YOU'RE NEVER GONNA KEEP ME DOWN [ meeting! ]

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    [justify][size=8]Laying within the confines of his den, one of the medium-sized caves that Gloryvengeance had not-so-gracefully discovered upon HawkClan's arrival. It seemed that most of the cats were comfortably set up with a den, as each and every den had already been delegated a title and use, and the only thing that was left for the Clan to complete was a more further exploration of the territory. Most of the cats in HawkClan, including Capricornstar, only really knew the gist of the territory, at moment -- there was the beach, a set of rippling plains, and a densely wooded forest; even so, there would surely be enough to live off of -- if not more than enough -- within this seemingly simple land. The forest and the plains could be used for both herbs and prey, as could the beach be used for fish, should any cat decide to take up a skill for fishing.


    There had been so many changes within so little time and the Clan had adjusted well. They had packed their bags and left everything they had known when fleeing their old territory thanks to the hailstorm, to name one of the few endeavors that had been underwent in the past moon.


    Hell, how they coped with it all was beyond Capricornstar; he wasn't sure it was something he would've been able to do if it weren't for them. So many cats were comforting, cats like Copperwires or Hospitalflowers, and it didn't really matter, anymore, that there were cats who didn't approve; he still wished that they did, that they didn't hate him for his actions, but there were always going to be cats who felt like opposing you, right? It gets to the point, eventually, when you've just gotta shrug it off and say 'Who cares?'. What other choices did he have?


    What he was worried about was his next announcement. God, he wanted to wait -- to let the Clan adjust for a longer period -- but this wasn't something that could be postponed, regardless of whether or not he wanted it to. Besides, he had already spoken with a few of the felines close to him and all of the cats that he had asked agreed to it with enthusiasm, cats like Gloryvengeance or Copperwires. And if there was ever going to be a cat whose opinion he trusted, it was going to be those two.


    Change was a necessity of life. It was required and beneficial. It was something that was just needed, right now, and he hoped that the rest of HawkClan could see that. God, he was almost terrified to see Troublemaker's reaction to everything; was that bad? To be worried by a reaction of a few warriors?


    Rising to his paws, the jet-black leader exited his den and padded towards the dusted clearing of the caves -- the spot that allowed entrance to all of the dens, as did it leave room for mere chatting. Capricornstar's emerald gaze traveled through the new camp before landing upon the top of the rocky stairwell, the same place that Gloryvengeance had fallen when discovering the camp -- shortly followed after by Chutzpah. This seemed like a good place to address the Clan from, since it overlooked the clearing where the different members could gather.


    Advancing towards the stairwell, the slender leader bounded up the stairs before coming to a halt atop the large rock formation. This series of caves was amazing, quite honestly, the way they had eroded over time -- leaving little but a group of cats to remember it by. It was almost sad that so much time had been spent on this creation -- and it really was quite beautiful -- and the only ones who even got to see it was the current cats, and the cats to come into being, of HawkClan.


    These were the thoughts that formed a torrent within Capricornstar's head as he lingered atop the edge of the stairwell, mind so obviously elsewhere. His attention was needed here, though, and so he forced himself to quit his musings and focus on the here and now. "HawkClan! Gather around for a Clan meeting," he called, looking down from the rock upon which he stood.

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    The warrior know to cats as Celestialkingdom,padded over to the rock with a curious look on her face as she shivered slightly.What could this be about? She thought.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][size=8]A meeting. It seemed to be in order after the last, but this soon made her wonder what was to be said. Did Capricornstar have something bad to say? Dammit, this clan had already suffered enough let alone the change they've had to adapt to. Copperwires however was just fine in the mess, the only thing hindering her being the physical pain. After that shit experience of hailstorms and moving territory, she shattered her hind leg. It was all done up in a not so pretty, ivory cobweb cast now to help her heal. A few weeks she hoped and it would be better, and it would be because her roleplayer would make that so.


    Limping into the clearing, the once beautiful cinnamon tabby realized that this was the first meeting conducted in the new camp. The sounds of waves tumbling and crashing by the shore nearby soothed her heart and mind so much that she wasn't anxy to know the announcements. Of course she yearned to know somewhere deep down, but for now, she felt good. Content even.


