The sun was just beginning to settle below the horizon by the time Wolfcall had finally made up his mind. Tonight, he had the task of assigning yet another of his daughters, this time, Adderkit, her mentor. The quiet little she-cat had presented quite the challenge when deciding who her mentor would be, as he couldn't quite get a handle on her personality. She was a watcher, like he had been at that age, curious and individualistic. But that was the extent of what she'd shown him.
He didn't mind, though - some kits just took longer to figure themselves out, and some, like him, would always keep that air of independence as they grew.
Stretching each limb in turn, Wolfcall sprang atop the Tallbranch, making himself comfortable before raising his voice to call out, "Let every cat old enough to catch their own prey gather beneath the Tallbranch for a clan meeting!" His eyes sought out his daughter's shaggy dark coat, smiling at her as they briefly made eye contact.