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[icekit]

Sapho stretched, "If there's anything I can do for anyone just ask me. How 'bout you Blindsong are you hungry I could go get you a fresh vole or maybe a fish..." He paused a white flake had fallen from the sky and landed on his tail. He laughed "Or I could get you some fresh moss since little mysterious cold bits of frozen water are falling from the sky."

[Brighteye]

Brighteye chuckled. I may not know what Starclan is, but I do know that that is snow. You guys head on over to the nursery. I'll get the moss; I'm more accustomed While everybody else headed off in the direction of a warm-looking crevice, Brighteye went to scraping off some dry moss from the lee of a rock. She took a deep breath of snow and mountain air. If there was one thing that she didn't regret about the Bond of Secret Caves, it was the location.

[Onyxdart]

A snowflake landed on Warfox's nose, and he sneezed. His fluffy orange fur cut a lot of the cold, so he hadn't quite noticed the cold. He tilted his head to the side and batted at another flake that drifted down in front of his face.

"There's enough room for us all, right?" he asked, turning towards the queen who had joined them earlier.

[sapho]

Sapho laughed quietly.

"I certainly hope so. With my thin pelt the wind goes right through it."

[Blindsong]

A gentle laugh rippled from the calico. Her bright green orbs danced around the area, falling on each cat’s location in turn. Hard to believe she was blind, eh? Auds swiveled cheerfully, as her kind voice uttered.

“Of course there is – if you don’t mind sharing it with my little ones.”

She then rose to her paws, picking her way delicately towards the nursery located nearby.

[Chainless]

Snow white paws carried the quiet medicine cat towards the gathered group of felines. After the mess of the Gathering, Chainless merely wished to rest, but there were other duties to tend to before she had that chance.

Twin pools, crystal blue and jaded green, looked at all the cats. Her snowy peltage, so startling clean and pure against their surroundings, insolated her well from the cold, but she could quite well understand the others’ coldness.

“Come now; let’s get out of this cold before someone falls ill.”

[Onyxdart]

"Works for me! To the Nursery!" Spellbound meowed enthusiastically, following after Blindsong. He was nowhere near as immune to the cold as some other cats. Though it could have been worse, he supposed. He could be a poodle, with all its fur shaved off. Yes, indeed. It could be much worse. Those dogs always looked so cold in the winter.

Warfox glanced up from examining a snowflake as it melted when the bright white cat entered the clearing. Since she too suggested they get out of the cold, Warfox resigned himself to not chasing snowflakes round this clearing. He followed on light paws after the others with one last wistful look at the flurries of snow.

[Brighteye]

Brighteye padded upAwright thehn! she said through a mouthful of moss. To th' nurse'ry!

[Bovine]

Okie Dokie, then!
Jadekit scampered off in the direction of the Nursing Den, hoping the others would follow.

[To Nursing Den// Seeking Refuge]

ooc// sorry for the short post ^^;;

[Shadow Spirit]

OOC: [From Nursing Den-"The Deputy's additions"]

Dragonpelt padded out of the nursing den and into the camp. He looked around at the cats who milled aboit, doing their various chores and such. He sought out Featherstar, wondering just what was going on.

[Pinedark]

What was going on? Pinepaw had apparently been paying absolutely no attention, because she didn't actually catch on to Kestrel's presence until the leader was leaving. Why had she been here?

And why hadn't Pinepaw been paying any attention? She switched her grey tail irritably at herself and then looked around. Surely, out of everyone here, at least one cat had to know what was going on. Well, of course Featherstar would know. The young cat looked around for her leader, pretty much oblivious to anything else. She wanted to know something, and she was single mindedly intent on that goal.[/size]

[Loveless]

He wasn’t surprised to see Pinepaw’s reaction…honestly the goof-ball of a tom was curious too.

“So that was the Risingclan leader…”

Loveless murmured slightly, an ear twitching as he laid his gaze on Pinepaw.

“She wouldn’t come here ‘less it were something serious.”

[Pinedark]

Pinepaw glanced over at her mentor. Of course the Risingclan leader wouldn't have shown up if it was something minor. Her ears flipped back for a moment.

"Yeah. I wonder how serious. How could we possibly have just /missed/ all of that?" Pinepaw asked, voice indignant. She was worried.

"We should definitely ask Featherstar," she commented.[/size]

[Loveless]

“Featherstar!”

The tom raised his voice in the calling of her name. Loveless didn’t see her, but that didn’t mean that she wasn’t in the range of his voice.

Pinepaw’s mentor could be an idiot, so his stating to obvious wasn’t very surprising after all.

[Onyxdart]

Well, the white she-cat had said things had quieted down. Warfox padded quietly into the camp to hear the shouting of Featherstar's name. The big orange cat went and put his freshkill back, noting that apparently Silverwhisker and Chainless hadn't managed to make it back yet. He frowned, only for a moment, before wandering to a quiet place to sit and watch. He took a deep breath and sighed... wait.

Wait a tick. He smelled unfamiliar scents. Maybe that was why there were a few confused cats around. The scent was old- whoever had left it was gone now. Which meant Warfox had missed something. Warfox did /not/ like missing things.

Spellbound poked his nose out of the den long after everyone had run off, long after everyone had finished shouting about dogs. He knew it was still there, but maybe he wouldn't be forced to go near it. As he was stepping out of the den, he saw Featherstar talking with some unfamiliar cat. Standing perfectly still, trying to be perfectly invisible, he listened to the conversation. After all, it was loud enough to hear- so he didn't feel too bad listening. What he heard caused some minor surprise. War? With this Boneclan. They sounded like a bunch of no good kitties.

When the conversation was over and the other leader had left, Spellbound broke his absolute stillness. Minutes later, he noticed two very confused looking cats who had not been listening. He padded over and sat next to the older of the two, after he called Featherstar's name.

"Who is Boneclan? I assume they're no good, but who are they? I think we're going to war against them," he said.

Kick me if I broke anything by having Spellbound overhear that convo.