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[justify]A new week meant a new meeting. It felt nice to be back on the log - although it was still damp and frankly a little gross looking. It had been moved a bit from its original spot, but it was still stable enough to support his weight. And it wasn't like anyone else ever stood on that log, so he was sure it'd be able to survive.
"CATS OF CLOVERCLAN," he called out, looking out onto camp. "GATHER HERE FOR A CLAN MEETING!"
Camp was in fairly poor shape. The nursery and elder's den had been torn down, and the medicine den had been forced to relocate to above ground for the time being. Luckily, the warriors and apprentices slept in the open anyways, so they weren't out-of-place. If not for the bustle of cats sharing tongues and chatting, you would have thought this place had been abandoned. It saddened him, but he was more comfortable here than he was in their temporary camp.
BASIC: Beetlestar - Male - Leader of CloverClan - 14 Moons Old - 5/9 Lives - Chocolate Longhair with Amber Eyes (unknown breed, assumed to have Chantilly-Tiffany blood) - Mangled Tail - Mate of Sparrowtail
INTERACTIONS: Difficult - No Powers - Attack in bolded #92817B - No Kill/Maim/Capture - PM This Account or Main for Plots - Feel Free to Powerplay Any Non-Harmful Actions
