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  • #7991
    Wolfstar
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    W O L F S T A R
    ~WindClan Leader~

    The sun rose above the hills of gold, bright amid the blue, bidding the dimming stars to take their nightly rest. The darkness surrendered and every color changed from tinges of charcoal to a soft golden to welcome the dawn. Shimmering rays were sent over the placid ocean, bestowing a lit path from the shore to the horizon. Wolfstar stared at the colors, blinking towards the stirring waters. The wind was roaring at the clifftop, and almost rocked the WindClan leader off the top of the hill, but his claws dug into the soft earth to keep him steady, not allowing it to sway him. The broad-leaved shrubbery gossiped softly with the wind, and Wolfstar twitched his ears as he tried to listen. The Ghostly Flats was filled with secrets, and the wind was best at spreading them.

    Wolfstar turned away from the view of the ocean and descended into the cave where the Clans held their meetings every full moon. However, with it now being dawn, this was no ordinary meeting. The leader prepared himself to face Hornetstar and Firestar, and he could feel his paws itching to attack at the first chance he could get, but he knew it was not the time…yet. StarClan had sent their medicine cat’s a frightful prophecy, and that was more important than their Clan drama that the others had caused. At least, he hoped. Once WindClan and ThunderClan moves to the mountains, we won’t have to worry ourselves with their petty business. At least his friend, Hollystar, would be here. And without her rogue of a deputy.

    The large tom looked around once he was at the bottom, noticing he was the first one that had made it thus far. The fur on the back of his neck prickled with unease. It suddenly felt like tiny ants were crawling up his hindlegs, over his spine, and towards his head where they whispered in his ears. This must be an ambush, Wolfstar. Watch out. Wolfstar’s blue eyes narrowed and he slowly padded towards the leader boulder, his paw pads raking against the stone-cold floor. He forgot for a moment that the leader’s planned to meet together, including himself, so it wouldn’t make sense that this was an ambush. Nevertheless, Wisteriastar hadn’t been part of the planning. Maybe she was ambushing. Wolfstar couldn’t trust anyone. Even the whispers in his ears were somewhat untrustworthy, but who else could he listen to? He had tried to speak with Desertrose about his worries, but she just stared at him like he was going insane, almost mocking him for his thoughts. He was all he had left.

    Wolfstar’s ears stayed perked to listen for any sound other than the howling wind that haunted above. Nothing. His muscles tensed as he quickly jumped on top of the boulder and spun around to face the front entrance, his tail tip lashing with anxiety. Why was he the first one here? Didn’t they all agree to meet right at dawn? Maybe they stood him up! The whirling thoughts made Wolfstar growl at the back of his throat, but not loud enough for anyone to hear. Suddenly, the sight of fur padding down the stone path to the gathering place made Wolfstar’s claws unsheathe, and his muscles became taut as he waited to see who it was.

    #8001
    Tyler
    Participant

    Kass was nervous as she toed the scent line between RiverClan and WindClan, constantly looking behind herself and hoping she’d find another leader headed to the meeting. With her luck it’d be Firestar. They’d ended in the world’s biggest stalemate, and while the deputy tended not to lose sleep over what happened in battle, not all felines were the same. Her relationship with the other leaders was rocky, and with her luck they probably would alway be up and down. That’s what made tonight so nerve-wracking. 

    She’d been deputy for multiple moons, and Hollystar’s mate for more seasons than she had paws. She knew the political game the leaders played, and she knew it well. But unlike her mate she just chose not to involve herself in such petty feuds. The dilute calico climbed the steep incline and took her time with the sun rising to the left of her body between the trees. The sky had adopted a pale blue tint, just coloring the sky while a lazy breeze filtered through the flats. 

    Kass strolled at her own leisure, hoping to catch someone else entering the cave and not having to be the first one at the meeting, but to her knowledge there was no one else there. She approached the mouth of the cave and sighed, smelling the distinct WindClan scent and knowing she’d been beaten to the punch. Quickly she tried to put on the resemblance of Bluefire, her most diplomatic alter ego and entered the cave, nodding at the seemingly anxious form of Wolfstar. 

    She nodded her head in greeting at the old tom, positioning herself so the other leaders would have to filter between them. “Mornin’ Wolfstar. Hollystar sends her regards.” she chirped obnoxiously, secretly hoping to get some sort of rise out of the old tom.

