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FALCONFEATHER
SON OF ASCLEPIUS
herbal knowledge t3 (perm), silver tongue (perm, disabled/activated)
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➔ @FrostyGalaxy; @silverwynds.

He wanted to curse the stars, tear them out from the sky and watch the ones above him bleed for their doings, the curse that laiden upon RiverClan that they had so wrongly decided. But he couldn't. They hung mockingly in the black night, laughing and glowing at them with all their 'power'. They laughed and pointed and took pleasure of making a fool out of his clan, pushing and shoving and hitting, blow after blow after blow. Each one packing more viciousness and raw power, beating down this clan. Their crashing fall had started with Lionstorm, a cat he only knew from stories as a kit, and had slowly trickled down the long line of leaders, one by one. Frostfall, Eagleflight, Dirtfur, Sootflare, Stormcall , Splashleap, Sparrowskip, Snowleap, Slatewhisker, now it the tragedy had struck Gingerfrost, and it would only be a matter of time before it would take Larkwing too.

She would follow the same, sad faith of every one before her. He felt remorse, anger, denial at what had happened, and what would happen. He would hope, pray, beg, plead with the stars and his ancestors that in some way, somehow, maybe she could earn the respect of StarClan. Maybe Larkwing could prove herself to be better than their previous leadership, that she had more sense, more logic. That she could bring their clan back to power once more, before Evil Era, when life was simple. Falconfeather would hope, yes he would. He had faith in his sibling that she could do it, she had the patience, the brains. Maybe not the confidence in herself, but Falcon's own trust and assurance in her made up for her lack of self-esteem. She could do it.

The medicine cat's maw was clenched tightly as follows his little sister, pelt burning with the star's glowering stares, the hateful mocking laugh of them echoed in his ears. RiverClan was the first to arrive, it seemed like. He could not detect the earthy smell of ThunderClan, nor either the pungent stench of ShadowClan or the heathery draft of WindClan. Green eyes followed along the Leader's Perch, a slight sigh of relief escapes him once he sees Larkwing make it up safely, before he takes his own spot on the ground, where the medicine cats gather. He didn't really have a liking to any of his fellow healers yet, this gathering marking the second moon of his time as the clan's healer, and having only been to one half-moon meeting, he hadn't really either wanted to nor had the time to spend to get to know Drizzlecloud, or Cowtuft, or Lightningstorm, or Elmshadow very much. Springpaw seemed promising, and he also felt an unknown pull towards her, like a parental feeling to protect her. He shakes his silver head, tail sweeping around him as he sits, grumbling at the cold that pierces his not-so-thick silver fur. Tansypaw makes it here before him of course, green eyes narrowed slightly at her words as she speaks with Lark'star', but he hates that he shares the same concerns as the smaller tortie, worrying about the outcome of tonight.

"I'm afraid that I agree with you, Tansypaw." He tightens his tail around his body, shivering slightly as his breath makes small clouds in the cold night air. He meets his sister's eyes, sharing unspoken worries with her. "The others will be suspicious, Larkstar and with all the whispers of a rebellion amidst us.." Falconfeather's voice trailed off, not wanting to draw the attention of the clan gathered below them. As high ranks, they couldn't let their worries be shown to the clan, now more than ever since they had been hearing the soft murmurs and whispers behind their backs of an uprising, a civil war amongst them. As if RiverClan had enough to worry about, like replacing their deputy, dealing with the upcoming battle. His brow creased deeply, looking between Tansypaw and Larkwing, begging they would understand his unspoken words.

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As she took point leading the clan to the gathering, the leader fought off the urge to sneeze and fluffed up her pelt to combat the cold. If things were not so dire in WindClan, Twilightstar wasn't sure she'd bother coming to this gathering. Perhaps it was the stress or the increasing problems that kept hitting WindClan, but they were slowly started to take a physical toll on the WindClan leader. Twilightstar was exhausted, but that was nothing new, what was new was the itch in her nose that made her want to sneeze and the tickle in her throat that had her wanting to cough.

She'd have to make her visit to Cowtuft and Lightningstorm sooner than she had anticipated. It's been a bit since she's been properly sick, even though she was hoping she wasn't. She was not looking forward to dealing with her health on top of everything else. As she reached the beach, Twilightstar noted RiverClan's arrival but didn't see any of the other clans there yet.

Honestly, Twilightstar would prefer Dawnstar's company to Gingers... huh? As the she-cat reached the stones, she found a young she-cat sitting atop the leader's perch instead of Gingerstar. Twilightstar flattened her ears and then leaped up to join Larkwing, settling a bit further from her at the end of the stone. Even though she was merely hoping she was feeling under the weather, if Twilightstar did have a cold she didn't see the need to give it other other clans even if she didn't like them.

"Greetings, has Gingerstar fallen ill?" Twilightstar asked the tortie RiverClan deputy with a curious gleam in her sole green eye. Twilightstar would not be shocked if the other leader was dead, she's truly lost count of how many RiverClan leaders have come and gone. Still, if it was true and Gingerstar was gone Twilightstar honestly wondered how the clan would fare with such.... an inexperienced cat at the head of their clan. Had Larkwing even been a warrior for a full four seasons? Larkwing had to be one of the youngest leaders Twilightstar's seen sitting up here.

Watertail had said RiverClan had been having trouble with their leadership, and that hadn't been shocking at the time, but if they just lost another leader in a single moons time Twilightstar wondered what the state RiverClan was in. This did reinforce her thought about RiverClan being unable to cause trouble within WindClan's territory... she might have to think longer and harder about this traitor situation after all.

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