[Estelle]

Well it was rather relieving to hear WindClan wasn't stooping as low as ShadowClan - after all, killing an apprentice? Silverpaw was all for teaching ThunderClan's who's boss, but even she saw no reason to involve literal children. She always wanted to be taken seriously as a young apprentice, even so... Perhaps her older age did not allow her to see reason in killing a child. But she set the matter aside, even the matter of killing in general, and decided to focus on the meeting instead; things must have gotten bad if WindClan was turning to such methods. She had a lot to catch up on.

The news of both deaths were a bit of a concern as well, but not enough for the molly to turn and churn and remain hung up on it. It was strange, to be sure, but she hadn't witnessed this 'pandemic' and frankly would be more concerned something killed them - but how silly would that be, that thing would've been seen in camp. So she shut the thought off, reminded herself to brush up on the clan's most recent news, and focused further as a familiar name was called.

Crowtooth. And her own, but mainly Crowtooth. She had no ties to the tunneller tom, had never even spoken to him, but she had always wanted to ask him for lessons. It sounded like he too had gone through quite a bit before coming back... Was that a sense of familiarity? The fact that they were both returning to clan almost entirely changed (well, changed is a big word, if they're still stuck in their ignorant habits). Whatever. She just... Felt compelled to find the feline, speak to him, perhaps. But in the meantime she had a job to find her new mentor - Leechscar - someone who she'd never heard of before.