☾ ShadowClan ☾ The Wily and Proud |☾ ☼ ϟ ≈ ☁|

Cardinalblaze looked at Cedarstar as he righted himself into a more serious stance. Now, he could do a more formal report. "There's flooding damage all througout the territory. I sent Burninghope, Hazelblaze, and Vipertooth out to scout out the severity of it more thoroughly. Snowdance had cleared Hazelblaze for duty. She was adamant she go along, so I let her." He admitted, before he seemed to force himself to remain sitting straight up. Shaking away his tiredness, he rasped. "Racconmask is sick and weak, but she is recovering, and alive. Snakesong miraculously kitted on the trek to the Skyclan border, and all of her kits survived and are healthy, and so is she. It was... I'd never seen such determination before, like the pain was nothing to her." He admitted softly, before he shook away the distraction again.

"Stormfury was our only loss... besides..." He trailed off, silently referring to Moonpetal as he looked sadly at his leader's injuries. He wanted nothing more than to see Cedarstar unharmed. Starclan, he already had so many burns. Why did he need this awful reminder too. "I'm so sorry, Cedarstar. About the Moonstone. About what happened. I want to begin advanced battle training for all our Clanmates, apprentices and Warriors both. These prey-maulers are only getting worse. I think this might be the best way to be ready." He admitted.

Cedarstar couldn't help but feel a twinge of surprise from everything Cardinalblaze reported. Raccoonmask was sick? Snakesong had kitted? He actually felt grateful that Stormfury was the only lost. StarClan knew they typically had more when disaster struck. He made a mental note to go congratulate Snakesong at some point.

The mention of the Moonstone tightened Cedarstar's face. Prey maulers. Moonpetal's death. His son's injury. His own injures felt numb, because all he felt was tired. I went there to get answers, he thought with a slow blink. And I can't even get that. How was he supposed to look to the moon like Snowdance's prophecy instructed if he couldn't reach the Moonstone? How was he supposed to understand his visions if StarClan was out of reach? Cedarstar pushed the thoughts away with a deep breath. "Advanced battle training is a good idea." He flicked his ear twice and glanced toward the elder's den. His father was sitting outside it, ever watchful of him. "Get my father to help. The whole Clan should know his techniques." Cedarstar turned and spotted Cliffheart eating outside the medicine den with an impatient Spiderbite sitting beside him. He didn't take his eyes off his former mentor, but he spoke to Cardinalblaze. "I need to call the Clan together. Is that it?"

Pinekit scooted away from his siblings, looking up at Songbreeze skeptically. "Everyone says that Stormfury used to be in Windclan. How do we know he's not stuck in Windclan's Starclan. Maybe he can't see us at all."

Hailkit's fur puffed as he started to get more upset. "Pinekit! Don't say that! Featherkit was right, you don't need to be mean."

Brightening at Cedarstar's permission to proceed with his idea, he nodded quickly. "I'll ask him as soon as I can. It'll be great to get his wisdom for this." He blinked once, before dipping his head. "That's the most of it. The entire Clan worked together to get to higher ground. I... I couldn't be prouder to be their Clanmate, and their deputy. Your deputy." He suddenly seemed to avert his eyes awkwardly, swallowing. "We should probably both rest after this Clan meeting. Littlemoon swatted some sense into me. I ah... we're no use this tired." He half pleaded, mostly wanting Cedarstar to rest more than himself.

Cardinalblaze waited for the leader to pull his way up the rock. He quickly reminded himself he now had a protocol for this. He quickly padded to his spot at the foot of the rock, looking out at his clanmates instead of up at Cedarstar. He swallowed down his nerves, trying to imitate the composure he saw from both Falcontalon and Cloudscar.

Brittlefoot padded out of the nursery, looking up as Cedarstar called a clan meeting.

Spiderfang and Goldberry paused their conversation, moving to gather at Cedarstar’s call.

The rest of my cats gathered.

