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Brownpaw sat admist the crowd of cats, fluffy tail swishing as she listened to the meeting. More exiles and executions... That really wasn't good. Oh, how Brownpaw hoped everyone would be on their best behavior, or at least not upset Dawnstar.

Was Shadowclan getting weak? If it was, Brownpaw didn't notice... her clan still seemed very strong and hard-working, at least to her. Brownpaw would also have to help as much as she could, since she didn't really want Dawnstar to kill her or anyone else. Haha, hah... she'd just have to be useful. She could do that!

Fogkit and Silkkit were apprentices now, which was exciting news! "Fogkit, Silkkit!!", Brownpaw cheered a few times, wondering a bit anxiously where Bleedingkit and Honeykit were. Brownpaw knew that when she was still in the nursery, missing your apprentice ceremony was one of a kit's worst nightmares! Were they sick? Oh no, what if they were sleeping?! That'd be bad. One of the queens would have woken them up though, right? Surely they would have.

And, oooh... New clanmates? From the outside? Dogpaw and Honeyoak, and an apprentice from Riverclan! Brownpaw looked around for the unfamilar faces, wondering what could've caused Rookpaw to leave her old clan. Was she exiled? Was someone being mean to her? Well, Shadowclan would just have to be extra nice to make up for it. ...Actually, most of her clanmates probably wouldn't trust Rookpaw right away. It was common to not like the other clans, which Brownpaw supposed make sense. Even before she was born they were going to war, and cats from different clans killed eachother sometimes. But Rookpaw wasn't going to kill anyone. So she was okay! Maybe if Brownpaw could find the Riverclan apprentice later, she'd go say hi.

One more ceremony... Lostspark, was stepping down? Why?? Not like it was a bad thing, if Lostspark chose to do that on her own, then it was fine and Brownpaw would be very excited for the new medicine cat apprentice. It just... hadn't occured to Brownpaw before, that a medicine cat might want to go back to being a warrior. Maybe being a medicine cat was lonely? You couldn't hunt with your friends, or at least not that often. You slept in a den alone, besides all the hurt and sick cats... Brownpaw could understand why Lostspark might get a little sad. Even still, being a medicine cat was an important job, and she trusted whoever the new apprentice was to do their very best!

Lostspark was replacing Mistlewhisker? Oh no. Because Mistlewhisker was... becoming the DEPUTY?

Brownpaw beamed, very happy for the warrior she didn't know all that well. Mistlewhisker must be so excited!! "MISTLEWHISKER!", Brownpaw cheered, still a bit quieter then the usual cat. She... wasn't very good at being loud. Perhaps Brownpaw would need to practice, to get even better at cheering! Like right now! Because there was soooo many new enforcers and guards!! Brownpaw was about to start, likely strain her soft voice, before suddenly the news got very sad.

Why... would Silverpaw do that? Hurt two innocent, defenseless kits? Brownpaw's brow furrowed and her ears flattened, feeling a foreign, bitter sting inside of her. Moonkit and Thrushkit must've felt so scared, and nobody was there to help them, at least until they were already hurt... Brownpaw couldn't begin to wrap her head around why somebody would beat a kit. Or anyone defenseless, for that matter. It was so cruel... what was wrong with that apprentice? They were dead now, judging from Dawnstar's morbid word choice, so it's not like Brownpaw could ask them.

Where was Brownpaw when this happened? She hadn't heard anyone talk about... if only she was there, or somebody was, maybe Silverpaw never would've hurt them in the first place. At least there were the Guards now, to make sure something like this wouldn't happen again, and Brownpaw would keep an eye out too. To make sure all the kits were safe and sound. Her whole clan needed to be responsible, like Dawnstar said earlier.

Anyways... Goopypaw was a warrior now, yes. Goopywhisker. Like, Mistlewhisker? Were the two of them close? If he was indeed named after her, that was very sweet. "Goopywhisker!", Brownpaw called out, tone dampened by the thoughts of Moonkit and Thrushkit- but still, she was happy for Goopywhisker. He was a guard too now, another cat to work extra hard to protect their clan.

Apparently Starclan was warning them about something. Would a disaster be happening soon? That really wasn't good. This whole meeting was full of ups and downs, Brownpaw wasn't sure how to feel anymore... it's like she felt dizzy, but in her head. Well, if something bad seriously was coming, Shadowclan would get through it together. Brownpaw knew that for sure.