[versailles]

MARSHWOLF
she/her. 65 moons. massive, scarred dark gray and white she-cat with folded ears and blue eyes
( purrks; just a scratch )

marshwolf will admit, she is a little late to the meeting, and she silently curses herself. she doesn't think she's ever been late to a meeting once in her whole warriorhood, not even when she was young and dumb. when the large, dark molly arrives, a new warrior is being announced. starrywisp. "starrywisp!" she calls out, gruff sounding and it's hard to tell if there's any support in her tone. besides her, she only hears a pawful of other cats chant the new warriors name, and then the apprentices name. she quirks a brow in distaste, a frown settling on her maw. she takes a seat as the apprentices are given mentors, and apprentices are given new ones.

she'll admit, she's not very interested in the new outsider that's joined. she supposes that's what all her children are now, same with cedarsong. outsiders. disappointing, she retorts mentally. her interest only piques when she realizes, oh, she's been picked to mentor this new member - cryingelk. only moments after, she can make out some cat calling her name and she spots the tom sitting down. rising from her spot, the large molly pads over to him and only offers a firm nod as a greeting. "cryingelk," she says, voice stern and strong, unwavering. it's clear she means business. "your training will start immediately. tell me what you know so far, if you know anything?" she continues, though she doubts he knows very much, she's curious to see what he does know. turning her attention back to the shadowledge, she scans the crowd of cats for larkfire once it's announced that she's the new medicine cat.

/ @ChaosBringer.