    Making her way to the rocky stairwell he addressed the clan ever so sternly from, the broken senior warrior smiled up at her mate before taking a spot beneath him. She could still eye him with her pastel green eyes and listen in with tattered ears-- that was no problem. But perhaps Glor deserved to sit here more than she. So with that, the decorated warrior inched to the right so she was off center and out on the edge of the rocky stairwell. A spot that better suited Copperwires, clearly.


    Now, all she did was wait and take long breaths. More cats would flood in soon.

    The small white she-kit took a seat next to the pretty cinnamon tabby, then gave Copperwires a small smile. Focusing her attention back on Capricornstar, the small kitten watched, also leaping up. She needed to tell Capricornstar about the phone after this ceremony. It scared Snakeface so much... She just needed to have someone tell her exactly what it all meant.

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    Lightpaw walked in quietly, avoiding eye contact with Copperwires. Nobody could know of the secret, in fact, nobody would know of the secret the duo shared, besides Capricornstar. What was it now?

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][size=8]Copperwires detected the slight awkwardness between she and the Medicine Cat Apprentice, and understood it completely. On her half, that is. The cinnamon tabby was both appreciative and loving about the situation. She had grown to love the kits the second she saw them-- and now, she saw them as her own. Inviting Lightpaw over with a flick of her docked tail, she winced at the searing pain in her lower thigh. Ouch.

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    Lightpaw noticed the older warrior's gesture, and padded over, paws quietly going across the ground. Sitting down, the medicine cat apprentice looked at her paws, not looking around, and not even looking at Capricornstar

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    Well, this was interesting. Wasn't there just a meeting held? To demote her and Wildstar and promote others? Yet, she trusted that whatever Capricornstar had to say, it ought to be important or he wouldn't drag the whole Clan into this. Louvre had learned to accept the fact that Capri was her leader now. Once upend a time they used to be best friends and she literally considered him as a brother. After the demotions happened, everything went down badly and she felt horrible about blaming him for it. Taking a seat near the back, the fawn calico curled her tail around her dainty little white paws.

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    [size=7pt]Female | Hawkclan | Deputy | Straight | Blind in left eye; half tail


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    [size=7pt]The sea breeze, the wide open sky, the sound of the water crashing on the shores... It was peaceful here, a very, very calming area. Ever since that they had arrived here, Gloryvengence felt utter comfort. Her scars had finally healed and she felt somewhat normal. The deputy was at peace here, or at least for now. The burning hatred for Bloodclan still burned in her veins, but for now, she needed to be positive for her clan and her clanmates.




    At her leader's beckon, the deputy's good ear hovered, her lanky body shifting from her seat up above the camp, down to see that Capricornstar had settled on the stairs. Gloryvengence's good forest green eye blinked, focusing on the stair below. She padded on over, somewhat sure of what this meeting would be about. The brown tabby carefully padded down the uneven rock, still getting used to only seeing on one half of her face.
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    The she-cat padded over to the group and sat down a little away from the rest. She was still displeased by the territory, but loved the forest. She'd spend every minute in it if she hadn't her apprentice duties and also training. The tuxedo curled her white tail over her white paws as her icy blue eyes looked up at the ebony leader. She didn't know what else would be announced, unless you counted laments of the deaths of some cats, or even the condition of some. Maybe even a confidence booster. She was in the mood for such a thing, being the downer she was. Eternalpaw refocused on Capricornstar and listened.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 345px][justify][color=black][size=7pt]A small chocolate point slowly made her way out of one of the smaller caves at the sound of Capricornstar's loud voice. He had woke up the kitten but she could have never been mad at him. For some odd reason, Lostkit thought that she might have some sort of connection with the leader because he used to work with her mother, Cloverleaf. Eh, but maybe not. From what she saw, Capricorn always seemed to be really nervous and strange around her and her brother Cancerkit. It made Lostkit feel worried, worried that Capri might never like her, and not being liked was her biggest fear.


