Oh ho ho?
A meeting, a talk of all the important cats in the stars and dark about the ~fate of the afterlife~ in the wake of all these.... Changes. It rang of desperate scrambling of those who'd lost the plot and their power. It rang of opportunity.

It rang of a place perfect for Silverfox!

The barriers were back up certainly, separating the light and dark once more (booo, Silverfox had been having so much fun with the lack) but certain barriers were not, so, without further ado and completely ignoring the fact that he had NOT been a warden less then a week ago, the tom joined the throng. No one had stopped him from casting judgement, from drawing power from the void between the stars to decide a cats fate after all, and though someone might comment and raise hell he doubted that there was anyone to really stop him. If there was they already wouldve, after all.
Something had changed, and the opportunistic fox was here to take advantage.


Oh it was just SO much fun! A more interesting event then had occurred in AGES, and that was saying something given the barrier dropping had been a sort of peak entertainment.

Would they yell? Argue? Plan their next steps?
Would Silverfox be met with disgust? Pleasure? Claws or raised voices? Or would the wardens be so disorganized they'd just not notice they were now numbered one more.
Really the tom didnt care which reaction he'd get (the benefit of being dead was there were few real consequences left), just that it was different.


So, sauntering into the meeting place with a jovial grin and keen eyes the tom flopped, undignified looking over Magpiewisp. Poor dear had seen better days.
"Oh darling, looking so ragged today whats got you so down?" A theatrical look around, not that he needed it to notice a certain someone who was usually in charge absence. "Where's dear Brokenstar? Im shocked he's just letting you call meetings now! Though.... I suppose Im more shocked about other things~ Let me guess, poor dear Brokenstar too? Heh, starclan's really loosing all its best, not that many of those remain~

So dont be dull dear Goosefury, its obvious something is wrong, and what that might be is clear. Do keep up and stop proving my theory on starclans diminished ability right. Its boring, at least try~"
The tom chortled, tail flicking. Really he didnt know all the details but it wasnt hard to make a few assumptions. The barrier was up, no one was kicking Silverfox out, no Brokenstar to keep order.

How fun indeed.