Sageflurry's ears flicked as the leader had finally spoken up. It had seemed like an eternity had passed. What exactly was the calliby doing up there? Taking a nap? Enjoying the breeze? Either way, the warrior was practically half asleep when she had finally started the actual ceremonies. She picked herself up, dusting off any dirt that had clung to her, and looked up at the molly with an unamused gaze. It took her this long to demote Softbriar, and they're still waiting on their next deputy?
Letting out an annoyed sigh she laid herself back down, no need to put in any effort for the meeting if the leader herself wasn't. More than half the kits she called up were young, not even at the age to become Apprentices yet. Hopefully the mentors she was assigning were good at instructing...or else Thunderclan would loose a lot more lives. Not that Duskstar would listen to any input about anything, she was dense and stubborn. There was nothing that could be done about it now. The cream molly swiveled her head as one of the kits spoke up, requesting more time. Surely. Duskstar would listen this time.