- Stormheart frowns slightly in worry as Bearstar paces back and forth. The leader had practically worn himself thin, and she had a feeling that the cold drizzle was not helping the mood. What decision was made here, could lead to some problems, or some healing for the clan. Blackpelt, the former deputy, had been missed since the badger had killed him. Some in the clan had wanted Bearstar to send a patrol after the badger, others hadnt.
With a faint sigh, her green gaze flits over to Wolfrunner for a moment. Neither of them had gotten any sleep, and worry radiated from the tom. Stormheart returns her gaze to Bearstar, standing at his other side, but a respectful distance away. Sleep pulled at her eyelids, but she wouldnt be sleeping today probably. Too many things to do.
Featherpaw's ear twitches at the call from the leader. What could Bearstar be wanting to discuss...? Probably the issue with the badger and Blackpelts death. That had been the talk of the clan as of late anyways. So, the silver she-cat wastes no time in clambering out of her nest. Sparing a moment, she stretches her paws forward, before arching her back. Satisfied, Featherpaw slips from the apprentices den to hear what the decision would be.
Redwillow's eyes slowly blink open at the sound of the leaders call. With a faint grunt, she pushes herself to her paws, managing to peer out of the den. Even just that small movement taxed out her energy, so she moved no closer but he would be able to hear whatever Bearstar had to say well enough.
