A silent form regarded the discord with a mere flick of her tail, calm turquoise eyes, and a level-head. By the looks of it, tensions would be high today, but Streamspell wouldn't let herself lose her head unless the reason was plausible. She lay dormant for a moment more, still in the area where the second meeting was held, surveying the commotion with a calculating mien adorning her narrow face. Removing herself from the unforgiving soil in a single movement, she whisked her feathered tail sideways and meandered over to Buzzardflight with a swoop of her chiseled blue-gray head. "Afternoon, Buzzardflight. I realize a patrol is about to be sent out and all, but would it be alright if I made a solo hunting trip instead?" In no rush, she hunkered down into an upright sitting position and draped her plumed, white-tipped tail neatly over her dainty paws. Bracing herself for a decline on the matter, she angled her vision just to the side of the long haired tabby's saffron gaze-- being unskillful at meeting a cat's gaze.
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