ThunderClan Stormcrest

[Neptune.]

Hollowpaw
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27/200
4 moons || he/him || ThC medicine cat apprentice || Silk Spinner, Dream Walker
brown, masked classic tabby w/ low white; titanite eyes

Bleary eyed, Hollowpaw steps out of the medicine den with a small yawn. Whatever this emergency meeting was about, it sounded like it was important judging from the fury in his leader's voice... and the blood on Mudhound and Wolfhive... what had happened?? Part of him wanted to make sure no one was about to bleed out and disrupt the meeting, while the other part of him could not be bothered in the slightest. He chose to side with the latter half of his brain, and kept his butt firmly planted just outside his den.

[open]

[seeingstars]

Dandelionmane’s ears perked up upon hearing the leaders call. They settled below the Stormcrest, neatly wrapping their tail around them as they waited to hear Bumblestar’s words.

[Rose]

Softdaisy exited the Nursery and showed up for the meeting, albeit she sat at the entrance of the den to make sure no kits came tumbling out. (Forgive her, her roleplayer forgot she existed for a while there).