Post by Fireflake on Jul 1, 2020 6:45:41 GMT
Buckleap yawned. When was MothClan going to arrive? The other three clans had been standing out in a steady drizzle for far too long now, though unfortunately none of the clouds had been so much as lit by the moon, and the she-cat that seemed to look down in disapproval every time they came late was nowhere to be seen. If it was up to him, they'd have gone home by now. He'd settled on picking the grass blades out from between his toes. Silly water cats, he thought, with a little smirk he'd never admit to as affectionate. Suddenly there was a rustling in the bushes. His head snapped up.
"Thank you for your patience," Mantisstar meowed in a steady tone as she lead MothClan into Moon's Maw. She didn't know what else to say. Though she'd thought over different words on her way there, she'd come to he conclusion that none of the leaders before her would have offered an explanation unprompted, so she wouldn't either. She simply told them, "MothClan had some very important business to attend to. You know how it is."
It wasn't entirely true. Her patrol not too long ago had rekindled her longing to find her stolen kit, and she'd given into her reckless nature, padding around Twolegplace by herself. By the time she found her way out again, it was well into the night. The clan had given her looks ranging from worried to frustrated. She'd just said that she was tracking a possible threat, and that she had found the information she was looking for. She'd also resolved, despairingly, to let go.
Mantisstar hopped up onto the monster and looked to the other leaders, wondering if they had gone ahead with their own reports, or held off until she arrived.
"Thank you for your patience," Mantisstar meowed in a steady tone as she lead MothClan into Moon's Maw. She didn't know what else to say. Though she'd thought over different words on her way there, she'd come to he conclusion that none of the leaders before her would have offered an explanation unprompted, so she wouldn't either. She simply told them, "MothClan had some very important business to attend to. You know how it is."
It wasn't entirely true. Her patrol not too long ago had rekindled her longing to find her stolen kit, and she'd given into her reckless nature, padding around Twolegplace by herself. By the time she found her way out again, it was well into the night. The clan had given her looks ranging from worried to frustrated. She'd just said that she was tracking a possible threat, and that she had found the information she was looking for. She'd also resolved, despairingly, to let go.
Mantisstar hopped up onto the monster and looked to the other leaders, wondering if they had gone ahead with their own reports, or held off until she arrived.
