High Rank Announcement [#hrannouncement]
This forest was so different from the pine forest, it reminded her immensely of ThunderClan's territory. The trees, their knotted arms rose ever upwards, draped in fragile, thin leaves instead of the sharp, prickle pine needles. Hares were scampering away from her ahead, and if she wasn't so sleeping deprived she would have hunted them. The morning stars were shining like silver snowflakes, slowly drifting out of sight as the sun rose to dawn a new day. The peace of the morning was soul-soothing, or would be if it wasn't so bright.
The built-up tension within the ShadowClan leader had depleted itself the further she got the clan away from the dogs. The molly didn't bother stifling the growling yawn that escaped her maw as she brought her clan to an old run-down Thunderpath. Once in a blue moon, a monster might pass it, but the path was so bad it was pretty much gravel. She had to take a long way around since she hadn't trusted the twoleg bridge to hold her clan's weight. Dawnstar padded across the old Thunderpath, occasionally glancing over her shoulder to make sure her clan was keeping up with her, or down to make sure that Roankit was still right where she left him.
Once across the path, the feline passed through some bushes and straight into a forest glade. It's been a bit since she's been here and she reminded herself to go and set fresh scent markers later. A few old dens were scattered around the clearing, they'd need to be patched up, and probably enlarged, and fresh moss would need to be found for bedding. The enormous she-cat parted her maw and breathed in the faint scent of fox and badger. She'd added search for predators to her list and sent out hunting patrols.
Strolling up to the base of a large tree that sat in the middle of the clearing, Dawnstar looked up with a disgruntled snarl and then dropped her amber eyes down to where she assumed Roankit would be. "I've got work to do, little creep, so you can either go lay down in one of the dens if you're tired, go find your siblings, or wait at the base of the tree," Dawnstar advised her grandson and then unsheathed her huge claws. Bunching her powerful muscles, she jumps upwards, digging her claws into the trunk of the tree and climbing up, settling on a low branch.
Crouch down, balancing on her haunches and using her hind claws to keep her grip, Dawnstar pushed hard off the branch and thrust herself upwards with her front paws outstretched reaching for the branch above her head. If the limb hadn't been as sturdy as it was, it would have broken underneath the huge feline's weight as she hauled her hindquarters up and onto the branch. Dawnstar waited a few seconds for the branch to finish complaining and then finally settle before she stood on it and turned to face the front of the clearing.
"ShadowClan gather for a clan meeting." Dawnstar knew her clan was exhausted, but with this twoleg business, she's been skipping out on clan meetings, they were long overdue for one. She had cats to officially introduce to the clan and new apprentices to add to their few numbers. If her cats were that tired they could rest in the clearing while she spoke. After this, she'd start ordering patrols out. They had a lot of work to do.
