Mistystar turned to Owlpelt. “Nothing’s wrong. Just thinking of who will be who’s mentor.” She meowed, flicking her long, bushy tail.
Mistystar leapt onto Crackedrock and yowled, “All cats old enough to leap in the flames, gather at Crackedrock for a Clan meeting!”
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From Tigerwatcher’s area, he heard Mistystar yowling to her Clan to gather, and he muttered, “That must be a pretty darn important meeting if its that loud.”
He stood, his eyes gleaming a bit dull, as he trotted to the warriors den and fell into a deep sleep.