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High Rank Announcement [#hrannouncement]

Stormstar - RiverClan Leader

...Yeah, Drizzlepaw was definitely deaf. Stormstar's eyes flickered to Adds - who looked mightly pleased with herself, of course. She hoped she wasn't wrong in giving the headstrong warrior both of them, and that they could be trained together as siblings. Maybe Rosemarypaw could even help come up with some paw signs or something. Truthfully, the RiverClan leader didn't know the first thing about it, but there was always something new to learn.

Lifting her tail for silence once more, the gray-furred RiverClan leader gathered her thoughts. "Alongside Soarin'paw, we've also got a couple other new outsiders joinin' us. Bravekit is one of 'em - queens, he'll be your shared responsibility. 'N we also got Fireglow as a new warrior. Vixenflame, I want you makin' sure her skills are up to par. Swimmin', fightin'. After a moon I want a report on how she's doin', 'n we'll set up a final assessment." She gave a nod to the warrior and glanced at Fireglow, before moving on.

"One situation I wanna make sure you're all aware of; upon returnin' from the Starcave I was made aware of an incident involvin' Strongstorm. Somethin' about threats to a 'paw. He made it clear he's got no care for RiverClan or the kids, so he was renamed Weakkit 'n exiled from RiverClan." There was a lot more to that story, specifically the crazed look he'd had before Stormstar had driven him from the Clan, but she didn't need to beat a dead horse. "If you see him on the territory, he's to be chased off immediately - 'n if it's between his life 'n yours, I value the lives of my Clanmates more than a no-good crow-food exile." What a waste of a cat; she hoped she never saw him again.

Stormstar cleared her throat once again. "Movin' on - the fight to secure the camp from the dogs that used to roam here went good. Everyone put up a good fight, 'n it's thanks to you that we've got this new camp." A few bangs and bruises here and there, but nothing that was too bad. "For those of you that weren't there, Skyfall come back after bein' exiled, tryin' to spew a bunch of crow-food 'bout "rainin' hell down on RiverClan". He ended up... killin' Crowglow before I could get to him 'n put him down..." A brief moment as the leader glanced up at the sky, hopeful that the tom had found peace among the stars. "While Skyfall isn't a threat anymore, I want every cat vigilant out in the territory, 'n a reminder that apprentices are not allowed out by themselves. 'S for your own safety."

Swallowing hard as she realized next up was the news of the otters in their rivers, Stormstar pressed her paws against the stone she stood on for extra stability. ...Crowglow isn't the only death we've had in the last moon... Before the move to our new camp I took a patrol out to Smallpines to deal with the otters in the river. They pose a threat to the fish we can catch, so I wanted 'em gone. No one as far as I know has ever fought against otters, or really seen 'em in the rivers. That patrol consisted of myself, Larkwing, Catfishwhisker, Floodsight... Jayfrost, 'n Mudsmoke." Stormstar paused to make sure her voice didn't waver, but her whiskers still gave away the grief in her heart. "...We lost Mudsmoke to 'em, 'n Jayfrost... must've gotten swept downstream." A friend, gone just like that... "Floodsight 'n I searched for him, but there was... nothin'." Whatever had become of the tom... no, she couldn't even entertain the thought.

"I'll be holdin' a vigil tonight for Crowglow, Mudsmoke, 'n... 'n Jayfrost at our new gravesite that Owltalon 'n Foxleap found. Anyone is welcome to join barrin' kits." Her throat felt tight as she tried to force the words out, knowing that succumbing to her grief was not what the Clan needed right now. "Those otters are not to be messed with. I don't want any cats goin' out alone to Smallpines, 'n mentors when you're takin' your apprentices there stay at least four tail-lengths back from the bank. Those who don't follow this can expect a moon spent demoted 'n confined to camp." Hopefully her Clan would listen and understand the danger these creatures posed.

"Once I speak with our elders, I'll be figurin' out another way to get 'em out of the water to they don't keep eatin' the fish 'n take another patrol to properly deal with 'em. I'll not be allowin' apprentices on this patrol, so don't even think about askin'." She knew she had a few headstrong 'paws that would likely try to volunteer; this would hopefully curb that. Blue eyes gazed over the Clan, knowing that reactions to the death of these warriors would likely be intense. Both of them were good and well-known; the grief would likely be shared amongst the whole Clan.

Minkkit shuddered. Those otters sounded scary, and he wasn't going out any time soon.
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Fishleap watched from the side, worried for their leader. What if she went crazy? Fishleap ducked away into the warriors den.