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High Rank Announcement [#hrannouncement]

Thrushfur ໒꒱

As he sat down next to the deputies on the damp rock. Pikestar immediately provided a head start once the announcements launched. He could only make out a few short, subtle remarks from Pikestar because the rain washed out most of what he heard the Riverclan leader say. But he was able to grasp the essence of everything. Riverclans medicine cat is now recognised by their entire name, which causes an inward celebration. New warriors, blah blah blah, and then something ignited the lingering boredom in his heart. He arched an invisible brow to observe that Riverclan, not them, had been the source of this small border dispute (which was a relief). As Pikestar happened to apologize, he maintained a vacant face, hoping that no specific kinds of battles wouldn't break out as a result of this blunder. His eyes darted to Pikestar, who was attentively listening with his pricked ears and damp feathery fur. He maintained a stale expression while discussing this. Sundust would most definitely take care of their injured warrior, if Thunderclan was not the cause of mayhem between the clans. Then wrath was irrelevant. Simultaneously Windclan had also been confronted with issues. His gaze slid down to some of the feline faces below, stopping on an orange and white cat with a noticeably agitated appearance. His perceptive mind saw this as he examined the two of them with his piercing blue eyes.

Returning his focus back to Twilightstar. A queen mistreating her kit? He couldn't just come out and admit it was wrong, though. Everyone was aware that it was unethical to maintain a pattern of mistreatment toward a cat that hasn't merited the name 'paw He was a familia cat and he felt empathy with Twistedpaw. Especially to witness the harm that older cats inflict on the young. Do they have any regard for coming generations? Claiming that the clans' current existence is solely a result of future generations' capacity for wise decision-making. And if they didn't, mayhem was sure to break out at some point. He made a vague throat clearing motion. There was Dawnstar amid all the leaders positioned atop the Seastones. In the dismal weather, her scarred, rustled brown pelt seemed dark but still so lively. The leader of the Shadowclan continued to make pronouncements about her clan, but his attention was drawn to her closing remarks. Well, Dawnstar was a highly capable leader who was barely older than Twilightstar. He was probably trying to figure this out, but Dawnstar sure was shrewd. Dawnstar was correct, though; if no cat in her clan had the necessary abilities to serve as deputy, she was free to act as she pleased. Even though Starclan may not agree, how was a clan supposed to function if one of its high-ranks failed to carry out their duty properly? Dawnstar of course made that possible.

His attention was drawn to Sootfur when he said that Dawnstar didn't adhere to the warrior code. Was the warrior code ever practiced by her? Did she even adhere to Starclan code? If she didn't, it wouldn't be shocking. Looking to Sparrowstar in the hope that she would act, she wished to put an end to Sootfur's reckless behavior, and she did so. Nobody in the forest had the power to manage Dawnstar and her practices, and they couldn't make a leader follow any other rules. Dawnstar was a wonderful example of a leader who did not follow disorder and was not blind. He was there, and the event was so abrupt, not to mention the Redfur incident and her kits. Death was not uncommon, yet it touched those who could and would be impacted by it. There were only a few minor loud scuffles here and there as they proceeded through the crowd smoothly. And as was to be expected, Dawnstar answered right away. Shadowclan followed her lead and ganged up against Sootfur, he didn't want to seem biased in this scenario. His muscles clenched as he felt blood rush through his bloodstreams, knowing that one of his clanmates was in peril. Despite how enticing Dawnstar's words were, her aura was undoubtedly menacing. Her remarks resounded throughout the crowd.

Making Thunderclan appear to be hypocrites in her eyes—which, of course, they were. That reality was indisputable to him. Starclan selects those to lead clans, not the clans themselves. Clan leaders have complete control over how their clans are run; none of them wish to see their clan go extinct while they are in charge. Thunderclan was given the ludicrous nickname of squirrels, yes we climb trees but we don't eat nuts! He let out a tiny snarl to calm himself down and smooth up his fur (despite the rain already flattening his fur). The clans were prepared to go once that was accomplished. Thrushfur could only snort dismissively as Sootfur clung to her side like a kitten as a result of Sparrowstar. His fur jittered as he nodded in submission. Hopping off the Seastones cautiously to make sure that every Thunderclan cat was coming with him. He definitely expended a lot of mental energy at that meeting.