The Gathering Tree was comfortable this moon, with enough space for cats to move freely without brushing against others, and even enjoy privacy in their conversations— a novel luxury in a space usually packed with more fur than air.
It didn't take long for each cat in attendance to individually recognize the reason for this was SedgeClan's absence. A more surprising realization for LichenClan than those who had already been snubbed at their solstice event by both clans. As awareness converged to an absolute, the present leaders decided to make their announcements.
Snakestar’s first announcement is, finally, of good news. Mintpool and Merlindive have completed their apprencticeships and become full warriors. It’s hard to tell how relieved she might be about the matter, but she allows the chant to ring to silence before continuing, more briefly, to cover other matters; predators continue to expand their range into and through the territories, and LichenClan’s status remains otherwise unchanged. She steps back without offering any further information, but at least manages to refrain from requesting assistance. This moon.
JuniperClan waited tensely as Snakestar traded places with their leader. The poisoned prey had continued to mysteriously surface, but some of the clan felt that now they had proof of foul play. Storkstar stepped forward, and raised his chin to the amassed warriors.
"My warriors still find prey around the territory, dropped dead as the grave without a mark on them. Continue to exercise caution around prey actin' strangely, and take care 'case of predators attracted t' the rot."
That's all the JuniperClan leader has to say before stepping back, and to those who feel unheard in the brushland clan, his silence on the border is deafening. A bubble of energy starts to build to a boil, and two voices cut through the Gathering's din.
Eagleflight, a young JuniperClan warrior, bounds forward with blood boiling. Her ears flattened as she took space underneath the leader's perch. "Is that all you have to say?!" She hissed, every cat around her falling silent. "We’ve been taking caution!" She howled. "Our clanmates are dead because of your lack of action!"
Emboldened by her clanmate's outcry, the prickly Lionhunt bellows in inelegant agreement. "WHAT’S WRONG WITH YOU?!" She springs to her feet near to the leaders already, having expected some acknowledgement of perceived crimes.
"THEY’RE MURDERING US! THEY DID THIS TO US! THE PREY IS FROM THEM AND THAT STUPID BOX OF THEIRS! THEY SIT IN THEIR FOREST SHIELDED BY THEIR FAKE SPIRITS AND YOU BECAUSE YOU WON’T DO ANYTHING!"
She lunges towards the leader's tree and Storkstar steps forward again, completely aghast. Before she can say anything to dispute the accusations, the Gathering erupts into heated arguments and fanged accusations. She balances on the backs of her paws and steps back, whispering something to Snakestar while any hope of a unified Gathering immolates before them.
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