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[Fallenstar]

"IceClan! Those young and old may want to hear my words. Gather for a Clan meeting." The feline stood above the highest rock in the camp and stared down at the Clan. "My words are urgent and I need not speak them twice."

His one eye stared harshly at the gathering crowd. "IceClan, I know our numbers are small and we live in times of struggle. But I commend you all for your tromendous strength that has carried you this far.." He gave a stern nod to the Clan.

"I have made some decisions as of late. I am to appoint another medicine cat. We currently have one med and I think it is time there be an apprentice. Frostbreeze shall be appointed one.I will take these two with me to the shimmering rocks. I feel as though I desire word with CloudClan if possible." He desired to know if there was any wisdom the ancestors could give him.

"IceClan is in harsh need of warriors. For now... we will welcome outsiders who wish to join our ranks. I do not make this decision lightly. But we do not have enough cats to train our youth. I know this seems risky but we must do what we can." He found it hard to keep looking directly at the cats who may not agree with his choices.

"Further, we are exploring options as to where we may move our camp. Prey may venture further down the mountain. Prey is scarce we need to do whatever we can to get food for our elders and kits."

The tomcat was wary to choose his words wisely and what to share with his Clan. "I am afraid to say there may be cats straying too far and hunting on our territory. Our numbers may be small but if they aren't willing to back down... I want you all to be prepared for the worst. But firstly we must figure out the culprits." He looked over the clearing.

"I am open to hearing your words. Does anyone have anything to share?"

[Redpaw]

Redpaw had dashed out of the apprentice's den the second he had heard Fallenstar call for a clan meeting, fur still messy from rolling around in his nest for the better half of the day. He looked over the leader carefully, not having had the chance to meet him before. Ooooo, scars. I love scars! he thoughts, making note to pull the older tom aside and ask how he got them at some point. Redpaw loved a good story. It would also give him a chance to size up the tom. The fact that he hadn't been able to interrogate Fallenstar before he became leader had been troubling the young tom; it was his responsibility (at least in his mind) to make sure that the leader was up to snuff.

The ginger tom puffed up a bit when Fallenstar called him strong. Well, okay, the leader didn't name names, but Redpaw decided not to remember it that way. He nodded approvingly at Fallenstar's choice to have another medicine cat appointed. While Redpaw himself could never fathom being anything but a warrior (unless maybe being a leader was an option--he was positive that he'd make an amazing leader) he at least saw the importance of having healers around. Not that he ever needed them. He was basically invincible.

Redpaw bristled when Fallenstar said that would be accepting rouges. His nose scrunched up. Still, he held himself back from speaking out. Although he HATED to admit it, there was the slightest possibility that IceClan really did need fresh blood. He was logical enough to know that there wasn't near enough cats in the clan to keep up with border and hunting patrols needed, plus apprentices needed to be trained as well--he hadn't seen his own mentor in moons. Still... Redpaw made another mental note to keep an eye on the leader. The one thing he did know about Fallenstar is that he wasn't clanborn. And, seeing as Redpaw didn't really believe in the whole "warrior ancestors" spiel, the only reason he hadn't made an attempt to drive him out of camp was because the clan would fall apart without a 'star and Redpaw knew--much to his dismay--that there were very few cats that would accept being ruled by an apprentice. No matter how handsome he was.

Redpaw's blue gaze darkened when he heard that there were strangers frolicking about their territory. How had he not noticed before? I'll have to step up my border patrols. he thought to himself. He didn't trust his clanmates to be vigilant enough to notice the slight inconsistencies that could be red flags for unjust actions, so usually in his free time he would patrol around the territory and look for evildoers or any signs of crime. "Do we have any idea whose been trespassing on our territory? Are they clan or not?" he questioned, standing up and kneading the ground thoughtfully with his claws, "if we're taking rouges in they might know something...." he said that more to himself, then spoke up again, "also, are we training our medicine cats in battle?" Now that he had his find on fighting it seemed like something worth doing. Even if they're weren't fighting in battle Redpaw figured that they probably needed to know how to defend themselves; there weren't enough IceClanners around to ensure they're safety.

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Laurelpaw also joined the meeting. It was definantly true that there were too few warriors, but Laurelpaw wasn't sure exsactly what Fallenstar ment. She chose not to say anything though for now, not until maybe a few more cats had spoken.

[Duskrise]

Duskrise was... Unsure as to inviting outsiders into Iceclan permanently... But he was willing to take a chance and trust Fallenstar, despite not knowing the tom all too well. Besides, it wasn't like there was a guarantee that these outsiders had ill intent. They could be really nice!

He was sad about the old medicine cats, Addervenom and Flamingthorn having been replaced... But they'd... Gone missing and Iceclan couldn't afford to wait for them to come back. He supposed it was better this way.

He thought moving the camp was a bit... Drastic. If they were searching for prey, shouldn't they just hunt there with no need to move the camp? Though, he supposed Fallenstar might have a perspective that he lacked.

He was shocked to hear of the possibility that their neighbors had trespassed and stolen from their land. He would've thought the other clans would respect Iceclan's borders, but... It didn't sound like it was true.

His ears drooped, but he didn't speak up.

[Ashtail]

Ashtail

    Ashtail, who was an outsider herself, surprisingly didn't speak to this. The blind feline sat down, and tried to face her head toward her leader. More warriors, more strength, right? the former DeathClan feline thought.

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