    #8033
    Roach
    Participant

    Firestar

    He was late. Not intentionally of course, but late all the same. Grumbling under his breath as of course the other leaders had to decide on the Ghost Flats as their meeting place. He knew that it was the most logical and strategic decision, but did it have to be so far away from SkyClan? The SkyClan leader was actually surprised that their little leader meeting hadn’t been canceled with all the tensions of the clans. ‘Before the night can end, you must find the missing pieces to make the clans whole again.’ echos within his head, causing him to briefly pause in his travels. Frowning at the such ominous message Starclan could give. Snorting as it should come to no surprise that Starclan would rather twirl their cryptic words around them, instead of getting to the damn point. It would save the clans much more time and headache if they knew what the hell the missing piece was exactly. Letting his orange gaze flicker around his surroundings as the trees around him start thinning out, the green lush grass turning yellow and coarse from lack of water. Flexing his toes, feeling the dry dirt crumble beneath them with a simple step.

     

    The air circling around him becoming heavy with salt, causing him to blink more frequently in slight discomfort. He was certainly getting closer to the Ghost Flats, he would know the sounds of beating angry waves, roaring winds from anywhere. Soon enough before him laid a baren land, no sign of life to be seen around the deserted terrain. One would look upon such a place and believe it to be a cursed land, but Firestar could feel the strong spiritual connection that links the Ghost Flats with Starclan. He couldn’t help but briefly wonder if this land had always held so little color and life, or if something had happened in the past to make it so. Blinking at the light of dawn peeking over the cliffs, a mocking reminder that he was indeed still late. Dawn’s first light casts a warm glow of pinks and purples swirled together in the sky, giving a warm feeling over such a cold and harsh place. Basking in the view for only a moment more before deciding he had left the others waiting long enough. Digging his sharp talons into the dry earth as he swiftly makes his way down the gorge below.

     

    Furrowing his brow as he could easily detect two figures upon the smooth boulder at the very heart of Ghost flats, clicking his tongue as he would have expected three, it would seem that he would not be the last to join. ‘Obviously Hornetstar would choose to be fashionably late’ rolling his eyes at the thought, but amusement clear in his ember gaze. His large paws pressing firmly into the earth, paw steps echoing loudly throughout the chasm, the harsh winds sounding fainter with the walls of earth and stone buffering them from their wrath. It was oddly silent around him, his breathing ringing loudly in his ears, his heart beating thunderously in his chest, it was odd being at the gathering without his classmates. Seeing the flats so empty felt so isolating for the fiery and sandstone ginger feline. Feathery white whiskers twitching as he wrinkles his nose at the faint smell of stale silt and salt, as the many scents of the usual felines were no longer there to hide the smell. Surprise slipping through his mask at seeing Bluefire being the one of the two upon the boulder.

     

    “Tsk” he sighs with a shake to his cranium, flashing the diluted calico a smirk, “Thought we had this discussion moons ago about sitting on the boulder?” he playfully jabs before easily leaping onto the cold, smooth stone as well. It was odd that Hollystar would miss such a meeting, even though he did not know the Thunderclan leader well, he knew that she would not be the type to miss such a thing without a damn good reason. Looking between the two felines, furrowing his brows as he mentally tries to decide who he would rather sit next to. One look at the irritated form of Wolfstar immediately told Firestar that Bluefire would be a better choice. ‘Better have her between us. Don’t want him killing me for my smart ass mouth,’ he thought before settling down near her, keeping a good distance between them. “Good to see you, Wolfstar. How’s life treating you?” he casually asks, feeling the silence to be deafening. Sighing as he looks around with slight boredom, “Why does it feel like he is always late?” he couldn’t help but question in regards to the whereabouts of Hornetstar. Firestar wanted to get this little power meeting over with as soon as possible.

    #8035
    Hornetstar
    Participant

    HORNETSTAR.

    Though not as far as SkyClan from the Ghostly Flats anymore, since ShadowClan had to relocate camps after the flooding, it was still a fair trek for Hornetstar. He knew having this meeting on such neutral territory would be ideal, especially given the war the five Clans had just raged not so many moons ago, but there was no way Wolfstar and Hollystar didn’t expect Firestar and him to be late. Hornetstar was not leaving earlier than he had to in order to make it to this meeting, so he was going to be late. He had resigned himself to that fact when the leaders had been sending messengers back and forth, deciding on when and where this meeting was to be held.

