poor Shadowclan. It has no love ;w;
Pufftuft looked up at the leader, a confused look plastered on his face. 'So soon? I hope she's feeling alright.' he thought to himself as he listened intently to the leaders speech. The grey Tom sat up straight and focused his full attention on the new deputy, Cloverwhisker, his teal hues dance during with pride. He grinned and began to chant "Cloverwhisker, Cloverwhisker!" he shouted, his voice drowning in the sea of his clanmates voices.