June Medicine Cat Meeting

Being so close to the moonstone site, windclan was the first to arrive. Batsong silently walked towards the meeting place her black pelt concealing her very well as she arrived to the spot she was pretty sure she was supposed to be at.

She sat down and breathed a heavy sigh... she was the newest med cat here most likely ... unless riverclan of course had replaced their med cat quickly enough for this.

She felt she could learn alot from her peers here and wanted to be respectable to them all. Being a med cat now carried the extra responsibility of represnting her clan well here. She would have to be careful about not getting windclan involved with the river clan and skyclan tensions. She wanted nothing to do with that and wanted to stay as neutral as possible. It was for the good of her clan this way.

However, indwardly she was upset that a medicine cat had been murdered and she herself fully supportd riverclan in the matter. She would not openly say this however as she knew her job was to try and keep the peace between the clans... not push her clan to one side or another in a conflict that they had no businiess in really at all. She hoped that they would make up their differences.

She wondered if any of them would be willing to help her get fully up to speed on things... technically she was still a mca and was without a formal mentor. Dovefrost had helped her alot when he visited windclan so she knew some... and burning also before he disappeared from various herb hunts she went on... but it was slow learning from here and there. Smallbean had been very helpful as well but he had been missing at the twolegs for so long that more recent herb discoveries may have been made during his absense...

hmm since she wanted to stay as neutral as possible with the whole sky-river clan things she figured she would do best to ask Thunder or Shadow clan for help on this and see if they would be willing to do a session or two with her. ... The worst they could say was no Batsong figured.

She wrapped her tail around her front paws and awaited the rest of the clans to show up.

Fuzzypaw trotted to Highstones. His ribs were still a little sore from the Gathering, the complete and utter dung-flinging mess that was…

The fluffy brown tabby tom was towards the end of his training, old enough to be a warrior, but he too was a medicine cat apprentice. He was rather tall, especially compared to his father, with rather broad shoulders. Fern green eyes searched Mothermouth, finding only Batsong.

“Hullo,” Fuzzypaw rumbled as he took a seat to her right. “Hope you’re well tonight.”

He exuded a strange energy. There was a certain severity in the air, after the murder confession and the resulting chaos, conflict stirring in RiverClan and SkyClan. He personally agreed with Perchstar; murdering a medicine cat violated two of the most sacred de facto rules in the code. How anyone could justify murdering a healer was beyond him, not that he would say that in mixed company. After all, at any minute, whoever was in RiverClan and SkyClan could waltz into the cave.

“I hope for clarity,” he meowed, half to himself, but loud enough for Batsong and anyone else who entered the cave to hear him.

Eggpaw was paw-sitively glowing with excitement! Her first meeting with other medicine cats! In fact, she was so excited, that Eggpaw left Fawnshine in the dust, rushing with the last of her energy to meet up with the other cats. "Hi!" She chirped, butting into the group with a bright grin. "I'm Eggpaw, ThunderClan's Medicine Cat apprentice! Fawnshine is my mentor. She knows everything!" The words dribbled out of her mouth as if she knew these cats all her life.

Eggpaw's form was small and black, the only white on her were the toes on her hind leg. Bright green eyes shone with pure glee, rivaling the light of the half-moon, even. "It's nice to meet you all!"