Post by Fireflake on Apr 18, 2020 6:51:42 GMT
"MothClan has been doing well since the last Gathering," Mantisstar began, looking out on the clans. They'd all been lucky enough to arrive in rapid succession this moon, and not have to wait around wondering if all of the others would be there. "Not just surviving, but thriving. I'm sure the extra sun has been good for all of us."
It had still been far too cold for her liking, with her short fur, but she had to celebrate when the first few shoots burst out of the ground to signal the start of Newleaf. Not least because plants had just saved her life at the time. "Though, there was one little snag. Those rogues tried to hide poison in our prey. Of course, their mouse-brained tricks didn't manage to hurt any of us, but I think you should all be aware."
This was one of the very few times when Mantisstar was thankful for the clan's lack of new apprentices. Everyone should know to let her white lie slip by, and not mention how they had all watched her collapse at the start of the moon. How she'd been carried to the medicine cat den. How she had apparently lost a life in her weak state before the poison had come back up. She pushed the unhappy experience to the back of her mind. Just before that had been a much more pleasant moment to recall. "Other than that, we have new warriors to announce again. My sons Rushleap and Crouchwhisker have earned their full names. Despite the difficult Leafbare, MothClan is as strong as ever, and I'm sure we'll only grow stronger in the coming moons."
The she-cat dipped her head to the other leaders as she stepped back.
