Branchstar's tail sweeped behind her as she asked quietly, "So, any news?" Frozenlake murmured in reply, "There is a badger on our territory, though as far as we know we think it's probably the only one there." Branchstar's ears flicked back as she closed her eyes, "One is still a problem... are you absolutely sure it is that one?" Frozenlake dipped his head, "Positive." Branchstar looked away as she said, "As much as I hate to do this..." The dark ginger she-cat turned away, leaping up unto a large boulder that was within the camp, her dark ginger fur turning to a dark fiery crimson in the sunlight, her emerald eyes blazed with a fiery darkness within them, though she didn't want to risk any of her clanmates... it had to be done. She took in a deep breath and said, "All cats old enough to catch their own prey, gather here beneath the Highboulder for a clan meeting!"
Frozenlake sat near the edges of the Highboulder; ears twitching as Ashstorm padded out of the medicine cat den, gazing up at Branchstar. Runningpaw stood up and moved over towards the edge of the clan and while Nightpaw's gaze looked somewhat interested by the summons. Branchstar normally never did clan meetings unless it was important.