With his grandmother giving her thoughts, and some other cats speaking up - Sedgeflake hesitated but decided to throw in his two cents. Worse came to worst, at least his granny could verbally decimate Fadingstar before they all died.
"... You've had at least two of our Clan-mates slaughtered for threats alone, yet when your favored--" His tail flicked toward Dusklion, and had Duskleaf been in sight he would've pointed him out too.
"The Dusks, when they directly endangered our Clan you threw up half-assed votes. Execution wasn't on the table for them, despite their crimes being far greater. All it takes is WindClan deciding they want to finish the job - just on a whim! And they have our current location. A location we're STILL AT, despite all the rumors of moving!" A lash of his tail.
"I'm not saying to kill either. I think Dusklion has done more than any of you to prove her worth to the Clan... countless times over. But your inconsistency is damning, Fadingstar. You talked about how you didn't want one cat to threaten RiverClan’s stability but all YOU'VE been is that cat. The Clan calls you out on only voting for your favorites - your sister and your friend? You ignored us, canceled the vote and made your own choice. Where was the vote on Fogmuzzle, Thunderchaser? How many cats do we not know that you took care of without us knowing...? How many of the missing are lost to us, but not you?" A confrontation, in a way. Sedgeflake's heart was dying in his chest.
"You don't have trust because when it's given to you, you find ways to destroy it. I thought... I wanted desperately for you to be the leader to save us from this hellhole we've found ourselves, but for all your words your actions against the Clan have just made us feel like prisoners in our own home. I don't get you."
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