    As he neared the Ghostly Flats, however, he was pleased to note he really wasn’t all that late. Everyone probably would have preferred it if he had shown up on time, but he only lived to please ShadowClan. They all knew that by now.

    Cresting the slope that led up to the flats, Hornetstar was admittedly surprised to see a more white pelt than solid black one perched on the Smooth Boulder beside what was obviously Firestar and Wolfstar. It would seem Hollystar wouldn’t be joining them, a peculiar happening indeed. This was a very important meeting, one any sane leader would make themselves over their deputies. Had something happened to the black ThunderClan leader?

    Taking his sweet time making his way to everyone else, he stopped at the large gash in the earth to peer down into the gloom at faintly visible waters and rock below. The sight made his pelt crawl, if he was being honest. Receiving his nine lives had been the only time he had gone down there, and would remain so. There just wasn’t something right about communicating with their ancestors who lived in the stars from a hole in the ground. Why would it not be some place closer to the sky? Perhaps StarClan was finally showing their true colors, what with where they chose for the Clans to communicate with them and this new, foreboding prophecy. A prophecy apparently so pressing and important that all but RiverClan’s medicine cat had to receive it in their own nests at night, not while at a meeting in the Mooncave.

    Hornetstar didn’t like any of this one bit, though that wasn’t so obvious as he turned from peering into the Mooncave with a bored look, finally finishing his jaunt to the Smooth Boulder and gracefully climbing atop. “Shall we start referring to you as Bluestar, Kass?” He wondered idly, glancing at the ThunderClan cat from the corner of one of his eyes. They had come to a bit more of an understanding of each other after the fox incident, he felt, but still- They weren’t quite friends yet.

    “Firestar, looking as radiant as ever,” the golden tom chuckled, inclining his head in greeting to the SkyClan leader. Now here was a tom Hornetstar would consider himself friends with, even if hesitantly, still mindful they both had their own Clans to lead. “And, last and least, Wolfstar!” Hornetstar turned with a smug look that had a biting edge to it underneath, green eyes flashing with a silent taunt. “I do hope the neck isn’t giving you problems, yeah? You just wouldn’t get out of my way and, well, I couldn’t have that.”

    Baring his teeth in a mocking sympathetic smile, he languidly took a seat between Wolfstar and the other two leaders, clearly sharing no such reservations about sitting near the WindClan tom. Hornetstar wasn’t looking for a fight, but he wouldn’t complain if he got another chance to test his metal against Wolfstar’s. Something about they grey tom just made the golden one want to drag his face across the stone.

    Lifting a paw up, he inspected his claws before placing it back on the boulder and then glancing down at the Ghostly Flats. “So- StarClan, ominous prophecy, yada yada. What are you all going to do about it, or suggest we all do about it?” He had yet to decide what ShadowClan should do, so he would try his best to remain open to any suggestions the other leaders had.

    #8041
    Tori
    Participant

    – W I S T E R I A S T A R –

    Wisteriastar was agitated. In fact, she was probably well past that point. She was agitated when Hornetstar had told her that the Clan leaders would be meeting at sunrise the night prior, none of which had bothered to send warriors to her to tell her anything about what the occasion was. She had only heard about the circumstances through her mate upon their meeting that night. It bothered the RiverClan warrior greatly that her Clan had been excluded from receiving the prophecy even though the one who gave it to them was Fishtail, a former medicine cat to their Clan, as well as a dear friend of hers. Why would the calico tom have left her out of something that concerns the Clans? She had been agitated when she turned to her nest that night and she had been agitated going to sleep the night before she had made up her mind that she was going to be a part of this meeting as well. There wouldn’t be a rat’s ass of a chance that she was going to let RiverClan be left behind in the trail of the other Clans while they searched for important pieces to their lives as a whole. RiverClan was a part of this, were they not? Excluding them just because Rainysky hadn’t received a vision wouldn’t be any fair at all. The RiverClan leader would liked to have thought that at least one of them would suggest mentioning it to her anyway, though it was clear that the only reason she had any knowledge of it at all was because Hornetstar was her mate and was devoted enough to her to tell her what was really going on. This thought left her far beyond agitated and more along the lines of utterly infuriated. She knew that the Clans couldn’t quite be as whole as they once were after the war, but she didn’t think that they would just be fine at the thought of excluding a Clan altogether.

