[ti]Open[/ti]Newleaf and Feathers

[Ringtail]

Newleaf was everything, everywhere. It was omnipresent at this time, it descended with new lives into the world. Birds called amongst each other, singing the songs of family and life all together. As the tribe bustled and humbled about in thier daily livings. The tom known as Firstspeaker, appeared once again, though he seemed to be..happier.. He flicked his tail happily, pausing to stop and watch a couple of blue butterflies flutter past him. The small insects paid no mind to him, as they wandered in search of flowers and the necter they provided.

The flocked tom padded to the golden cat, that stood majestically as ever. The gems sparkled and caught light, capturing it like a cat with a mouse.The gems shone with pride, indicating good fortune and well being towards the tribe. Firstspeaker began to comprehend the butterflies, a passing time of peace, he seemed to understand the sign well.

Once he was under the golden cat, he turned to face the gathering space for all the cats. An excited twinkle came to his eyes. "CATS OF YOUNG AND OLD, COME TO ANCIENT CAT OF OUR TRIBE, FOR IT IS THAT TIME ONCE AGAIN, FOR THE ANCESTORS TO TELL US, OF THEIR THOUGHTS! It is this we shall follow, for it is important to us all..." He purred, curling his tail in front of his paws.

"Our ancestors have promised us a time of peace and good for-" Just as he was about to speak, a brown striped feather drifted itself on top of his head. He easily shook it off. He stared at the feather for a second, his ears folding back...Not even a flick of a tail later, a dark brown feather appeared, drifted into the clearing with the help of a small breeze. The feather was easily identified..As it had landed a rabbit's length away from the tribe leader. "My good tribe mates, it is clear now...Our ancestors are foreshadowing the likelihood of the battle of eagle and hawk....But do not worry, we have survived all of things that we have encountered for moons, so do not fear, as our tribe is strong as we are strong with our loved ones in The Tribe of Endless Hunting. " He nodded his head to his tribe mates, "Good day to all my fellow felines, for this has been the telling of this moon.." He silently began to worry on the recent signs that decided to present themselves to the entirety of the tribe, what was to happen? When will the eagle and hawk declare their hatred for another?? He wasn't too sure, but he thought best to consult with the Tribe of Endless Hunting..Or at least try to and wait for a sign.

[Miss Tactical]

Talon sat silently, tense as usual. Next to him was Doe. No matter how many times he grumbled at her she stayed near. Her persistence was admirable. Just a few dawns ago he was named a full home guard, and she a full prey hunter. When First Speaker made his announcement he froze. Eagle and Hawk? He narrowed his eyes claws unsheathed what did that mean? Sure, First Speaker said not to worry about it, but it was when someone told him not to worry, that he worried the most. He curled his lip slightly, but it was Doe's tail who brought him back, "Something bad is coming ." He murmured softly. This is what he trained for was it not? He had trained for many moons to be a home guard, and it was his duty to fulfill it. He would protect his leader who wasn't allowed to even leave camp, and protect all those around him.


Snow sat next to sun, her light colored coat well groomed. They had gone on lots of adventures over the moon and she quite enjoyed them. He kept her adventurous spirit thriving. She listened intently to the words of First Speaker and she looked at her paws. Hawks were a tough catch but a group of prey hunters could take one down an eagle though, that was another story. She looked at the two feathers with her own blue eyes contemplating what it could mean, perhaps it was just an early sign. She huffed slightly looking at Sun, if anything bad happened, it was his duty to fight, and honestly that made Snow incredibly nervous.

Sure, she drove him insane with her dangerous adventures but those were playful kit tales, this...this was serious. After a few moments she looked back up again although she showed no sign of worry on her features, the fact that her energy wasn't the fire it normally was gave her away. Eagles and Hawks rarely went after each other, and even then how did two birds fighting affect them? In reality it didn't....so it must be something more dark and sinister than what was presented. "Time to tone down our adventures I think...this sounds more serious than two birds fighting...." She murmured softly to Sun.