The half moon rose in the sky, as if signaling for the rogue group to begin their journey. "The moon strikes midnight. It is time for the reborn Bloodclan to reign. Let us set out, but remember when we are gathering more cats, impoliteness," Thistleclaw said,"marks you as a fool, for it takes away from you an advantage and gives you nothing in return. On the other hand, excessive meekness and modesty may make others distrust you and suspect you of being a schemer not worthy of their confidence. Remember, be aware of how you ask them." He stood up, padding towards the endless moor in front of them. Hailfrost sighed contently and followed after him, and silent footsteps of Pine, Winter, and Exodus indicated they were behind.