Irisfrost
Okay, just battle training. She could work with that. Irisfrost had already decided to give Grimpaw hunting training, now she just had to decide whether to teach him land hunting or fishing first. She pondered it for a moment before Stormstar spoke again and she pushed the debate to the back of her mind.
A couple of outsiders were joining. Hopefully Fireglow would pull her weight; she wasn't worried about Bravekit, being a kit and all. Then a report about a warrior- Strongstorm- threatening an apprentice. He was demoted, renamed and exiled. A suitable punishment in Irisfrost's eyes.
Next was a report about the fight with the dogs; nothing she didn't already know about. Her fur bristled when Skyfall, or whatever he had renamed himself, was mentioned. She remembered the fox-dung he had spat towards RiverClan, how he had killed Crowglow- his own stars-forsaken
clanmate- without a single morsel of regret. She hoped he was rotting in the Dark Forest.
Then news she didn't know. Stormstar had taken five cats to fight the otters that had invaded the river, and only three had returned. Mudsmoke had died and Jayfrost had disappeared in the struggle. A shame. Irisfrost hadn't known them well, but from what she had seen they were good, loyal cats. They would be sorely missed.
Hopefully she would be chosen for the second otter patrol. Yes, it would be dangerous, but she was sure Stormstar would bring enough cats to overwhelm the creatures. And she wanted to avenge her clanmates, even if she had no connection to them beyond the fact that they provided for her clan and slept in the same den as her. Or used to, at least.