we shall live forevermore [ mandatory meeting ]

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    [align=center][font=georgia][sup]Whitestar leaped atop of the high rock for the second time that week, but this time she did not have thunderfur at her side. no. this time, she had a trembling Velvetsunset, the mate of the ex-head reaper Cloudbreeze's mate, standing beside her. the pretty russian blue was shaking so bad she seemed as if she was about to just drop down right off of the high rock, but she somehow managed to stay put
    "EVERYBODY!" whitestar yelled. "GATHER BELOW THE HIGHROCK FOR A MEETING."

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    Upon hearing her leader's call, the reaper approached slowly, her eyes full of drowsiness. She wondered what Whitestar could possibly want, as the last meeting had been so recent. Although she dare not argue against the wise word of their leader, Rainbowveins still had her doubts, nothing that she would share though, she could possibly be demoted for such crude outbreak.


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    Skypaw


    I will rising from the ground
    Like a Skyscraper


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    [justify][font=georgia][sup][ that would be awesome, Desiree. thanks C: ]


    The graying leader looked down at her reaper, or body guard, and gave her a small nod, before looking over at Skypaw with a smirk. she said nothing more, though, as she waited for more cats to gather. and all the while the poor Velvetsunset continued to tremble away.

    [justify][size=8]Gingerly taking a seat next to her sister, Cashmerepaw nervously licked at the fur on her chest. Copperwires's apprentice wondered what this meeting would be about. They seemed to be having a lot lately, although she had spent most of them listening from the shadows. The timid blue smoke's ears were pressed to her head as she watched her leader, shuffling her paws in the dirt.

    [font=georgia][size=8]the large, muscular serval padded near the high rocks, raising a non-existant eyebrow questioningly when thunderfur was not beside whitestar today. holy s***, did she kill him, too? a voice nagged at her. blinking her big copper eyes, leapyear sat down with a yawn, a smirk on her face.

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    IC: Forgedfires, a brand new warrior quietly padded up and sat down. Thunderfur was gone, most likely dead. The fiery furred shecat knew to hang in low profile around the leader.
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    Skypaw


    I will rising from the ground
    Like a Skyscraper


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    Ic-- Skypaw looked at her brother did at Whitestar, she wondered if he knew what was going on. She didn't eavesdrop even though she had super senses and easily could. She didn't like using her skills for bad and eavesdropping was wrong.

    Tigerpaw padded among the cats as he found himself a spot. The large muscular warrior twitched his ear as he shifted his amber gaze on his leader. What could it be this time?


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    Well, what does little miss crazy have to say now?
    The deputy stuck his head out of the warrior's den, standing on his three legs, Peregrineskies padded out to the center of camp. Taking a spot at the base of the Highrock, the fluffy, snow-colored runt sat down and curled his tail around himself. Soon, watching the leader's jaws.


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    [font=times new roman]Not again. No more choosing, no more unanswered questions, no more meetings, and no more cats. Wizard could go a very long tine very easily without being in the crowded meeting area ever again. As emotionless as always, the tom trained his unblinking eyes onto Whitestar.

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px dashed white; width: 300px; text-align: justify; font-family: calibri]"Hey, what's going on?" the loud voice of Caracalkit asked as he ran up to the meeting place. The fawn point was actually quite terrified of Whitestar but refused to show it.


    He remained stubbornly brave as he glared defiantly up at her. He plopped down next to Skypaw as if to show off to one more cat just how undaunted he was.

    [justify][font=georgia]Dreampaw tilted her head, her fawn tabby tail curled over her paws, as she looked up at Whitestar, trying to block out the sound of the others. The daughter of Akurya and Promisepaw didn't like fighting, and that was what the others' voices sounded like they were doing.

    Honeypaw curled her tail around her slender frame gently after she sat herself down in the crowd. Her eyes snapped to Velvetsunset and Whitestar though she was curious as to where Thunderfur was and why Velvetsunset was trembling. She looked like she could collapse at any minute! The she cat flicked an ear as she waited for the leader to speak of what was happening here.

    Tigerpaw twisted his ears over to Honeypaw and glanced over at her in confusion as he then turned to Velvetsunset. "Hmm.."

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    IC: Forgedfires saw Tigerpaw and padded over to her friend. "Hey." She meowed.
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    The large muscular tom glanced over to Forgedfires. "Hey Forgedpaw.." he greeted with a grin as he twisted his ears over to the leader to make sure he could hear when she begins.

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    IC: "Who the h*** is Forgedpaw? I'm Forgedfires." Forgedfires meowed, smiling, yellow eyes glowing.
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    The robustly built torbie point prowled out of the warriors den, her eyes narrowed to slits of ocean blue. She cast her gaze up to Whitestar, and felt her pelt itch with disgust at the nod of allegiance between the treacherous leader and Rainbowveins. The reaper refused to follow the low orders of the obviously crazed leader, and shouldered her way through the crowd, to take a spot in the front, where she could see everything. This should be interesting as f**k, Wildstreak thought, her tattered ears pinned back. What did the leader want? Was she now going to announce that Hawkclan was officially anti-clan, or something? That she was going to kill off every trace of Willowstar's family? The reaper curled her striped tail around her paws and watched skeptically, taking in the reactions of all the cats around her.


    Ashfeather padded from the elder's den, escorting his mother, Speckledpath. The old, trembling tortoiseshell elder squinted at the highrock with watery amber eyes.
    "I say, is that Whitestar?" she rasped.
    "Yes, mother. She's calling a meeting. It's probably pretty important," came the stoic reply of Ashfeather, a large and imposing black smoke maine coon who towered over his aging mother. The senior warrior padded to the edge of the crowd with his mother at his side, and sat down with her, looking up at Whitestar with sharp amber eyes. Scars laced across his muzzle and head like old pathways, and marks of sorrow were carved into his pockmarked ears and shoulders. The senior warrior listened with grave thoughts. What was going to happen now?

    [justify][font=georgia][sup]"now, would you all kindly shut the hell up so I can start the meeting?" whitestar snapped, glaring down at the male apprentice and female warrior who had just started speaking to one another.