October Medicine Cat Meeting 2022

Fuzzybelly narrowed his eyes at Dovesight's comment at first, then realized she may have woken up in the middle of him taking.

"I'd have to have frogs in the brain not to be worried about the Clans and the forest, of course I'm worried about that. We all are."

Fuzzybelly thought out loud as he spoke, "Is there any territory you all recognized that was outside of the hole? That's important for the leaders to know too. What color were the trees, did they have leaves? Is there any way we can get a season on this?"

Dovesight was clearly irritated, and if there was anything he learned from being a sole medicine cat, it was that sometimes cats took what you said the wrong way, and you could explain yourself to sunset, but they had to come around on their terms.

"I think a meeting with the leaders together is an excellent idea. I'll bring Nightstar."

Fuzzybelly stayed back in case any of the other medicine cats wanted to share what they noticed.

Plumleaf followed the others into the cave, settling beside the moonstone and closing her eyes. When she opened them, she was looking down on the Clans' territories, far below her as if she were an eagle flying overhead. Is this what Starclan cats see? She wondered briefly, before the vision took a dark and unexpected turn. Out of nowhere, a hole opened up in the ground, and Plumleaf watched helplessly as it viciously swallowed everything in sight. Her belly clenched with fear, paws reaching out as if to stop her home from disappearing into the depths of the mysterious crater. But before she could even get close, she was jerked awake, every hair on her pelt standing on end as if she'd just had a horrible nightmare. Because surely that wasn't the vision Starclan intended her to see, right? Surely it was just a nightmare? Plumleaf felt her throat tighten with fear, and looked up to see Fuzzybelly and Dovesight exchanging terse words. So it had been a vision... It was disheartening to see two of the more senior medicine cats argue, but the suggestion to have a meeting with the clan leaders was a logical one.

"I'll bring Briarstar." Plumleaf agreed. With a shaky nod toward the other medicine cats, she turned to follow in Dovesight's wake, fighting the urge to race home like an entire pack of foxes were chasing her. She had no idea what this would mean for her clan, but she would do everything in her power to protect them.

Burdockpaw dipped her head to the other cats as they introduced themselves but said nothing in return, only followed her mentor down to the Moonstone. She had been there only nights prior, and already felt comfortable. She laid down next to Fuzzybelly and touched her nose. She wasn't sure if she should, but she did anyway.

She woke up, floating above the entire territory. It was nice, floating. As she looked around, surveying the land, the ground started to shake below her. Although she didn't feel the tremmors, it was obviously very strong. Cracks started to split in the ground below her, splitting the land like a spider web. Blinking in surprise...

... She found herself awake and the other cats stirring around her. Fuzzybelly was worried, and one of the RiverClan cats snapped at him. "Don't speak to him like that." She growled as she stood up, shooting the medicine cat a glare before shuffling closer to Fuzzybelly. Of course, she wouldn't attack but she couldn't stand by rudeness.