(Anyone can join in and sit next to my cats!)

Shortcloud, Cinderspeck, and Sandflower gathered.

Cranekit looked at the other kits from a corner in the nursery. It was almost time for him to become an apprentice, but the discuss they were having about Stormfury had him upset. He didn't want to get involved.

Brittlefoot made his way silently to Shortcloud's side, offering her comfort and silently requesting some from her as well. Simply being near her made it easier to just stop and breathe the stress away. Stormfury's death had shaken the Clan, and he could tell that Cedarstar was far more shaken up too. Which meant, he surely had to have just now seen that his body had been brought back to camp. Brittlefoot looked up with an unreadable expression in his eyes.

Cloudscar's ears perked at the sound of Cedarstar's voice. He had stayed in the elder's den for much of the time since the announcement of Stormfury's death.. From his nest, he could just see Stormfury's dark grey tail, wrapped around himself as if he were sleeping. Cloudscar had only briefly paid his respects when the patrol brought back the body, not wanting to make too much of a stir over his grief for his son.

We should have had more time. He thought StarClan, I finally got to have time with my kin here, in my home, and you've taken him from me. From his mate. From his kits.

His eyes drifted to the nursery. Poor Cherryvine. The former deputy hadn't been able to bring himself to visit his son's mate and kits yet, unsure of how to behave around them. He had no right to the grief that tore at his chest like a fox's claw, not officially. The clan didn't know that he owned his place here to Northstar. That he'd once fallen in love with a WindClan she-cat and now it was their son that lay dead before him.

Oh Swallowfeather He sighed inwardly to his mate - a habit he'd picked up in the moons since her death - Keep an eye on him for me, would you?

Pulling himself out of his nest, he padded quietly outside and sat down again just next to the elder's den entrance. He curled his tail around his paws and did his best to keep his eyes fixed ahead and his head as high as he could manage.

Shortcloud pressed against Brittlefoot in a silent form of support. Now wasn't the time to start a conversation, though she was curious about what had happened in the nursery with him and his sister. Instead, she followed his gaze to Cedarstar.

Cinderspeck flicked his ear and nodded to Vipertooth in acknowledgement. He looked a bit uneasy seeing Cedarstar ascend Clan Rock; the leader never seemed to do so with good news in mind.

Cedarstar waited for the Clan to gather, his ear flicking rapidly twice as he feared his exhaustion would make him a fool to his clanmates. He took a deep breath as most cats settled in. First things first. He wanted these SkyClan cats out of his camp. "Sandflower, Lionscorch, and Ferretclaw. You'll be escorting Cliffheart and Spiderbite back to SkyClan. Lavendersky is dying and I will not deny Cliffheart the chance to say goodbye."

Cliffheart wolfed down the rest of his frog, by Cedarstar's tone, he knew it was time to go. He stood and stumbled a bit, but Spiderbite was beside him. Disgust from watching Cliffheart eat the frog was plastered on Spiderbite's face. Cliffheart ignored him. He kept his head down as he started to walk through his clanmates. He didn't want to see the way they looked at him.

(Cloning Lion!)

Lionscorch stood to his paws without a word at Cedarstar’s order, his eyes drooping with calm sympathy for Lavendersky’s plight. Every cat knew how important she was to Skyclan, and he knew this was a highly important task. He glanced at Sandflower and Ferretclaw, before he slipped over towards Cliffheart and Spiderbite.

“Oh, Starclan…” Lynxdapple murmured softly, saddened at yet another instance of death amongst the Clans. Lavendersky was dying?

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Ferretclaw looked at Spiderbite when he name was called for the patrol. He nodded slightly and stood to make his way towards the Skyclan medicine cat. This certainly was a dark day for both Shadowclan and Skyclan if Lavendersky was on her death bed.

Frigidshard glanced at the Shadowclan warriors joining them, flashing them a smile as he waited to leave. "You got it Spiderbite. We're all going to get back to Skyclan in one piece."