THAT'S MY FLOOR - [council meeting]

Frostmoth

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RiverClan
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Freshkill
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Pronouns
he/him

Meetings are still a new phenomenon to Frostmoth. What had once been occasional rendezvous among fellow dwellers of the shipyard has morphed into an organized event. A call for a gathering regardless of interest, announcements, and a lot of pomp and circumstance. Where he might have once hung back and chosen to eavesdrop instead, Frostmoth is now at the forefront alongside Pikestar. One of his many duties; to be aware of all things.

And alongside this too now, there is a council for he and Pikestar to preside over and work with. Such a group of cats has been called forth now for a more intimate meeting. A gathering of council members. Pikestar had been the one to suggest this, and Frostmoth is the first to poke inside of the leader's den. He feels his fur prickle with discomfort, but still sits neatly with his fluffy tail tucked over his paws.

He tries to face the council meeting ahead with a sense of enthusiasm, and as the others file in he offers them nods and quiet niceties. He asks them how their patrols have turned out, how prey has been, and how their families are. It's small talk. Frostmoth still hasn't mastered it, but he tries his best anyhow.

After a swell of awkwardness, Frostmoth clears his throat when he thinks he sees Pikestar make his way inside. "Ah, right. So... There is a bit for us to discuss," he begins, uncomfortable as usual "Pikestar wants us to figure out which apprentices and mentors should be paired together. Preferably they should have good synergy. Of course, they don't have to be similar, they just have to be able to work together."

After a brief, thoughtful moment he gestures towards Adderfang and suggests: "For example, if Adderfang in amenable to it, I think he should be paired with Mistpaw. They work well together from what I've seen."

 
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Pineheart slips into the den, immediately feeling… cramped. Too many cats in too small a space, for his taste. But for a meeting such as this, he supposes it's appropriate. He's careful to stay hunched, to not knock into any of Pikestar's many trinkets or the roof of the den.

Settling in across from Frostmoth, he waits. When they've all gathered, Frostmoth speaks, and he listens, ears twitching. Mentorship… Well, he's already been mentoring Torrent, although he hadn't given it much thought. But that would be one apprentice squared away. And perhaps… a very small part of him… did not want anyone else to mentor Torrentpaw.

"I'll take on Torrentpaw as my apprentice," Pineheart says, "I've already been teaching him things since we met in the shipyard." He pauses, thinking. "Perhaps it would be a good idea to pair drypaws with drypaws? And good divers with good divers, and so on? So that everyone can play to their strengths and develop them."



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    PINE, - 49 moons / riverclan + warrior
    large brown tabby town
    adopted guardian of Torrentpaw and Squidpaw / future mentor to Torrentpaw
    healing and peaceful powerplay allowed