paws, and gave her back a long stretch. She stepped out of her nest, stretching each back leg as she lifted it out. Beginning to pad across the den, the dainty she-cat made the short distance to the entrance, and slipped out.

A thin drizzle fell from the sky, but she didn't take much notice of it. Her mind was still on her dream. There was something about it that she just couldn't shake off. It had felt...real. She found her paws leading her to the fresh kill pile, recently stocked by the mornings hunting patrol. Without giving it much thought, she grabbed a mouse by its thin tail, and returned to the medicine den.

Halfheartedly she began to pick at the prey, eating small little mouthfuls. The dream played on repeat through her mind. If only she'd been able to see those cats faces. Then she'd at least know who they were! It had seemed so real, but there's no way no one would have been hurt by that lightning. She let out a sigh. It was probably just a strange dream. Although she'd hoped it was a message from Starclan, she didn't get the feeling that usually accompanied Starclan dreams. Why would they start sending messages now anyway? They've been silent for so long.

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

As Meadowstar listened to Hailstar speak, she wasn't sure she agreed with the white tom entirely. She hated forcing her warriors into situations in which not everyone agreed. Yes she was leader, but she wanted all her cats happy. This was a huge decision that would forever impact the cats, and she was determined that each of her warriors would be OK with the decision. She kept her opinions to herself, not seeing the need to bring up a needless argument. She knew she had a different style of leadership than others.

As Whisperstar joined in, Meadowstar turned her attention towards the other she-cat. She brought up a good point. What would they do with the cats that couldn't travel? "The kits can be carried. We have enough warriors for that. And the injured and elderly can be supported by other warriors." Growing uncomfortable in the position she'd been in, she shifted slightly, moving her tail so it now rested beside her. "We can always take breaks if they begin to fall behind. It might be hard, but as long as they are willing, leaving is better than staying here, waiting for the next attack. But if the scouts don't find anywhere suitable, perhaps we won't have a choice."

Drizzleface | 32 Moons | She-cat | Medicine Cat | Location: Med Den | Mentions: Honeystream

Drizzleface smiled as Honeystream approached, quickly swallowing the bite of mouse in her mouth. "Hello Honeystream." The company of the other seemed to pull the medicine cat back to the real world, and out of her dream. "It is a dreary day out today." She looked out the entrance of the den, thin rain still falling. A few drops of rain still clung to her pelt from her quick trip outside. "With everything that's been happened, I can see why Starclan would be weeping on us." She took another small bite of mouse. "Yes, I do have a lot on my mind. With the foxes, and so many cats injured, and of course I still can't stop thinking about the Dark Forest." She sighed, remembering the horrific battle, and all those who had lost their lives.

Suddenly feeling as if she might explode if she didn't get everything out, she began to spill out her thoughts and feelings that she'd kept to herself for so long. "And I can't help but wonder why Starclan have left us. I...I don't believe that they left us alone to battle the Dark Forest knowing they could have helped us, I mean, how could they?" She looked up at Honeystreams eyes, her own blue orbs filled with confusion. "Perhaps they weren't able to make a difference, and knew it." It was hard for Drizzleface to think that their ancestors had abandoned them. After all, she'd devoted her life to them, in interpreting their signs, and relaying their important messages. "And I had this dream, and I'd hoped it was from them. I wanted it to be so bad, but I can help but think it was just an ordinary dream." She remembered the large group of traveling cats, and the lightning strike that had separated the group, but hadn't caused any harm.

Suddenly embarrassed that she'd been throwing all her troubles on Honeystream, her gaze dropped to the ground. "I'm sorry, I-I got carried away."

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

Baywish jolted awake, his heart beating a mile a minute, and his breathing coming in deep, short gasps. His green eyes were wide, and he looked around his den, confusion clouding his gaze. Realizing that nothing was wrong, and that he'd simply had a bad dream, the grey tom rested his head on his paws, focusing on calming down. He couldn't remember the details of his dream, only that he'd been running from something.

He shook his head to clear his thoughts, and sat up in his nest, opening his jaws in a massive yawn. He started to rise to his paws, but a dull pain in his leg stopped him. He turned his head to look at his back leg, suddenly remembering the previous days events. His leg had a large bite wound on it, and there was still some herbs stuck in the fur surrounding the torn flesh. It doesn't hurt nearly as bad as I thought it would though! He had full movement in the limb, and he could only feel a dull ache, which was easily to ignore.

"I'll be able to take Ivypaw out today!" He voiced his joy out loud, and rushed to the side of Minkleaps nest. His sister was still fast asleep. He paused, considering letting her sleep more, but he knew they had to clean the nursery before he could go out with Ivypaw. And there was no way he was doing the nursery by himself!

"Hey, Minkleap! Wake up!" He placed a paw on her brown shoulder, gently shaking her. "We have to clean the nursery! You don't want Meadowstar to find out you slept in, do you?