Quicksilver moved quickly towards the Breezerock at Brightstar’s call, interested in anything being done about Windclan’s condition. He figured this meeting might not help anything, with the way the last meeting went, but he was going to listen in anyways. Maybe something good would comeback out of it, who knew? The silver tom loves towards the front of the gathering cats, his small tail poking out behind him as he took a seat on the cold ground.
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Asterbounce was a little nervous as he heard the call from Brightstar, walking over all the same and lifting his head to listen obediently. He wasn’t sure what the leader’s face read, but he only hoped she had some good news. Windclan sure could use that right now.