First rays of Moonlight {6/9 Meeting}

[Wisteriastar]

WISTERIAGAZE See me in a new light Wisteriastar would take one breath, then two as she sat within her den. Her nerves were getting to her because this was the first meeting she would ever call, the first she would have to do alone now that Moonstar was gone. Wist hated how her gut twisted uncomfortably at the thought of sitting where the first leader had as if officially replacing him after all this time. And to make matters even worse, now Mothdust was missing too. It seemed that with each passing day, her leadership seemed more and more like a bad omen despite Astralclan giving her their blessing. Wisteriastar shook her head, as if doing so would wipe away all of the thoughts swirling around her head like gnats, and finally move to leave her den. She calmed a little, seeing her clanmates going about their day-to-day duties, and clinging to that sense of calm she would turn and leap unto the large boulder that would serve as her calling place. It had been Moonstars' favorite place to call meetings, the moss that grew over the large rock glowing softly in the pale light of the cave. Almost as if answered some call from the glow-worm's light overhead. "All cats old enough to hunt beneath the moon, gather around the Glowing Boulder for a clan meeting!" Her serene voice would give away none of her insecurities as it echoed as a siren's call throughout the camp, and as she waited, Wisteriastar only hoped that she wouldn't mess this up. Female - 18 Moons - Warrior - speech

[quietseed]

One ear flicks backwards at Wisteriastar's call, and Quietseed stirs from their current place hunched over a pile of catmint. With a stalk clutched between their jaws the dark-furred healer turns their head, casting a wary silver eye on the shaken molly, and makes a small noise of thought. She'd be announcing Mothdust's disappearance then, wouldn't she? Though they refuse to show it, Quietseed is incredibly troubled by their sister's vanishing act. Distressed, almost. To make matters worse, Obsidianglare has been parading around as if he'd ever cared for her, not her reputation, and twice now Quietseed has resisted the urge to slip a deathberry into his mouse (because unfortunately, he is the type who would notice).

Placing the catmint stalk back with its brethren, Quietseed ducks out of the medicine den and takes their usual place in these meetings - towards the front and left of the audience, close by Milkspeckle, in case Wisteriastar requires their expertise during the meeting. Privately, they hope that she does not.

[palecloud]

ive fallen in love

Palecloud of Lunarclan|| she/her || single

There was no way it was going to get easier. From hearing Moonstars' voice up there for so long, since she was a kitten really, to now it being one of her best friends? It was strange, almost unreal in a way, and Palecloud wondered if Wisteriastar felt the same. The young lilac tabby looked up from where she lay by the warriors' den, shourded in the shadow of the den as she so liked it and tilted her head to the side. A meeting! Right, that was important with- everything that had gone on in the last few moons. Palecloud still couldn't wrap her mind around Moonstar just- being gone. Just like that, like they had never had a life to begin with. Whatever they had faced, it was grand and no one was safe. Speech

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[Milkspeckle]

Milkspeckle was distracted by counting the herbs and checking them over for signs of decay when he heard the call of Wisteriastar and jerked upright from where he hunched over the borage. Blinking wide eyes in the light of the glowing lichen, he hurried out of the medicine den and sat near Quietseed with a kind smile directed at them both. He knew it had to be important but he hated leaving his patients unattended for any amount of time just in case they grew even more sick in the time he was gone. Still, he made sure to show none of his worry to the young leader, not wanting her to think that he didn't have full faith in her. He did! Of course he did, he was just a worrywart. He did his best to remain still despite wishing he could tippy-tap with his front paws as he waited for the meeting to begin.

[Quietmist]

She-cat - 25 moons - She/her - Warrior of Lunarclan - Apprenticing: None

Who would have thought the shy cat she had befriended and gotten to talk alongside Quilldusk would be the one calling a meeting from the large boulder once occupied by their former leader in which Wisteriastar now held that position. Quietmists heart sang with some pride for her friend before she focused more knowing this might be nerve wracking as it is and also quite serious because of what has happened within the clan as of late, and so the she-cat took up a spot near to Palecloud and looked up to Wisteriastar ready to listen and volunteer if needed.


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