    The night sky was beginning to lighten and the calico warrior knew that she had to leave camp now or else she really would be cut off from the meeting entirely. She had told Rainysky and Darktorrent that she would be leaving temporarily early in the morning, the circumstances of where she was going and why she was leaving without them. So when she slipped from her den and headed straight for the entrance, her deputy did not try to stop her by questioning where she was going. He knew better than to waste her time with such a foolish question. Her pace was quick as she made her way through RiverClan territory but it was not fast enough for the wind to disturb her sleek pelt or to so much as tussle her whiskers. Despite her urgency and what little time she had to waste, the other leaders would never be allowed to see her unkempt or disheveled. However, much to her dismay, when she did arrive at the ghostly flats, it appeared that she was still the last to arrive. Wolfstar, Firestar, Hornetstar and Ho-… Kass were beginning to settle in. Wisteriastar’s orange eyes immediately honed in on the dilute calico feline. Knowing the circumstances, she was sure they all knew that Hollystar would never miss a meeting this important- especially not if she had been invited. Something must have happened to the black leader. The tip of her tail twitched at the reality of what could very well be a loss of life, but she didn’t dwell on it for long. Or at all, actually. That wasn’t what was at the front of her mind right now.

    The RiverClan leader approached the gathered leaders, narrowing her eyes accusingly at the four of them- moving from Kass to her mate, grazing over the arrogant Firestar before pausing on the unusually ruffled Wolfstar.  “How dare you call a Clan meeting and not include RiverClan,” She spat, arriving just in time to catch Hornetstar’s inquiry, “I sure hope you all weren’t planning on advancing without us.” It was clear that the leader who valued her entire being off of the respect she knew she deserved was highly upset that they had chosen to ignore her right of passage altogether. “If this is about collecting the pieces of the five Clans, RiverClan is a part of that and we will not be left out.”

    #8042
    Wolfstar
    Participant

    W O L F S T A R
    ~WindClan Leader~

    Wolfstar’s eyes narrowed with anxiety as he waited for the feline padding down the path towards him to come into clearer view. Dilute calico. What leader had fur like th- “Kass.” Wolfstar was furious. He tried to swallow the anger, but it was like swallowing foul water that left a disgusting aftertaste. It had to come out. “Why are you here? Where in StarClan’s name is Hollystar?” He demanded, his tail lashing as Kass came closer to the boulder. He fought the urge to shuffle away from her and sit somewhere else. Keeping his cool was quite difficult. The last he had seen of the ThunderClan leader was when he and Desertrose came to visit her camp to ask her to join their alliance even further than before: to aide them in their move to the mountains. Hollystar was very agreeable, while he could tell Kass was completely against it. The deputy was becoming more and more of a problem, and he couldn’t wait for the day that problem was eliminated

    Before Kass could answer, Firestar padded up, interrupting Wolfstar’s anger. Firestar was the leader that Wolfstar never quite knew or understood. He was instantly pathetic in his eyes when the SkyClan leader took ShadowClan and RiverClan’s sides during the battle of the Clans without hearing their side of the story. He had no right to attack. Wolfstar ignored Firestar, turning his head away from the two leaders beside him, not answering Firestar’s greeting and question. Pathetic tom.

    Hornetstar was next, strolling down the pathway like he owned the place, and like he was unaware of how late he was. Wolfstar’s ears twitched when Hornetstar made the comment about calling Kass Bluestar, and he bared his teeth, but didn’t say a word, fear beginning to creep into his mind. If Hollystar was dead…things wouldn’t look so good for WindClan. The WindClan leader took a deep breath to pull himself together, and opened his mouth to begin speaking, but then Hornetstar made a comment that expelled the anger in his belly, hotter than fire. He stood up and unsheathed his claws, his blue eyes blazing, his fur bushing out. “Maybe it’s time I take a life from you.” Hornestar was a laughable leader to Wolfstar, and the thought of watching the blood pooling underneath his body was riveting. He almost jumped at the tom, but stopped at the voice of Wisteriastar. His head snapped to the side to look at her. What in StarClan’s name was she doing here?

    They’re all here to be against you, Wolfstar. They’re planning to get rid of you and WindClan completely.

