[Doom]

@~Northern_Lights~ | @Empress Of Evil | @Charmer | @~Warriorsfsn101~

Dawnfrost rolled her eyes in amusement at Owflame’s comment, a loud purr rolling within her chest. It was expected to hear a reply like that from her, and while she wanted to start up one of their natural sarcastic conversations, Dawnfrost figured this was neither the time nor place. They’ll have plenty of time to bicker after the meeting. So, with a dismissing flick of her striped tail, Dawnfrost focused her attention on Auroraflame, who finally arrived as if on cue with Owlflame’s words. The energy of the clearing seemed to change the moment she entered, silencing any shifty movements and capturing the attention of everyone. The rules were immediately set as she began speaking, and Dawnfrost nodded along in acknowledgement and acceptance of these rules. There was nobody Dawnfrost would invite to these meetings other than the gorgeous silvery feline already sitting beside her. Her social circle was rather low, so there shouldn't be a problem with keeping these meetings on the downlow. As the deputy continued, Dawnfrost swallowed hard at the mention of fighting. She just got out of a fight and now she has to be prepared to for another one? Her eyes went pale as flashbacks from the war returned to her mind. Her tightening claws dug uncomfortably into the earth, but luckily her tail was curled over them to hide her discomfort. Of course she’d fight if she had to, and this time it may be for a better cause, but was more violence really the answer to all of this? They were called the peacemakers for a reason, right? When she thinks of peace, fighting certainly does not come to mind. Dawnfrost wanted to chime in first, but the tom across from her beat her to it.

She was disappointed in his feedback, for it was a little more on the obvious side, rather than an idea. Owlflame joined in after him, repeating her exact thoughts on Oakheart’s opinion. She stared at her for a moment, drawn to the assertiveness in her voice. It was the first time she’d heard her speak like that. Their previous conversations weren’t serious at all, so naturally, Dawnfrost was almost taken aback by it. She had to force herself out of the trance, blinking a few times to clear her thoughts. Figuring she should join in on the conversation, Danwfrost opened her white maw, ready to give her opinion, but when nothing came out, she froze. There was something she wanted to say, but for the time being, she forgot. No, no no...not now! Dawnfrost suddenly cursed under her breath while the others conversed. It was her forgetfulness again, back to play mischievous games on her. Her thick tail patted at the ground a few times as she tried to remember, but nothing came up. As Owlflame continued and shared her thoughts, fighting was brought up, and it all rushed back to her. “Oh!” She suddenly exclaimed, ears perked. Her pelt heated with embarrassment at how sudden and obvious her realization was. Clearing her throat nervously, Dawnfrost regained her elegance. “Pardon me, I just remembered something,” Once she was able to gather the attention of the group, she continued. “Well, does all of this really have to end in violence? Surely we’re all civilized enough to have a peaceful discussion about all of this?” The blank stares of all cats worsened the heat coming off her pelt. “I mean, we’re capable of having peaceful gatherings every full moon. Perhaps, if we gathered enough fellow peacemakers, we could all join forces and have a mature discussion...surely there’s more cats from other Clans seeking peace, too, right?” The umber begnal left her input there, intrigued and nervous to hear the responses of the other felines. Her idea was very bold, but Auroraflame did insist on hearing all ideas, even the crazy ones. Dawnfrost held her posture straight, almost forgetting the breathe as the silence lingered.