Crowtooth perked up at the call from where he was trying to undo a stubborn knot of fur from his chest at the call groaning at the foul weather for the meeting. That was one of the bad things about the windclan camp, everything was too open and there was never any protection from the elements that came and went over the moor. Not that most of windclan ever seemed all that effected by it, the clan was generally of the 'grin and bear it' sort. Well the lazy tom hauled himself to his paws and padded over head cocked before sitting down with a thudd next to a random clanmate. The tom didnt really have many friends, the connections he managed to make generally dissapeared with any amount of time (he still missed Maplebird, the only non family friend his own age and not a kit, long gone) so he didnt have anyone in particular to sit by and he ended up choosing at random.
So butt firmly planted he lifted a back paw up to itch at his tattered ears rasping out a
"So what are the current bets that theres another death by shadowclan. I swear every meetin' we get one of those so the odds may be a bit high for it to be worth taking the no though....." In a broken voice before he huffed a wheezing sigh adding
"Well whatever this meeting is about Ill keep the hope its simply mentor reassignments and the like, I wouldnt even mind getting an apprentice myself as long as they were keen on tunneling this time. How about ya? Keen on an apprentice or hoping to go without the little tag alongs for some time yet?" It was always good to know the current views on the apprentice batch.
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Adderbite