    Wolfstar’s fur lay flat on his back, his expression going from anger to calm in mere seconds when she joined them on the rock. If they were here to pit against him, he wouldn’t give them the pleasure of seeing him react. He sat back down and wrapped his tail around his body, a laugh escaping his chest. “Ha! We did not exclude you, Wisteriastar. Is it not obvious to you? It was StarClan that excluded you. I recall Startledcrow telling me that Rainysky was not there, which must mean something. Who knows, maybe you’re the cause of all of this? Causing unnecessary trouble seems to be a pattern for you.” His eyes narrowed, stepping over a line that he knew would most likely cause a rouse out of her. “Except this time I don’t see an answer yet. Unlike last time when killing a kit of yours was the answer. Any other kits of yours causing a fuss?”

    Wolfstar turned to look at all the leaders. “The RiverClan leader should not be here. She was not part of this to begin with. If anything, RiverClan is the issue. Maybe we need to get rid of the bad piece to find a better one.

    #8051
    Tyler
    Participant

    A part of Kass was secretly proud that she could cause such a violent reaction from the old leader, she hadn’t even said anything and already was he foaming at the mouth. The calico rolled her eyes, “I’ll fill everyone in when the rest get here. Try not to drool over me in the meantime.”

    Luckily the pair did not have to wait long as Firestar entered behind her not even seconds after she spoke. She didn’t exactly smile at the tom as he entered, but there was a playfulness there behind her eyes, something akin to respect or at least as close the deputy might ever get. She snorted at his remark, “How’s the head? Mine hurt like a bitch for days after.” She admitted with a wince. She let herself get comfy on top of the rock, lowering herself into a laying position lazily and offering a laugh when Firestar criticized Hornetstar’s late arrival.

    As if on cue Hornetstar entered next, that usual bored expression on his face as he leaped up beside her. The name Bluestar suddenly made the deputy nervous, the thought of her mate dying bringing a sickening feeling to her stomach. “Oh, no not ever hopefully. Actually, Hollystar has fallen ill. It’s nothing that is too serious but the symptoms have weakened her enough that Peachblossom herself has confined her to camp. You all know she wouldn’t miss something important as this if she could help it.” She explained. “Any decision that is made or any input from me should be taken as if it was from her.” 

    Hornetstar seemed to go down the line and greet the other two leaders, but his spat with Wolfstar seemed to ignite some sort of fury in the old tom. “Stop that, tonight isn’t about us.” She warned the two toms with a flick of her tail, This is a place of peace, or so your medicine cats kept saying last gathering.” she reminded them with a shrug. If she wasn’t allowed to fight and bicker with them why should they be allowed to? 

    Ah yes, the vision. About to open her mouth an offer her two cents, Wisteriastar entered the cave, blaming them for not inviting her. The deputy made a face at the leader, as if trying to move the blame away from herself. It wasn’t like she had any say in the specifics of the meeting. Wolfstar piped up from his spot like the crotchety old man he tended to be, making the deputy roll her eyes. Didn’t he see that he was outnumbered?

    The ex-rogue cleared her throat, “Last I checked Wolfstar, there were five clans, not four, not three, and certainly not two.” Kass said pointedly from her spot on the rock, nodding at Wisteriastar, “Besides, isn’t the tom who showed them the vision a RiverClan tom?” 

    #8054
    Roach
    Participant

    Firestar

    Ears swirling in the general direction of Hornetstar, hearing the golden tom’s voice at his greeting. Smirking back at the Shadowclan leader, raising a brow in amusement at the other’s joyful tone. “Only for you” he easily jokes back with a small smile on his features. Turning his ember gaze away from Hornet when hearing Kass’s quick reply to his earlier words, a deep chuckle escapes him before he can muffle the sound, faking a wince as he looks at her. “You sure have a hard head” he admits. Shifting and straightening his posture as he was not once to slouch when in the presence of the other leaders, he couldn’t help but feel that in doing so would be disrespectful to the others. ‘Maybe this meeting will be short and simple’ he hopes, but knew that it wouldn’t be possible with Wolfstar and Hornetstar so close in proximity. Right when that thought crossed his mind, did his friend open his mouth, eyes widening in surprise as he curses lowly under his breath. “Oh for the love of Starclan. And I thought I was bad” he mutters, shaking his head in silent exasperation as he watches the large grey and white form of Wolfstar bristle in anger.