    Walking away from the cave she woke up in, Lostkit made her way over to the small crowd of cats. She began to search the crowd for either Wildstreak or Noonblaze, both of her adoptive parents, people she loved more than anyone else in her crazy messed up world. The kitten frowned when she didn't see either of the two cats, so instead of finding a spot beside them like she normally would, Lostkit sat down beside Gloryvengeance. Though the deputy wasn't her mother, that was probably the cat she saw the most in this clan, other than Frost. That cat seemed to be everywhere all the time. The chocolate point scooted herself as close to the deputy as possible.


    Lostkit only got that close to the deputy so she would warm up. With the ocean breeze going through her chocolate fur, Losty easily became cold. The kitten looked up at Gloryvengeance and smiled. "What do you think this is about?" The kitten questioned her yellow eyes beaming.

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    Tumultdusk gave a flick of his tail as he gathered below Capricornstar. The brown tabby looked up at the tom expectantly.

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    Russianroulette walked over with a smile on his face. This was Capri's first meeting as leader. The junior deputy took a seat beside Copperwires. "Hi Coppy."
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    The heavily scarred tabby made his way in silently as he seated himself next to Copperwires and Louvreart as he flicked his tail in greeting towards the others. He had been coping quite well in settling in around their new camp and was trying his best to keep things going after their terrible ordeal. He was slightly confused as to what this meeting was all about; perhaps there were to be a few minor changes to help the clan adjust? Promotions? Demotions? More news from Starclan? The golden brown feline wasn't sure and prayed this would end up being good news with satisfied results. He would stick through this till the end. Little did he know that he would be stripped away to the land of hell along with his son Troublemaker

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][size=8]"Hey Russ~," The cinnamon tabby breathed in a hushed tone so not to disrupt the already settled peace. She blinked her pastel green eyes up at her mate in wonder, one for when the meeting would begin, two for what is was about. Rather than use telepathy, she respectively and politely waited in silence. She had no right to read his mind and needed to stop doing that. Damn it was such a sneaky ass power to have, only half the time she was grateful.


    The senior warrior was surprised the Royal wasn't closely perched beside Gloryvengeance, but realized he wouldn't devote every second to his fiance. Copp loved Russ like a brother having grown up with him since day one. She liked that he sat beside her, actually, and stopped over analyzing it immediately. She just needed to hear the announcements. Until then, she could remain calm and patient.


    She nodded a hello to both Tigerroar and Louvreart, greeting each with genuine smiles. Two friends she watched climb the ranks only to be hit down, for whatever reason was beyond her. She didn't sympathize or pity either-- they managed to stay afloat and recover too well for that. Besides, they were strong and capable of doing great things, and have for HawkClan, so they didn't even need that from Copperwires.

    After flicking her tail at Tigerroar in greeting, the fawn calico scooted closer to Copperwires, ears perked to listen in case Capri started but aiming to probe her friend's mind after she had given her a bright smile. Of course, she wouldn't enter unless permitted but it would be nice to catch up, even if the meeting was exactly the place to do so. She had flinched slightly when Russianroulette had passed her to sit next to Copperwires. Keeping her dark tawny gaze over the bi-colored Tom in defiance, she jutted her chin out slightly, a crease forming between her nonexistent eyebrows.


    She was now refusing to give him a greeting. They had been drifting since .. well since he became mates with Gloryvengeance and Louvre hated it. It actually pained her, for the sibling bond they shared made her feel an ache in her mind, stomach, and heart that was inescapable.

    Tigerroar frowned slightly as he noticed there was no type of exchange between Louvreart and Russianroulette. He indeed noticed how distant the siblings were and frankly was a bit unsettled by it all. Personally, he believed Russian was a great asset to the clan but he did notice one flaws: Russian seemed to have troubles on where his loyalty lie. There has been times when he would easily change his mind that was won over by another. Then when he realizes that that feline was wrong, he goes right back as if he never changed his mind in the first place. It was honestly all very confusing.


    Then he glanced over to Louvreart or a quick moment. A slight hint sympathy pierced his chest. She was a good deputy once. It was a shame she had to be demoted despite her efforts. Tigerroar knew the feeling. However there were times when he resented his own demotion because he felt as if it wasn't fair. He was demoted simply because the clan didn't support his age.


    *They never even given me a chance to prove I could handle the responsibility.* he thought silently. It had been just weeks after he was deputy when Peregrinestar was captured and Wildstreak stepped up to make the changes. It was a bittersweet moment.