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How cats felt mattered little to Brokenstar. What he cared for was the words - the step forward needed to initiate change.

"Then it's settled." His icy gaze lingered on Ghostblaze for just a moment. The presence of the dark warrior had not been lost to him, but Brokenstar did not care where one's allegiance laid in death. He had opened this up to all spirits because it impacted everyone. The darkness, the light, the haze. "Let this be our covenant - a treaty between all paths, to restore the dignity of death. Here, we shall stand united on one front."

Where they stood held the thinnest veil between life and death. On their side of the Starcave, where leaders claimed lives and their medicine cats received omens. Though the reach of the sky was limitless, this held the strongest connection.

If cats wished to petition for a life anew, it seemed only natural it be hosted here.

"Now, we need to determine.."

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[ @Poprock, @perseus., @naiad, @marshall, @Jester, @Lillian, @Starfall, @dino. ]

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Things had been decently promising so far.

When Brokenstar had warned Thrushstar about the collapse, he had expected the same old, same old. Though Cindersky and Sparrowflight might have made some attempt to keep the Clan together, his concern stemmed by how.. Unmotivated, they'd been, to push the Clan forward.

Being a leader was more than ceremonies and patrols. It was more than just building relationships with one's charges. To be a leader, one needed to build upon the Clan meaningfully. In Brokenstar's day, he strove to make ThunderClan the strongest in the forest - and painted the sands red with RiverClan blood.

Both Cindersky and Sparrowflight's lasting impact ended with the cove victory. After that, they lost their drive for the Clan's future.

So, color him impressed that Thrushstar was trying to handle the challenge he was given. He really ought to send more curveballs at the living, apparently, though meddling was not something he relished in. Ideally, Brokenstar wanted nothing to do with them - but he refused to stand by while they destroyed themselves.

"Wardens," his voice radiated along the walls, booming across stone. This coined rank was satisfying - an accurate term to describe their role. "We need to speak."

[ @Poprock, @perseus., @naiad, @marshall, @Jester, @Lillian, @Starfall, @dino. ]

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☄. *. ⋆ Ghostblaze

The large warrior slipped from the shadows at the call of Brokenstar, humming in slight disinterests at whatever may be spoken about. He was watching Windclan from the dark shadows he called his home as flames consumed the camp. Did he feel bad? to an extent yes but also that place hadn't been his home for many moons so he just watched it with interests to see how the leader would handle with the fire and he had even watched as she was killed in the fight by some stupid rouge which quickly changed his thoughts on the leader of being strong.

His intense gaze flickered to Brokenstar, giving a simply tail flick in greeting as he stayed near the shadows as he awaited for the rest of the wardens to come.

@Poprock, @Jester, @naiad, @marshall, @BEAR., @Lillian, @Starfall, @dino.

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