     

    The young leader certainly had to admit that Hornet sure had a talent in pissing others off, him included. Running his tongue swiftly over his fangs as he silently watches the two battle over pride and wit, rolling his eyes at the mention of killing the Shadowclan leader. “Been there and done that. Not as satisfying as one would think” he hums out with a casual shrug to his shoulders. Though movement in the corner of his eye quickly catches his attention, sighing through his nose as Wisteriastar’s furious form approaches. “Ah there she is! A little late, but no matter, since we haven’t been able to properly discuss anything” he throws a pointed look over at the two guilty parties. Flashing Wisteriastar a faux look of confusion as she spits out her anger-filled words at having been left out. “Our deepest apologies. I suppose our invitation got lost along the way” his voice dripping like honey as he gives her an almost sincere apology, though his eyes gave away his true feelings on the matter. Firestar couldn’t help but silently agree with Wolfstar’s point, even if it was filled with biased dislike for the calico leader.

     

    One could not ignore the simple fact that Rainysky had not received the same prophecy as the other clans, yet the vague words contradict itself entirely. Why leave out Riverclan when the vision states to find the missing piece to make the clans whole again, as that would most definitely include Riverclan would it not? Snapping his attention quickly over in Wolfstar’s direction, tensing as he could sense the uncontrollable anger radiating from the windclanner. Jaw clenching at the unnecessary jab at Wisteriastar for her kit’s doing in regards to the battle. He barely as able to process Kass’s words about the reasoning behind her appearance and Hollystar’s lack of with all the commotion going on. The ginger tom easily brushes that information to the side, not caring enough for the obsidian molly’s health to pretend. While the bickering continues, Fire couldn’t help but look over at Hornetstar, eyes narrowing as he gives the fellow leader a look. Waiting for the right moment for the smug leader to glance at him before he mouths; ‘Big mouth’ It was clear as day who had told Wisteria of their secret meeting. As only leaders knew about it, they had all agreed to keep it hush hush between ranks.

     

    Not even his deputy knew why he had to leave, as he had only vaguely explained that he had important matters to attend to and that he would be back before sun down. Firestar should have known he would tell her, as the two were certainly close friends, now the SkyClan leader didn’t particularly care if she was here or not, not like him voting for her to be vetoed in would win him any brownie points for her clear dislike towards him. “Yes Wolfstar, you have made your point. Now sit down.” he firmly says, his patience waning thin with them all. “All of you” he commands, letting his gaze settle on Wisteriastar, silently telling her that enough was enough. Clearing his throat as he nods in agreement with Kass, something he thought he would never do. ‘What in Starclan’s name is the world coming to?’ he sarcastically thought. “Now then, since everyone has gotten that out of their system he drawls with another sigh escaping his lips. “It is clear that the prophecy includes all of the clans. The important question is why Rainysky did not receive the vision for Riverclan. Which leads me to this…” trailing of as he once again looks over at Wisteriastar.

     

    His gaze calm and calculating, “Have you or anyone else besides Rainyskys received anything, a sign, vision, or even a feeling from Starclan?” he questions. His mind racing as he couldn’t help but feel that even though Riverclan’s medicine cat did not witness the vision, that maybe Riverclan held another missing piece to the puzzle, if not then they were right back where they started; nowhere.

    #8055
    Hornetstar
    Participant

    HORNETSTAR.

    Hornetstar was wholly unsurprised when Wolfstar got to his paws, unsheathing his claws and spitting words of fury in a threat. And that much was obvious as he sat unflinching, green eyes digging into Wolfstar, as if willing the WindClan leader to do it. Truthfully the grey tom hadn’t even been provoked, if everyone present wanted to get technical. Perhaps the reason Wolfstar had proposed a change to the code at that one Gathering was to soften the current leaders to the idea that the code could be changed, so he could start breaking and amending the code as he so pleased. After all, killing Hornetstar right then and there would be against the code that everyone held so previous. There would be nothing honorable or self-defensive about slaying the golden tom at that moment.

     

    “It’s neutral territory, Kass. It’s only supposed to be a time of peace during a Gathering. I was merely inquiring about his neck, and how it was doing,” he drawled, shrugging a shoulder back at her. She certainly wasn’t shying away from the fact she expected them to pretend she was Hollystar, ordering them to knock it off as she had. All Hornetstar had done was talk. Was talking suddenly a crime? Wolfstar was the one who had threatened to kill him and even went so far as to unsheathe his claws.

