[CatontheMoon]

Rustfall zoned out most of the meeting, only hearing Aspenstar's words in the back of his head. The russet colored tom was instead thinking about the cool breeze that scuffled his fur. He felt an odd feeling in the wind. As if something dangerous was approaching.
Never mind how the wind feels in your fur, let's hear what Aspenstar has to say.

He perked his ears as the leader called up the six-moon-old kits. New apprentices? The tom silently prayed to StarClan that Aspenstar would consider him as a mentor.