RiverClan Meeting (August 20, 2024)

[ophelia]

[ brief post, but open ]

BEASTFLAME

The warrior emerged from whatever gloomy-looking crag he'd been looming in at the leader's call, glare fixed on his ruined face. He was angry. This was not what he'd come back to Riverclan for. Not that he regretted it in any way, this was his home. But he sure as hell wasn't please. The former Lionheart scanned the faces of his clanmates, having been on edge since the incident with Aspensplash. Not only had his leader's life been nearly claimed, but he'd been put up as scapegoat. Perhaps this is what he deserved for being gone for so long. He supposed that did make the accusation more believable. Snarling to himself, the burly warrior took up a seat near the back of the crowd, amber eye glowing in mistrust.

[kittycatburmise]

Irisfrost

Fadingstar looked terrible. His eyes were dull and his ribs jutted out from under his pelt. But she supposed he was lucky to be alive after consuming an amount of poison that would have killed most cats. StarClan must be protecting him, protecting them, after all. Despite how silent they seemed in the face of RiverClan's suffering, they had reached out to keep the leader alive and prevent them from spiralling into chaos. That gave her hope, at least. Maybe things would be okay after all.

Irisfrost sat down and waited for the meeting to start, wondering what Fadingstar had to say. Dusklion had already announced the attack, so that couldn't be it. Maybe it was a regular clan meeting. He was certainly in no shape to resume his normal duties, but this wasn't a strenous activity. Berrypaw (she was about to say Mistyshard, but she hadn't been around, had she?) must have cleared him for that.