     

    The ShadowClan leader snorted as Firestar opened his mouth, rolling his vibrant green eyes. There was plenty more Hornetstar could have said on the subject, and he gladly would have if only to drag this meeting out, to avoid the topic at paw, but Wisteriastar had finally shown up. Unlike the other leaders, he looked relatively neutral to her sudden appearance, shrugging a shoulder when Firestar looked towards him and mouthed something or other. Hornetstar didn’t owe any of these leaders keeping this meeting a secret. His whole Clan already knew he was here, why not his mate and ally, Wisteriastar? Besides, it was hilarious how peeved Wolfstar was at the calico’s appearance.

     

    “Killing kits is all we need to do to keep everyone in line? Why then I vote we start with Wolfstar’s! He was the one who declared the last war, after all.” His tone had started out jovially, mocking, but turned darker towards the end, the hint of a snarl on his lips as he once again stared the grey tom down. “The only one causing a fuss right now is you, Wolfstar. Firestar and Kass are okay with Wisteriastar being here. I for one am not about to unsheathe my claws to chase her off, we have more pressing business after all. If her presence really will be such a bother to you, you know how to get back to WindClan- hopefully.”

    #8083
    Tori
    Participant

    – W I S T E R I A S T A R –

    The calico feline was surprised by Wolfstar’s response, her amber eyes grew wide and the fur on her shoulders rose– she expected a bit of hostility from him, given their previous relationship, but she did not quite expect to see him so clearly slipping before them. His eyes were wild, unfocused, and if anything just plain mad. It appeared as though the WindClan leader was quickly becoming someone else and the Wolfstar they had known for so long was no longer himself. The grey and white tom she knew a season ago never would have dared to suggest killing someone’s kit, no matter the scenario. Even when he had come to her to speak about Pantherstorm, taking his life was not something he had ever suggested to solve the upcoming dangers. Surprisingly, instead of spitting right back at him, Wisteriastar relaxed and kept herself together. This tom was no longer someone she knew. He didn’t deserve her respect. He would not be allowed to penetrate her barrier and to get under her pelt. The RiverClan leader didn’t respond to Wolfstar’s jabs. If anything, perhaps she was beginning to pity the senile tom. How depressing it must be to fall, she thought. It was a level of pathetic that she was far above and she wasn’t going to lower herself to interacting with him any longer. However, when Hornetstar piped up in a mocking snarl, suggesting that if anyone’s kits’ lives were to be taken that it should be Wolfstar’s, Wisteriastar fixed him with a stern look, as if to scold him. “To suggest taking the life of someone’s kit merely to make a point is a heinous level of ugly that you are no where close to being,” She told him pointedly. 

    Kass and Firestar’s welcoming mannerisms made her feel more at ease. The warm reception from the ThunderClan deputy especially seemed to appeal to their meeting. Despite Wolfstar’s aggression, it seemed as though she was welcome here after all as a Clan leader. But then Firestar was puffing out his chest and acting like he was going to take control of their meeting, ordering them all to pipe down from the argument the WindClan leader tried to spur. Things were just fine, no one was out of control, she thought to herself, scoffing and rolling her eyes as she settled down on her haunches. The SkyClan leader was addressing her once again and she met his dark amber eyes as he questioned her as to whether or not Rainysky had received anything from StarClan. “No, he has not.” She told the maine coon tom, “Though he has expressed his willingness to work with the other medicine cats during this time. He and Darktorrent have been discussing things with our elders, I’m waiting to hear back from them upon my return though I am hopeful to receive good news.”

    #8099
    Wolfstar
    Participant

    W O L F S T A R
    ~WindClan Leader~

    Wolfstar snapped his head towards Kass to reply, but the movement felt like an icicle pierced through his skull. No, not here. Not now! He willed the pain of the headache to go away, finding himself becoming detached from the real world as he could only concentrate on the sharp piercing rooted deep in his mind. He tried to keep himself from squeezing his eyes to shut the rest of them away, not wanting to look weak in front of them. Instead, he unsheathed his claws and scraped the cold stone beneath him, holding his breath until the pain passed. He chose to ignore Kass’ and Firestar’s demands for him to hush and sit down, not wanting to rile up the pain in his mind more than it already was.

