Swanfeather slowly scooted up to the meeting, sitting down and curling his tail over his paws. He looked up at Lionstar and perked his ears. He was slightly late, as he had to wake himself up from a nap, but the meeting had not gone on long.
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Weaselpaw clambered out of the apprentice's den, coming to sit in the back of the injured crowd, ears perked to listen. She cursed herself for coming after Lionstar had already began.