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Mousekit hesitantly stepped forward from the very back of the crowd, looking strangely unsure of himself- or at least, not in the usual way. The kit had watched as the meeting devolved in to accusations and chaos around him, towards their old leader Birdsnow and many others. Mousekit didn't understand why. Sure, sometimes the warriors were just mad at eachother, but what had Birdsnow done wrong? Why were cats being taken out of camp and running away?

Mousekit tried to look as collected as possible when he stepped up to the Floodstone, catching Branchkit's familiar gaze and staring at him for a moment. If Branchkit was upset about all this, Mousekit couldn't tell. Would the clan even be happy when they were apprenticed...?

That didn't really matter, Mousekit resigned himself to. Riverclan seemed lost, but maybe it didn't matter what the warriors thought, at least not right now. The new apprentices could all work hard and make his clan realize that things weren't as bad as they seemed, even without a leader. Mousekit wondered who his mentor would be, what he'd do and learn and who he'd meet, and the little kit looked up at Fadingsun with steely resolve in his eyes. He'd be fine.