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Doetuft heard the call and flickered her ears, in annoyance, frustration she didn't know but nonetheless the tabby molly stood up on her legs and moved slowly towards the ledge that Dawnstripe, or was she Dawnstar now? was screaming from. The blind cat sat down, not too far away but not too close either, her green eyes narrowing despite their inability to see anything that their were narrowing at. Would this just be their leader asserting her position or would something - that should had happened at the meeting where Icestar's death had happened - useful actually be done? Unable to help herself though her ears were turning and looking for any of her family, Frosty or even Buddardpaw if he bothered to show up. She doubted the sleepy apprentice would in all truth.

At the sound of their leader's call, Bisonkit shot up from his nest in the nursery. He'd never been to a formal meeting before (probably because he wasn't nearly old enough, but that never stopped anyone else, now did it?) and his pelt prickled with unsuppressed excitement! In a few quick strides, the hefty ticked tabby kitten made his way out into the clearing with the rest of his clanmates. For all the sprightliness he was feeling, the energy in the clearing was incomparable. There was a sense of unease exuding from the cats in the crowd, especially the older ones. Peering around, the kitten searched the group for a possible object of all the negative energy. One quick sweep of his sage eyes and he landed on the one who called the meeting: Dawnstar. There was something about her... Flicking his ear and cocking his head in curiousity, Bisonkit padded forward further into the crowd, squeezing his way past cats.

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