Medicine Cat Meeting 10/25/15

A strong wind blew through the territories, shaking the clans in their sleep. The half-moon rose above the trees, shining light down on whatever it could touch. Not a cloud covered the starry sky. StarClan was pleased. It was again time for the medicine cats to meet beneath the moonlight at Fourtrees.

A ginger shadow whisked through the open moors, racing toward Fourtrees. At the speed Emberleaf was running, he would make it to the meeting in no time. The tom had no reason to wait up for anyone because, as far as he knew, Gorsefeather was still training the Skyclan medicine cat and hadn't returned to Windclan yet. The messy-furred tom neared his destination and slowed down to catch his breath, falling into a trot. It wasn't long before Emberleaf made it to the clearing surrounded by four trees and sat down on the edge. He looked around to notice that he was the first to arrive, so he sat patiently in a corner of the dim area with his bushy, tangled tail wrapped around his paws.

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Nightfire grumbled and heavily padded to Fourtrees. I mean what happened to them going to the Moonstone? He saw Emberleaf and nodded, sitting close.

Thicketpaw sighed deeply, her paws carrying her wearily towards the other medicine cats. Normally, excitement would have coursed through her veins, but as of now... She was just tired. The fatalities bearing upon the Clan during the past few moons had taken a toll on her, and it made her shoulders droop with exhaustion. Especially since her training had been slow, and she relied on guidance and instinct at times. It wasn't good, but at least she was doing well so far.

Wisteriapaw did not know how to get there, and relied on the instructions Fishstar had given her. Wearily, she made her way, ears alert and focused. Soon, she was there in time she did not expect. She stood outside the hole, unsure what to do.