    However, when Hornetstar suggested killing one of his kits, Wolfstar bushed up the fur along his neck and faced the ShadowClan leader. His blue eyes were strikingly blue in the dark concave, and they bore directly into Hornetstar’s. His upper lip lifted in a snarl. “You even so much as look at one of my kits, I will flay your pelt. And of course you’re not going to chase her off, you two are practically mates.” Wolfstar spat, sitting back down and looking away from Hornetstar, willing himself to calm down once the headache pain started to creep back from the back of his head. 

    Wolfstar calculated his thoughts for a moment before shrugging. “Fine. Join in. But StarClan knows I didn’t invite you.” His tail tip lashed. “Startledcrow has no idea on what the dream could have meant, and it’s no wonder neither of you do too. But I have a lead that could possibly take us to the answer of their riddle.” He smirked, his fur once again completely flat against his skin. He enjoyed possibly knowing something the other leader’s didn’t. “Startledcrow described an incredibly large, yellow monster that ripped things from the ground. I know what kind of monster he’s talking about. I wasn’t born yet when the Clan’s moved, but I was part of the WindClan patrol to journey back to our former territories to see if it was really gone. We didn’t make it all the way over there, but I did see those monsters along the way. The Twolegs were clearing out the forest and putting wood down that looked like the wooden planks on the abandoned Twoleg den that used to be our camp. We assumed they were building new Twolegs nests or something. I don’t know about Twolegs picking up cats and stuffing them into bags or anything, but I do know what those monsters do.” Speaking about the patrol that he was part of made him relax, remembering the times with his friends Toxicshard and Sagewillow. If only Sagewillow had made it back…she would have been a senior warrior by now. Wolfstar shook away the memories and looked at the leader’s. “Maybe StarClan is warning us those monsters are coming here? But that doesn’t make sense with the prophecy they gave the medicine cats.”

    #8185
    Roach
    Participant

    Firestar

    He didn’t have the energy to get in the middle of their little dispute no longer, a dull aching throb was already forming in the back of his skull at their insufferable bantering. Course he shouldn’t expect anything less with how much Hornetstar and Wolfstar loathed one another, but even the hotheaded Skyclan leader knew that now was not the time to spew out their anger when there are more important issues to discuss. Settling back more comfortably on his haunches, his long feathered tail wrapping neatly over his large ginger paws. The tip of his tail flicking slightly as the only indicator of his irritation, turning his gaze to the side, studying the crevices of the dried earth several down below. Faint silver glow could be seen sleeping through the cracks as an reminder what laid below unseen. Slowly turning his ember hues gaze back towards the four fellow felines around him, the tense atmosphere slowly dwindling as Wolfstar gets on track to the real reason why they were all there.

    Frowning as Firestar could see just how stressed and worn down the senior leader looked, he certainly hadn’t missed the crazed look that would flicker over him every once in a while. Though he was not close to the Windclan leader, he always respected him, and he hated to see such a leader crumble from within. Mentally shaking himself back into reality, ears twitching in the grey and white Tom’s direction, letting each word caress his ears as he takes it in. Sighing silently to himself as the yellow metal beasts were mentioned once more, his mind wandering to how Speckledpaw had described her vision. To see such death and destruction would put a toll on just about anyone, especially when one can’t physically do anything about it. “So they are destroying our homes to make more homes for them” Firestar states with a huff, why should that surprise him? “If it’s true that those yellow beasts are coming for our homes, what makes Starclan believe we can stop it if they couldn’t all those years ago” his voice lowering to a whisper, nothing was making sense. Yes, he understood that yellow two leg contraption was bad, but how would finding a missing piece bring them all together.

    “Starclan needs to stop with the damn riddles” he snarks, flicking a small pebble away with a simple swipe of his paw. Ears twitching at the echoing clank of the small stone bouncing off the boulder. Glaring irritatedly at the smooth stone beneath him, brows furrowed as he tries to think back to his conversation with Speckledpaw only a few days prior. Searching through his memory for anything that particularly stood out to him besides the metal destroyers. Suddenly his large cranium snaps upwards as he glances at them all, “Speckledpaw had mentioned a name, one that I do not particularly recognize but maybe one of you do” Firestar states, only pausing for a brief moment.Cloudstar. She said Cloudstar had been there in the vision. Now I believe Cloudstar was one of the founder leaders of where we live today, but I do not know which clan Cloudstar lead, except that it wasn’t Skyclan” he reveals, studying each individual before him, wondering if the name would ring any bells.

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